In completely unrelated news, not a lot of time this week for DIY… I had an exam on Tuesday (I’m still pretty nervous about how I might have fared), and the usual back-to-back classes this weekend. And on Sunday, the family is getting together to celebrate my grandmother’s birthday.
Funny story… my grandmother (I call her Granny) was born on Valentine’s Day. At least, that’s what my great-grandmother always said. Only her birth certificate says the 15th. And that’s because, according to my great-grandmother, the doctor who delivered my Granny was drunk. All liquored up. Shit-housed. Schwasty-faced. That should be plenty of a story right there, but there’s more… when my grandmother had to get her social security card, she filled out all of the documentation… for the 16th. So, to recap, my grandmother gets to celebrate her birthday for three straight days like a damn diva, and no one knows the truth. It’s awesome.
|Granny, 2010 – helping me tear down the guest bedroom wallpaper like a champ.|
Oh, right – I mentioned something heart-related in the post title. And here it is:
As you can see, I’m clearly not as much of a drinker as I brag about. Most of these were acquired during stair painting sessions. I still have plenty more bottles to drink before I get enough caps to fill in the rest of the heart (and a few more interesting brands with worthy colorful/well-designed caps). I suppose I could have just bought them, but what’s the fun in that? It’s one of those projects that will look really neat when I’m finished and have added a proper background… I just have to collect more supplies [hiccup]
Wishing you a very happy Valentine’s, whether you’re in a couple or not. And speaking of, I’ll be on Twitter later today sending out a little #allthesingleladies love, so be sure to say hi and I’ll tweet ya back.