47/365

1. The carpenter is coming to start on the ice dam repairs tomorrow.

2. We moved some furniture out of my studio in preparation for an upcoming yard sale, and it looks so much roomier in here now, I'm inspired to start sewing again.

3. Plus, I found my list of project ideas when we moved the furniture. And some of them don't suck!

4. I found a bunch of non-fiber crafts I made in college, and they are now on display in my studio where I can giggle at them regularly. I had waaaaay too much time on my hands in glassblowing class after all the lab projects were finished.

5. On Wednesday I managed to get a 1/8" square piece of food stuck in between one of my front teeth and the gums surrounding it. Like, embedded 1/8" below the surface of the gums, where I couldn't get to it with flossing, no matter how hard I bled ... er, tried. So I've been convinced that it was going to fester there and cause an abcess that would bore a hole straight through my chin and out my neck, corroding my teeth and allowing all of my food to dribble down my shirt front. And then last night as I was messing with it with a toothpick, I managed to dig that sucker out! I have never been so happy after flossing in my life. I was so happy, I almost convinced myself it was a good idea to wake Jason up (despite his jetlag) and tell him about it so he could celebrate with me. It still gives me a nice warm glow to think about how I'm not going to have a huge hole rot through my chin. And I'm going to see the dentist next week, just to be sure.

19/365

1. Zach's preliminary test indicates that it's unlikely he has diabetes, despite his weight loss and obsession with drinking out of every water source except his water bowl. Hooray for (probably) not having to give him insulin for the rest of his life!

2. With no prompting from me, the vet called Zach "Mr. Grumpypants," referring to my cat's extremely vocal hatred of veterinarians and anaesthesia and shots and needles and waking up and cars and overnight fasting and oh god the horror of it all.

3. Jason did not fall off the ladder while attempting to use an ice pick to remove the 6" tall ice dam that's causing the leaking around our bedroom window. Still have the ice dam, and the husband, in one piece.

4. Breaking off 4' long icicles and handing them to Liza, who just about falls over from the weight. Good times, good times.

5. Playful Parenting. I'm only 1/4 of the way through it, but the techniques make a lot of sense and seem to mesh pretty well with some of what we're already doing.