She Cannot Be Left Alone

This morning, I bounced out of bed at my usual time. I had plans. To accomplish great things.

While working on that, I had to venture into the basement for a medium size cardboard box. I've been emptying those by the dozens and knew that I still had some left.

I WENT DOWN FOR A CARDBOARD BOX.

THIS is what I came up with.

It is NOT a cardboard box.

It is a freaky-looking pompom bird with wooden button eyes and a pistachio beak sitting in a glass dish on a bed of velvet ribbon.

Oh. And OF COURSE. I HAD to label it.

Seriously.

I cannot be left alone.

Inspiration also struck me, and I changed my header.

At this very moment, THGGM is walking from work to his car. He will come home and ask me what I did today.

It's SO embarrassing when I actually hear myself say it out loud.

I made a baby bird because I saw a pistachio shell sitting there and it looked SO MUCH like a beak that I HAD TO DO IT.