I’ve been a little preoccupied lately with, as I told a friend, the third most important thing to happen in my life.
I won’t be dyeing my hair blue anytime soon.
And I won’t be wearing funky perfume.
No socks rolled down to the ankles or house dresses.
But, I will be cranking up the sewing machine and whipping up frilly little dresses OR cute boy stuff (gosh, are there cute things to sew for boys?). A new rocking chair may be involved. Oh, and there will be cookies. Lots of cookies.
I have until June to get busy. And to figure out a way to travel daily from Michigan to Washington D.C. We’re thinking with the bad economy maybe someone might be having a sale on private jets.
Only 192 days to go!