The Bridge & DIY

So one of the things that I do that turns me into a crazy person because I try a new idea, lose interest/get bored, start something else, lose interest/get bored, repeat repeat repeat, and then realize that I'm going to come home one afternoon to find the cast and crew of Hoarders on my lawn getting ready for the new season, is upcycling.  Or repurposing.  Or DIY.  Or stealing ideas from Pinterest.  Or, if you're my mom, "hoarding."  Whatever you want to call it.  So one of the things that I'd like to share here is how to do some of the cool things that I've done, and some of the cool things that I want to do.  And some of the cool things that I'll never be talented or plucky enough to pull off no matter how badly I'd like to.  But believe me, if I can do something with the amount of chaos in my life head, it ought to be smooth sailin' for you.  So whenever you see this picture at the beginning of a post:

Lifescapes aka Andrea Boyer of Scrap Art Studio.com)

That will signal that I'm about to tell you how to do some cool stuff.  In yo house.  Clearly.

But I'm not going to tell you how to do anything tonight.  Because we've been at Grandma's all day.  Because we haven't left the house the rest of the week.  Because getting two little monkeys fed, changed, dressed, bundled, in the car, and on an errand before it's time for another nap is just not in my realm of ability.  Not right now.  When it's snowing like Silent Hill (as in nonstop...as long as we're talking about the original game...otherwise, it's ashing outside like a m**********r).  

Also, I'm getting ready for a big day out tomorrow.  A new "semester" is starting at The Bridge at Bossa Nova Cafe in Franklin.  And I'm going!  Dr. Terman (who told me I can call him Phil from now on because I'm no longer a student but I can't because it's weird) from the Clarion University English Department and his trusty sidekick Matt (or is it the other way around...and who will be more offended by that characterization, I wonder) host a lovely little writing workshop every other Saturday for the next few months.  I really miss being in school writing (and Psychology and Philosophy) classes, so being able to see old friends from Clarion and read and workshop some really fantastic work is a super treat for me.  So I'm just takin' it easy tonight, reading some memoir, sippin' some Green Mountain French Toast coffee from my crunk mug, and wanted to check in with my blog.  And anyone who may be reading it.  Anyone there?  Can you hear me?