My big household accomplishment for the weekend was getting the tree up.
And today I got paid to go to the kookiest, funkiest, liveliest, funniest “mother truckin’ craft show” and one of my personal favorites for all those adjectives just listed: The Atomic Holiday Bazaar. I tried my best to leave with nothing more than a lot of notes but couldn’t leave this silly T-shirt on the hanger when it suits my boy-genius brother so well (one of three brothers who don’t read my blog so no spoilers here).
