I went to the craft store yesterday afternoon. Mainly because I needed a breather from the grands. Goodness, you don't realize how much attention they demand until you have a couple of minutes to yourself and then it's like.........what is that sound....oh yeah, quiet. Whew.
I needed to find a matting of some sort for my Goddess picture that I won from Danni at The Whimsical Cottage. I feel I have neglected her far too long. So off I went on a color scavanger hunt. You know how the right color makes the whole print just seem to settle in the frame and the wrong color just keeps you eyes moving all around?????????? Or maybe it's another one of my insanities. I just know that it has to be like baby bear's chair.........just right. I must have tried every fabric, ribbon, matting in the store. Then the light bulb went on and I went to the scrap book paper aisle and sure enough there were two blues that could work and so I was through with my quest.
As I was rounding the crap crafting aisles...my and Gerea's fav area of the store...I almost screamed when I saw....well I had to stand still for a moment to take it all in. Christmas has already thrown up at Hobby Lobby. I swear to Aunt Hannah that those greedy bastards have 4th of July, next to Harvest crap and damnable Christmas crap and if I am not mistaken it is only a little past half June. WTH. This now means I can't go back until New Year's. I'm not kidding it makes me ill.
Sure I know that some folks like to get a head start on crafting for the holidays but Judas Priest. I have been tempted to put a wreath with everything on it at my gate for all year and count it as done. I am in a snit...snit I tell you. Used to when Halloween wasn't finished and they began to put out the Christmas crap, I'd get annoyed. And then when 4th of July was 75% off and they began to put the Baby Jesus next to the Great Pumpkin, I got mad, but this?
You have no idea what I wanted to do with the bottle rocket cardboard cut outs and the snowman they had displayed..............come damn on. And this is coming to you from a dyed in the wool holiday aholic, but the only idiot my Mom raised is my sister and she lives in the flood plain and ain't got no good sense, I know about white shoes and Memorial Day and when to put out the lawn decorations for goodness sake. Jezzzzzzzz Louise.