Losing my marbles (and then finding them in time for New Years.)

Today was boring. So boring that I had to find my marbles (literally). Josh said he was up for anything as long as I could think of something to do. I decided to bake marbles, thinking that it would require a quick trip to the dollar store and back. Oh no. Nope. I was wrong. Marbles are no longer en vogue. An hour and a half later (and visibly irritated) I finally found them at Michaels. I will say that the boredom buster was well worth the search and the cook time.

Nestled among the sea shells I collected on Mission Beach are my baked marbles. They are so beautiful and so easy to do. Bake them at 500 F for about thirty to forty minutes or so on a cookie sheet, but do make sure to cover the sheet and the marbles with a layer of aluminum foil in case they explode. Once flaming hot, dunk them in ice water and they should (repeat should. I had to bake them at various temperatures and times to get this right.) crack from the inside out. 

One of the great things about being home is having access to my dad's camera. Like most of my dad's toys, I endured the six month waiting period while he hogged it and guarded it like a dragon on it's treasure trove. Once he grew bored with it, I decided to give it a go. It's more fun to practice than anything. Today Brynda and I tried to get some good pictures of the dogs. Usually our attempts ended in uncooperative kisses, like these...

While others ended kinda like this. *Cue 30's horror music*

Notice Brynda's expression. Waffles does not like pictures. Lol.

We managed a few good ones after awhile though. Fortunately for you, my readers, we also had makeovers today. I usually never wear this much makeup. Ever. Josh said I looked good, but looked even better without. Awe.

So far, today, even in it's boredom, was well spent sending off the old year. My mom made a delicious dinner and she made me cookies. Even though I told her no sugar. Sometimes, I think that when I tell her no sweets, her eyes glaze over and she somehow hears, "Yes, please. Give me a bag of sugar and a spoon." Oh well, I'll just be hearing from the hives police here soon I'm sure.

As far as resolutions go (everyone has to make them, but not necessarily keep them), I plan on-

1. Consciously eating Paleo to heal my gut
2. Doing at LEAST one art piece a month (this gives me wide birth)
3. Blogging more, and then organizing said blog

And that's pretty much it. Happy New Year all!