Aren't I a crafty wee devil?

Was anyone else as excited for this weekend to finally be here as I was? I kinda doubt it. Not sure if it's the medication I'm on or the commute or just life itself, but come Friday afternoon I was ready to drop. Dead asleep. At my desk, on the train, in the car, standing in line at a store...sleepytime tea ain't got nothin' on me. I was ready for bed before I even left it.

A definite highlight of the day was a lunchtime excursion to drop off some goods to one of my fellow WB gals, Corrie. She's also on this crazy TTC journey too (that's trying to conceive, not the Toronto Transit Commission - although the conceiving part is just about as reliable as the transit part) and is now the proud owner of my double supply of Pre Seed. That's sperm friendly lube, for all you newbs out there. Helps the boys in their swim upstream as opposed to the regular stuff that kinda traps them in a molasses-like, slow motion 'noooooooooooooooooo' kinda thang.

Since Hubs and I have to go from regular practice-makes-perfect baby making straight to assistance with drugs and a turkey baster, we don't really have much need for the Pre Seed. And since it's rather stupid expensive AND hard to find, I'm more than happy to share the proverbial wealth with those that can make better use of it than I.

And thus, Corrie and I came to meet at a Starbucks on Friday at 12:30.

This was a big deal for her - her first foray out of anonymity on WB. Fortunately she recognized me and waved me over, and there we were - two recently married 30 something gals addicted to a message board, trying to get preggers before our the batteries in our biological clocks rendered them completely ineffective.

May I just say, what a lovely gal that Corrie is. She's one of the wonderfully positive folks on WB and that totally translates into 'real life'. She was kind enough to comp my latte (a sure way into this diva's heart) and hand over a wonderful thank you card for my role as the lube mule. Delightful.

We chatted for well over an hour until we looked at our watches and realized oops - it was time to get back to work. We said our goodbyes and off she walked, Holt's bag in hand (like I was going to do the swap in a Loblaw's bag??). I wish she and her husband the very best in their baby making attempts as they head up to their cottage for a week's vacation. Hope this is your turn, girlie!!

So yeah, that was the highlight of my Friday. Work went well, kept me busy, and at 4pm I packed it in and headed home on an earlier train. I just couldn't make it any longer!!!

Hubs was there to get me of course, and since we were close to the highway, I asked him if we could head over to every crafty person's crack house - Michael's.

You see, I'm kind of a closet crafty person. Not super crafty, mind you - you'll never find my wares for sale in any shows or boutiques, hell, you won't even find my stuff in any garage sale - but enough to take on a project here or there that I can throw out if need be once it's done.

I'd decided that it was too challenging to find a piece of art for our bedroom, so I said to myself, 'self, you're crafty enough to make a go of this. Buy a canvass and use the leftover bedroom paint so the colours will match perfectly. Go forth and make abstract art.'

I love it when I get all energized like this. Whether I follow through or not is a completely different animal, but what can you do? So that's tomorrow's project, since it's supposed to be all crappy and rainy I figure I might as well express myself by throwing paint at a canvass. Sounds like a plan!! Watch out, Jackson Pollack, I'm coming for you!

The remainder of our evening passed quickly. We watched Casino Royale (meh - not great in my opinion) then went to bed. Yep, asleep before 11pm. Glorious.

Saturday brought blissful relaxation and the need to go absolutely nowhere. Sigh...I love these weekends. The kinds of weekends I would envision to keep me sane during the planning of our wedding/preparing to move. And now we're here, and I couldn't be happier.

So today, we took some movies back, returned library books, and perused the shops of our new hood's 'downtown core'. There's this one shop called Dragonfly that I've passed a thousand times and have never been in, and I was determined that today would be the day. And when I'm determined, things happen. Yes, they most certainly do.

Our first stop was a huge scrapbooking store so I could procure some cardstock and a few nice pieces of paper to further another crafty outlet of mine - not scrapbooking, fooled you there!! - but card making.

If you're on WB, you know there are a number of girls that are very talented when it comes to making custom made cards. I'm.....not one of them. And now I have proof.

I didn't do a bad job, but I didn't blow myself away either. I may post pics at some point, but since the card is for a friend who I've heard reads this blog from time to time, I'd rather she see it first, in person, before y'all. I'm sure you understand. Someday, my pretties.

As for the rest of the shopping trip, I must say we had great success with Dragonfly. Hubs was kind enough to purchase a princess mug and jewelery holder for me (I'm soooo spoiled!!) and we also picked up a very cool clock for our kitchen, a funky tin star for the bedroom and a number of other little acoutrements for the house. Ah...shopping is awesome!!

So that's the weekend so far. Hubs is on the phone talking to his parents inviting them over for dinner tomorrow - news to me!! - and we're waiting for our pizza to get here so we can watch 'Kiss Kiss Bang Bang' before we bid this Saturday a fond farewell.

Hope you're all having a lovely weekend. May you enjoy whatever sun you get, and make the most of the clouds/rain should they come your way, nudge nudge, wink wink.

I have a feeling I know what Corrie will be doing!!! Hehehehehehehehe....

And that's your daily dash. How's your diva doin'?