Mary, Mary Quite Contrary Addiction

Aren't these little circles so cute?!? I'm addicted to them. I have purchased two new "toys" for my home business ... 1" and 2.25" button machines that can make "Flair" pins, magnets and compact mirrors.

I have created dozens (and dozens!) of small and large circles full of wonderful things ... birds, old sheet music, funny sayings, beautiful fabric, silly pictures, etc. I need to stop. There is more to life than the button machine, right?

I also bought a very old copy of Mother Goose Nursery rhymes. The book is so old, in fact, that the amazing pictures in it are now considered public domain and I can hardly wait to get my big printer churning out poster-sizes of these adorable pictures. In the meantime, I've put them in my circles. They make me smile.

Fun at the Register

Last week Kayti & I stopped at Rite Aid to pick up a few things. We roamed through the store, paid for our items and got in the car.

As the car doors closed, she said "Did you see that Dad and boy behind us at the register? I want to go home with them." I hadn't noticed them.

"Why in the world do you want to do that?" I asked with great curiosity. "Because all they bought was a poster board, a glue stick, Fruity Peebles and ice cream. They're gonna have a lot of fun!"

Yes, indeed. What a great Dad.

My new favorite word

P E R S E V E R A T E

To repeat or prolong an action, thought or utterance after the stimulus that prompted it has ceased.

I just learned this word today.

It is my new favorite word.

I can hardly believe there's a word for what I've been doing all my life!

My kids always get frustrated when I do this.

So does my husband.

I'm a pro.

Learned it from my mom.

[Love you, Mom.]

Don't you agree?

I was told to post a new blog a couple of times each week to keep my readers coming back to visit my site regularly. If you're reading this, then thank you for checking in even though I did not follow that advice for the last 2-3 weeks.

Important Note about today's blog:

Kayti has given me permission to write this.

I got a text in the middle of the day from Kayti. After reading it, I promptly replied "Be there soon," grabbed my purse, and hopped into the car to head to the school. Sometimes as parents we need to let our kids learn lessons the hard way. You know, like when they forget their homework, we should let them get a bad grade so they won't forget it next time. This was not one of those learning situations. If I let this go, it would have life-long ramifications.

On the way to the school, I thought through all of the things I could tell the secretaries about why Kayti would have to come home with me. My rule of only telling the truth was requiring me to push the envelope and be creative.

As I walked out of the school with Kayti beside me, she said "Thanks, Mom." "My pleasure, sweet thing," I replied. "I understand all too well. I think every other woman on the planet would feel the same way."

Kayti's text:

"Mom, you have to come get me. I have PE next and I haven't shaved my legs for 3 days."