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Point of business-

It's officially official.

I've gone mad.

Seriously. Like Cheshire Cat mad.

It's hard to pin point the exact moment that it happened, but I'm fairly certain that it was in the course of the last four days. Over the last several weeks, I've been hiding out in a remote corner of my upstairs and under the glare of hot lights, I've spent hours and hours in the late night frantically snipping, sewing, and gluing itty bitty tiny pieces of rainbow colored felt to little hair clips.

I defy you to try it and NOT go mad.

Anyway, this weekend it all comes to a head because this weekend is the weekend that both the boutiques I've been preparing for are open. Yay.

Normally, this would be the type of thing that I would be inclined to post on my crafty blog, but I've made the executive decision that I'm no longer keeping a crafty blog. I figure that I never get around to posting on it anyway and I rarely get around to posting on this blog, so perhaps if I combine the two, something might get posted sometime.

This is of importance to you, my average reader, because this means that every so often, you're going to have to endure my posting of photos of hair clips and other cutesy things and the occasional plug for a boutique that I'm selling at.

Sorry.

Well, not THAT sorry.

If I were THAT sorry, I wouldn't do it at all.

I'm sorta sorry.

SOOOOOOOOOO... This weekend I'm selling some adorable, crazy inducing hair clips at a couple of boutiques and in an effort to increase sales for all of us involved, I would encourage your attendance at said boutiques. I'm putting the buttons on the right, so click on them for info. Do it. Do it now.

I was going to spend this evening making a few more hair clips, but I've changed my mind. My mom (who is awesome) has been watching my kids for me all week so that I could make hundreds and hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of clips and I can't TAKE it anymore! (say it like Squints from the Sandlot. It'll be more fun).

I came home from setting up at the shows today and my house looked like this:

And it smelled about the same.

And when I walked through the house and realized that every single room was its own version of the kitchen, I also realized that I'd gone mad. I went upstairs and my desk was a complete pigsty, the kids had dumped every single toy onto the floor, there were so many baskets of laundry lying around that I couldn't figure out which ones were clean and which ones weren't. I lost it.

In a fit of fury, passion and anger, I started cleaning. (my best cleaning is always done whilst in a fit a passion and anger. i fear the day that i learn to control my temper. if it ever happens, we may all be forced to live in squalor) I cleaned up the toys and the clothes and the dirty dishes that were buried under toys and clothes. I cleaned until our play/craftroom looked like this:

Then I had to take photos because it feels good to show other people that I cleaned. I AM aware that most people do this every day. I aim low.

I even cleaned my desk and put away everything I could possibly have used to make hair clips. It was empowering. Take THAT, felt!

So bottom line here is

1. I'm crazy

2. brace yourselves for crafty crap on this blog

3. go to my boutiques

4. my house is gross

5. my desk is clean

6. i'm not making hair clips tonight

7. charlie is cute...