a good day is when a garbage truck attempts to take off the front end of the car, nearly dragging me + the wondertwins along with it, but the whole mess is averted thanks to my ninjalike reflexes slamming us into reverse and a very alert driver behind me who synchronized moves with me. boo-ya! yes indeed, defensive sitting-quietly-at-the-stoplight is good. a few other good things ::
ahh... mail karma. just as i sent off all that quilted baby love i've been babbling about, i found vintage feedsacks in the PO box. okay, so maybe they weren't exactly showered from heaven - i bought them on ebay. (that place can be a little slice of amazing, am i right?) nevertheless, it's always fun to leave the post office with a treat in your arms. and arrive home in one piece. xoxo
