The constipated dog. Yep that’s right. Before I share all the delights of that particular experience with you (sensitive readers may want to skip that bit), let me fill you in on the rest of the weekend.
So today I decided to see what I could create with the fruits of my beach labour yesterday. I’d seen a driftwood mirror on the internet that I wanted to give a try, plus I found a cute little magazine rack at the local Red Cross shop for $5 that just needed to be jazzed up a little to fit into my house. Read the rest of this entry
That’s the plan anyway. It all depends on the weather. Right now outside my window it’s dark grey and gloomy and the rain has been falling steadily all day. Working at a primary school this means big puddles and muddy fields which are, of course, children’s adventure playgrounds. Hence lots of grubby but happy children needing clean underwear and shorts. Sigh