A Full Confession

It’s about time I came clean on some recent acquisitions and hope like hotcakes Mr Myrtleandeunice isn’t paying attention. Really, a significant percentage of all this loveliness isn’t for me. I’m not feeling guilt (it’s all used up on parenting), only an uber-organised, holier than thou-ness because a few nearest and dearest will receive birthday gifts within spitting distance of this year’s birthday. They'll fall out of their trees with the shock of it all.

I have been keeping track of all the experimentery going on over at Curly Pops and the moment I saw this beauty, knew it was a must for a certain someone:



And the same goes for this button pendant from Lauren Williams (Lauren I am the vision of restraint. I haven’t yet succumbed to the Dark Side and it remains destined for gifting):



The weekend before last, we whizzed off on a daytrip. While I have already ’fessed up to this from the Daylesford Maker’s Market, I also picked up some sweet Dandelion hair floweries for the present box, because I was already overachieving resisting Beck’s bunnies.



On Sunday we squeezed in a fleeting trip to the Melbourne Design Market. The kids hit the playground and we tag-teamed the market. I bumped into the very lovely Queen of Pepperberrians and we had an eleven minute chat. Although the Mr has been busy growing a serious halo lately, on Sunday he was an-understandably-over-lots-of-solo-parenting-grump. In my remaining agreed four minutes I purchased this loveliness from Nest:



...gave in to this way-too-scary-to-cut fabric from Ink & Spindle, (this could be where it starts being about me):



...and adopted a rooster. A veritable mirrored chook beauty (not me, the rooster) from Lightly. Not bad for four minutes.



I gave myself a high five.