Here’s how my day has been starting for the last few mornings. 6:00 – que the low but incredibly annoying squawks coming from the eglu. Curse chickens and their suspiciously reptilian ancestors.
Get out of bed, in underwear stumble outside to make sure there’s not a cat or a hawk perched on top of the coop. Cat or hawk is a good thing, because once you chase it away, they shut up and you can go back to sleep.
No cat or hawk. Instead just ornery birds. Sigh.
Stumble back inside and start coffee maker.
This morning I had a surprising squirt of inspiration (after first sip of coffee) and decided to make a card (even though I bought one yesterday) for Brock’s brother’s wedding on Saturday. HOW FUN.
I don’t care what anyone says, security envelopes and bunting flags are still cute. And they will continue to be cute until the end of time. Along with vintage mason jars.
I haven’t quite decided how to finish the card. Or if I’ll actually give it to them. It doesn’t look like their wedding at all, which is black tie and fancy and elegant and things. But fun morning project nonetheless.