Crafty Crafty

Do you see that leopard print picture frame right there in my kitchen picture window? I made that. And I wasn't even on medication.

I am so not crafty. My third least favorite word after panties and whatever is scrapbooking. I get nervous in the Hobby Lobby. But dudes, I made that. I painted that. And then I put little beads on it. I painted and beaded.

I have been wanting something leopard this season, but felt that if I got some sort of leopard wearable, I was one step away from driving a pink Cadillac and pushing Mary Kay cosmetics on all of my friends.

That's the Intercontinental Tahiti in the picture. It's where John Travolta and I stay when we are in Tahiti. If I ever run into him there, I have questions.

And speaking of red tile, I have a love-hate relationship with that tile. The thick grouting makes it seem kind of country, and I am not country. By that I mean that I am not really farmy - as in, of the farm. At some point, sooner rather than later, I might have to retile; the other day I looked at some rooster plates and thought they would go nicely in my kitchen. Stop me before I purchase rooster plates. Have you ever looked at the Ann Sacks tile web page? It's the Chanel of tile. I go there to dream. It's my happy place.