Enough talk about basket-ball shaped heads already.

MysteryMan often gives me the “what else do you have to do??” line, which he may be right about when I can spent that much time lamenting about the circumference of my cranium.

I’m doing things, okay? Such as…

The beautiful dark one in the middle is going out today, but I couldn’t resist snapping a few shots of it first.

Gift wrapping…

Everything you need to know about a crookedbroom…

Crooked brooms now reside in Washington, Canada, Ohio and very shortlyin Texas. And shortly after than in Monroe, MI, since one of my oldest and dearest friends is a hair stylist (is that the PC term Sar?) up there and has requested a pink broom with pink stripes. She also requested rhinestones, and possibly feathers. I had to remind her that I work with powertoolsnot a bedazzler.

I don’t know if I ever formally announced that there actually is a crookedbrooms website now… It’s more of an iterem website as it was completed one night between the time MysteryMan left for the bar, pretended he had a normal girlfriend that was at home cleaning or some such thing, got bored with it, and came back home. (I was racing him, even though he didn’t know it. I often play these kinds of games with him without his knowledge, which probably contributes to the fact that he thinks I’m insane. Mostly.)

Stay tuned… the boy is back from Texas and I am going to post some pictures of the cactus garden he built while there with stolen railroad ties, along with goats clibing trees, and the antics of a baby miniture donkey. Let me just say that again… Baby. Miniture. Donkey.

I mean really, can the universe come up with anything more adorable than that??  

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