Ooh, pretty

There are many things I wish I could do, and this is one of them.

It's a lunchbox....washable...with adorable embroidery. (Here's how to make it, if you are so inclined.) My mother-in-law can embroider really well and it amazes me. It's just so pretty and fun. Maybe someday I will learn that particular craft.

There are lots of things like that that I wish I could do. But then I have to remind myself: Self, you have a small child and a full-time job and two dogs and a husband and, frankly, you should get over this idea of doing extra crafty things. Right. And then I double remind myself that just because I don't have time to do this now doesn't mean I won't ever have time. Maybe when Evelyn is 6. So then I triple remind myself that I am not even 30 yet (for a couple months...) and there is PLENTY of time to learn how to embroidery handmade lunch totes. That is a lot of reminding.

But you know why I shouldn't learn a new craft right now? Because my brain is not operating at 100 percent, and what little cerebral power I have should be directed to the things that matter, like feeding my daughter and NOT LOSING MY KEYS. Which, I did. Only to find them last night (OK, Jon found them) in my purse. Let me repeat that: My "lost" keys were in my purse. All day. I didn't need to call around to every place I had been over the weekend to enquire about missing keys. I didn't need to fret that I had lost them for good. Because they were in my purse.

Just another day here in crazytown.

For an update on Jon's shop...the city has the permit application in their bureaucratic little hands. They have come back a couple of times with additional requests, but now (finger's crossed) they have everything they need and we will have an answer THIS WEEK. All of this, by the way, is just the permit to complete construction. It has absolutely 100 percent nothing to do with Jon. Nothing to do with a tattoo shop going into the space. Nothing to do with anything we have control over. Which is why it is so freakin frustrating.  Once the contruction finally starts up again and eventually finishes, then Jon has to do all the stuff to get his tattooing licensing and permiting. Insane. I will fall into a great abyss of crying and gnashing of teeth if this doesn't come together. Please, City and County of Denver, please let us finish contruction so we can open this shop before Christmas!