I intended to take a before picture but, well, I forgot. So just imagine a tired, old wreath with a faded red bow, faded red "berries" and some pine cones. There. Now I'm sure you have a good enough image to be able to appreciate my after photo, don't you?
This wreath is a total copy of one that Sandy saw and posted on her blog (or very close to a complete copy, anyway). She said she saw it at a Starbucks and couldn't resist getting supplies to make one of her own. Obviously, neither could I. I can't wait to see Sandy's!
Ok here's a little story I can't help sharing... While Tess and I were at my mom's house this afternoon we took their two doggies for a walk. Well actually, I walked the dogs and Tess and her cousin (E) rode scooters. While waiting for the old dogs, E (who is two years younger, so not quite as lightening fast) and me at a corner, she fell and skinned her elbow. This tiny scrape seemed to cause her great pain if not actual blood-loss (there was one little drip that never really dropped).
While sitting on the stool, nursing her wound, in the kitchen after our return she asked, "Mom, what do you think hurts more, a scraped elbow or a baby coming out of your belly?"
She didn't like my answer and seemed to determine me an unreliable source from that point on (neverminding the fact that I've experienced both, but hey, I'm just Mom. What do I know?).
ps, if you know and see Tess, please, please, please do not mention this little story to her. She'd never forgive me!