Today is not my birthday, but this is truly my birthday week. My daughter, Brandi, used to celebrate the week of my birthday every year. She would bring a diet coke to work, leave me a sweet message on my phone, send me cards, or simply call and tell me she loves me. I miss her so much! But now, I treat myself to some sweet little indulgences. On Saturday, hubby bought me a new camera. So now if my pictures are horrible, you can blame the photographer, not the camera!
I have been pushing myself for some spring items. Its hard, since we have a foot of snow on the ground. I made this oh, so sweet, rag wreath:
I also finished a couple of dolls: