The church down the street held a flea market over the weekend. I scored this box of old glass Christmas baubles and a cricket. The cricket was in the box. I don't know when he jumped out of it but he wasn't there when I emptied the box to clean these up. I should have asked for a partial refund.
Z started sixth grade this week. Sixth. Grade. Junior high!!!! Ugh. Sixth grade was the worst year of my life (true story) so I found myself projecting that towards him, thinking it was going to be terrible. I was on edge all week waiting to hear all about it from him. He loves it. Phew.
First project of the year already. His science teacher has a doctoral degree. That class should be interesting.
I also sewed a handbag the other night. It came together much more quickly than I thought, and I love it even though it's not very moi. I'll show you that next. And in case you missed it, I have a giveaway happening over here. Now go and have a careful Friday. It is the 13th, after all.