Do you remember that line from Sixteen Candles? The funny Asian dude said it. Always cracks me up.
Over here in my neck of the woods, not much is happening. Seriously. I've become SO lazy it's not even funny. Household chores a barely getting done, the rest of the time I'm either playing Cityville on Facebook or window shopping with my two littlest munchkins. You know it's bad when you're not even excited to go to Target because there's nothing new. We go there that often, the boys and me. They love to go get a juice box or a chocolate milk from the little cafe and then go "play" with the toys.
Mother's Day weekend we went to Laughlin to visit some of Jon's family. His uncle Mike came down from northern California. We hadn't seen him in about ten years. It was really nice to visit.
This past week, I've been trying to do something a little more constructive than usual.
I have a bunch of old jeans that I'm cutting up into quilt blocks to hopefully make a quilt out of someday; so in the meantime, I'm left with the seats of the pants get creative with. I've been thinking of making purses out of them for a while, so I finally dove in and got started on this project.