So. It’s Valentine’s Day Eve.
I’m sorry? Let’s get it on? Leave me alone with a box of chocolates? Whatever.
But if you have kids of elementary age, you have no choice but to embrace the candy-coated mush. And if you’re like me, you’ll be staying up late tonight potentially baking sugary treats you don’t even want your kid to eat, while trying to avoid cutting off the top of your thumb with an exacto knife blade while crafting it up. Been there, done that, thankyouverymuch design school.
On Valentine’s Day Eve:
Semi-homemade class valentines half assembled. Nola needs to do hers tonight, but Piper got up early this morning to fancy hers up:
Thank you, thank you, (thank you) pinterest, for introducing me to the wonders of Suite Muffin Suite. She’s an amazing graphic designer, and aspiring textile designer. Basically, we would get along really well. Her textiles are my furniture. Man, I really wish I designed furniture for a living. Looked into it once, but you know, KIDS HAPPEN!
And while we’ve been getting our DIY on, we went ahead and grew a few of little amazing borax thing-a-ma-somethings:
This little funzie consists of pipe cleaners, a bit of borax, and a mason jar. 24 hours later, beautiful heart shaped ornaments magically appear! I know what you’re thinking. She should totally home school her kids…
Sorry, I’d rather become a professional pinner.
This simple borax craft is super for for v-day, I also think it would be a good holiday activity as well. I can see it now…tiny little crystal snowflakes, Christmas trees, and candy canes…
And on a total treat myself because I’m worth it note, I pick up a little pretty this morning:
Hand-blown glass heart pendant on a silver chain. My friend Shannon creates them, and I simply must support her business. I mean, it’s the friendly thing to do *ahem*.
But when it comes to tomorrow night, we’re going to celebrate family style. I want to make something special for dinner (still trying to figure this one out, I was going to do heart-shaped pizzas, then remembered my kids are weird and don’t like pizza) and then it’s off to the girls to weekly violin lessons.
Nothing more romantic than being serenaded by a gaggle of 7 year old violinist. *shivers up my back*
Anyway. Whatcha doing tomorrow night? And a big fat NOTHING, THIS HOLIDAY IS FOR SUCKERS is a perfectly acceptable answer.