The Craft Bug

Today I feel like writing. Or at least I felt that way a half hour ago, when I finally pried myself from slumber.

Spent yesterday in Berkeley with Emy, which was time well spent, as always. We went to Urban Ore-my first time!-and I picked up some mason jars, which I plan on using as centerpieces at my wedding. $6 for 4 jars? Yes, please?

In other news, today I'm feeling crafty and have a strong need to create (No doubt influenced by Em!) Or organize. Or do something domestic around the apartment. The weather has cooled down-meaning that my place shouldn't get too warm come the afternoon. The problem with feeling crafty is that I always feel crafty but never actually get to the actual crafting part. I often end up looking at craft supplies or searching for ideas online, and by the time I'm done searching, all of my crafting willpower has evaporated. Hopefully today will be a different story. Besides crafting, I've been eager to make my own bread. If I had a bread machine, this endeavor would not be such a big deal, but I don't. I want to use my hands, work up a sweat, and tone my arms while kneading some whole wheat dough. Still looking for a healthy, lower-calorie bread recipe, and until then, no bread making shall be had.

Aric's job starts tomorrow! Which is exciting, for obvious reasons. He did leave his tie in the backseat of my car, so I have a feeling he'll be scrounging some department stores for a tie later this afternoon.

My day with the cousins was excellent-we decided on a bridesmaid dress color-Clover green. I'm glad I order a swatch of the dress for us to see, because the clover online looked very granny smith apple. But in person, its a much more muted green and should work really well with the creams, browns, and pops of Pink in the rest of the decor.

I think my writing spell has come and gone. That was short lived. (That's what she said). Is it sad that I make inappropriate jokes to myself on this?  I hope not.