Wordless Wednesday

happy birthday

to my guitar.

Taylor serial numbering system let you know exactly what day your guitar was made. Mine was made on the 21st of August, 2006. So it is now officially a one year old. The last three numbers of the serial represent the number made that day, so mine is the 38th guitar to roll off the line. Pretty cool huh? I think you should buy it a present. I did. And to prove that I am not the only crazy one, Emily made it a pie. See:In case you can't quite tell what's going on there is a guitar, musical note and number 1 all cut out in crust. Very crafty.
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all better

's about time! Hey, I've been thrifting and...um...acquiring...a lot lately and haven't bragged about it yet. Anyone interested?

crying over spilt milk

Everything that went into this child yesterday (and last night...) came out rather abruptly last night via one of two preferred routes. I can't even count how many times he's puked in the last 24 hours, I stopped keeping track after 10. As for the diapers and clothing changes required? Let's just say I'm doing laundry again today. Right after I brew myself a nice cup of chammomile tea. The boys can take care of themselves.

Why are you taking a picture of THAT?!

my Grandma just sent me a few pics from our trip to Rome. (most of the photographic evidence is still locked in the dr. cuz's camera, awaiting release. hint hint.) I was highly amused that two of the pics were of my backside. One of them I tried to turn around and smile for, and she very politely told me she didn't want to see my face, she wanted to remember how I'd wrapped the boy so she could show her friends the "new" way to carry babies. heh.

I brought my camera along on this trip too, but like Grandma, didn't find many opportunities to use it. Self-same dr. cuz has a much nicer camera, and was taking the same pictures I would have taken, so I saved myself the hassle. She was gracious enough to take a few shots for me that she may not have thought of on her own, but drew the line when we got to the Sistine Chapel. My first words: "hey, look at the floor! that is so cool! Those are quilt patterns! Take a picture!" were met with a look. You know the one, mountain family. So I had to make do with my point-and-click olympus. After all, my mother never would have forgiven me for not documenting these. you know, for inspiration. or something. the color and clarity are all wacky because with a bazillion people in one room and low lights and no flash allowed, it's hard to get a clear shot of the floor. It's also hard when you have a tot using you for balance as he oogles.

what's YOUR favorite nursery rhyme?

crimes in rhyme

ha! interesting. We all know about the Ring Around the Rosie hidden meaning, and I've heard a bit about London Bridge, but this is new. I don't, however, see some of my personal favorites in the list, and so I'll keep singing.

Answer time

No one guessed. It's a cosmo:

she matches our carpet quite nicely I think.

I spy with my little eye

first one to guess what is holding the Putz's attention gets a prize. I'll update with the "answer" pic tomorrow. I'll give you one clue: The boy is just as intrigued, but wouldn't hold still long enough for me to snap a clear pic (trust me, I tried).