Kits are up in the RVKC Etsy Shop. The October kit is versatile enough to use whether you're into Halloween or not and comes with a custom made vinyl rub-on that you can attach to your scrapbook pages, your computer case, your wall, etc. We're having a big clearance sale to empty our shelves once again. You can justify your purchases at such low prices. Ha!
We're packing the days full of to do lists in the Denbow household. I've attached a dry erase board to a wall near the kitchen to keep my priorities in front of me. Most days my list remains full. For some reason I still think I can work through them before bedtime, despite two years of experience that shows me otherwise. Ha! I pretend to complain but I'm thankful for the opportunity to work from home. I know those moments in the front yard when time stops and games of kick back start over can't be replaced.
Funny Story. While at Cider Days, I noticed a good-looking guitar player roaming the midway that looked like a younger, skinnier version of James Marsden. I told Silje that if I saw him again the next day, I'd give him my sister-in-law's phone number. I didn't see him all day on Sunday until after I had broken down the booth and was waiting for Brett to pick me up in the truck and haul our stuff away. He was still carrying his guitar and backpack and was chatty with another guy as they headed down the street. I'm pretty sure he saw me staring. I had a laugh with Brittany about it and left it at that.
Fast forward two weeks later. Last night, Brett and I went to a local Chinese food joint for a rare date night and who walks in but our Mr. Marsden! I tried not to squeal with unbelief as I explained it all to Brett. I just couldn't bring myself to walk over there and explain my sillyness to this handsome stranger. I'm a coward. We watched which direction he walked as he left with his food and again I teased Brett about THE NEXT TIME I SEE HIM...
Ten minutes later the guy is back because he got the wrong order. Is that ridiculous or what?!
Being the creeps that we are, we managed to take a picture of him with our camera phone to show Brittany, who later approved of any phone calls he might make to her in the future. It's like we're in a movie.
So, what would you do if you saw him again? Let the man live in peace or break the ice? (to be continued)
p.s. Fun news coming soon.