Um, so I have this compulsion to cover everything with stencils and paint these days.
It was really hard for me to admit that.
I don't know what the dealy-o is; I just like painting something while I view my reruns and chuckle over Britta, Pierce, Abed and Jeff.
Anywho, remember this little diddy?
Well, this little baby (my niece) is on a countdown, here. Let's see here. . . we're 1,2,3, . . .10 days away here. She's their number 6. And she's the final.
Ever had a c-section? Can you imagine six??
'Mmm hmm. Whooooo. My sister is a serious trooper.
So I felt like she needed another lil onesie.
Sienna. Ain't that cute? Like Sienna Miller. Er, I guess that's not the best example of the name.
I guess I should point out little Sienna's last name will be Whetten. Just so you understand the back of this.
See, we have:
Um, so this onesie- it's a total Monet. From afar it looks adorable and up close it's a real mess. Those little letters are a booger. But I figure it's an under shirt, and it'll do real well for some adorable snaps of her.
And nothing more.
But moving on . . .
I've had these on my idea board for a little over 6 months now:
I love 'em! They're just so cute! (major high pitch squeal at the end of "cute!")
(ooh. . . or these if you had a beachy themed cottage or something)
They are also $23 (on sale). Wha, huh? We go through hand towels around here like we go through baby wipes. I'm gonna spend 23 smackeroo's on something that will wipe up Jace's spilled apple juice? (Seriously son, can you have a bevi without spilling it?? Seriously.)
Well, on an anniversary shopping trip that included Ikea (and a very bored husband, who when I said "let's go-- but I'm lost" changed from bored to relieved, spent less than 2.8777 seconds staring at a map, and then said: "we're going here, then turning here, and here, and we're out") -- I bought some tea towels.
You know, those 50 something cents tea towels?
That's my kind a price for mopping up John's goobery cereal.
And I went about personalizing them.
'Cause, frankly, I needed something to do while I watched Community's "Modern Warfare" episode for the 187th time.
And we're done. Will they mop up hot chocolate? Will they be washed 100 times and totally faded?
Heck yes, bro-chacho's. But again, they were 50-something cents.
I think I'll personalize some more.