Oh, Leprechaun come sprinkle some of your gold my way. I am kind of stuck. My house is ready for flair, but "unbreakable" flair is hard to come by. Too bad they don't make plastic, retro lamps for your desk. My brain is dreaming of plastic gnome villages that look like ceramic or soft, silly knick-knacks that make or break a small space. I will try to get my head out of the clover and focus on real issues like making dinner. My goal is to make sausage, cauliflower casserole, potatoes, and something green for dessert. We will see if that happens.
Andrew's programming books finally made it out of the moving boxes. I just need to find the right flair for the top of the bookcase (dreaming of a collection of small globes):
The baby linens are washed and the only thing holding me back is having to lug the vacuum upstairs to suck up any dust from two years ago:
Today, I bought these rugs and I have a plan to sew them all together to make one, big rug for the family room. They are only $1.50 each at the Daiso Japanese store by my house. If I wasn't so jazzed about the project I would ask myself why I think I have time to do this:
Happy St. Patrick's Day and enjoy your corned beef and cabbage.