change is good

The last two posts were of a rather serious nature. Sorry about that. I get that way at the start of a New Year. Why can't I just have longings to floss my teeth more often. That's tangible... that's doable. But nooo, I go for the lofty, intangible goals... that hopefully aren't going to set me up for failure. But, enough said.
On to a more hands-on approach to living... like thrifting, crafting and scrapping! I can do that! And very well, I might add!
On the home front... clearing out all evidence of Christmas. Why is that just as satisfying as getting it all out? I say I hate change... but I sure welcome it too. I can get real tired of the same ole. For instance, when I was in high school... you know how they take yearbook pictures all year long and being from a small school, I was in a lot of pics. Well this is the truth, in every single picture I have a totally different hairstyle! I was constantly changing my hair, my look. They say I had a flare for the drama and it must have played out in what I wore, my hairstyles and yes, even my handwriting. I was constantly changing my handwriting. I was always copying someone elses style... never content with my own.


So I just got back from my favorite little thrift store and found this glass sugar container for 50 cents... I had a hunch that my favorite IKEA cording would fit inside and make it more handy to use when I'm wrapping a present! Could this look any cuter!