Ok, tomorrow I'll take decent pictures.
Maybe. They say it's gonna be so bad they're warning folks to stay indoors.
By which I mean, there might not be any light, because of snowstorms, like today.
And thus, the crappy pictures.
See how it all comes back to the beginning? It's like the circle of life, really.
Oh, and these aren't quite done yet, either. Just saying.
And these directly above were a request to go w/a necklace.
I've noticed that many, many of these purchases I'm getting are by men. Which means they're Christmas presents for women. Thus the request for the matching earrings. I don't think women worry about matching earrings to something as complicated as:
Also, since I love getting questions in my (wonderful, encouraging, life-affirming) comments- Spirited Earth, here's the meaning of 'flying by the seat of your pants':
Before aircraft had instruments, pilots had to rely on their innate sense of balance to detect changes in movements of the plane, transferred to his body by the contact with the seat. This explains why there was an early change from the Wright Flyer's prone pilot position.
I didn't know that either. Anything else?
Oh, and my last pictures are of my baby chowing down on his own, personal, edible Christmas card he received in the mail today.
That's my in-laws for you! Imna send them some of these pictures and they're gonna love them, cuz they're crazy about Bingo. That's his name-o.