nuts for real

yes. it's true. i am nuts for real.

i just got home from taking my kid to school and running over to a.c. moore to enjoy a few 

delicious minutes of slowly wandering the aisles, feasting my eyes on all the treasures and goodies, 

the wonderful art supplies that scream "BUY ME!! BUY ME!!" every time i'm in there.  Couldn't 

find the mermaid stamp i was looking for, so i succombed to a beautiful set of watercolor pencils...

                           ..and a pair of cute fuzzy slippers. (couldn't resist. slippers are an important                                         staple of my everyday at-home uniform, so it's a no-brainer.)

ok, enough lolligaggging. here's the embarrassing part: so embarrassing i couldn't post it on instagram.  here goes: i get home, park the car in the driveway, look beside me, 

and lo and behold there it is:

 the shopping basket from a.c.moore!!! i took the dang stinkin thing right into the car with me and drove off with it!!! what kind of crazy middle-aged mama freak am i?????  what if the police come knocking on my door and demand the basket back and haul me off in a paddy wagon, or worse, strap me in a straight jacket and send me off to the loony farm!!!!  oh gosh this is bad.  i know i've been a bit distracted these days...even left the car running and got out to go to church one morning with the keys still in it, purring away, till i was reminded that it was still running.  i am going absolutely crazy here.  ok that's enough.  someone's going to find this and i'll never hear the end of it.  mind over matter, mind over matter.  back to reality.  have a good day!!!