Eyebrows, rainbows and yo-yos

"They're only eyebrows, right? Eyebrows grow back....eventually. Everybody loves the Mona Lisa, and SHE doesn't have any eyebrows."

Those are the thoughts ran through my head repeatedly last night as I was laying on a table, being pecked to death by a persistent bird with a razor-like beak. All right, not so much a bird as an aesthetician with a pair of really sharp tweezers, but it did feel like I was the victim of an an angry woodpecker attack. I can't believe I actually paid someone good money to do that to me! Normally I just pluck my eyebrows on my own but I've been wanting them to have a more pronounced arch and I thought it might be better to have a professional do that for me, lest I slip and poke out my eye or pluck all my eyebrows off or something. I will grudgingly admit that I do like the arch better now, although I have considerably fewer eyebrows than I did yesterday at this time. I think I'll be maintaining them myself from now on, though. I'm just not willing to go through that again. Labor and childbirth--yes; eyebrow tweezing--no. Right-o.

I had my second cake decorating class yesterday, and made my first fancy cake. Our first technique was learning to use the star tip to make stars and other squiggles. Wilton makes a tip that actually has 3 stars in one, which saves you time but takes a little maneuvering to get the stars close together without any space showing. That's definitely something I need to work on but I think with a little practice it shouldn't be too difficult. We also experimented with writing tips and making Swiss dots, which were more difficult. I purposely made a boring yellow boxed cake because I knew the frosting would be yucky, and I didn't want to waste good cake on mediocre frosting. We each had a piece when I came home yesterday and now the rest is going straight into the trash. Wasting cake pains my sweet-loving soul, but I'd rather use my calories on something that doesn't taste like cardboard. On tap for next week: scary clowns and drop flowers. Whee!


On Friday morning I packed up Maren and went downtown for a church rummage sale I'd seen advertised. It was run by little old church ladies and had a darn good amount of stuff at very reasonable prices. Now I see why the folks on Yardsalequeen rave about church sales all the time! I picked up a bag full of stuff most of which is for resale. After the church sale I drove around the area to hit a few more yard sales and found these in a bag for $1. These are circles of fabric that are already cut for making yo-yos. I've wanted to learn to make yo-yos for a while, and now the hardest part has been done for me! Cute fabrics, maybe vintage? Not sure, but there are probably a couple of hundred all together, enough for me to decide that making yo-yos is a tedious waste of time after all, LOL. There was also a baggie full of old yo-yos but they have what I can delicately call a "condition problem," meaning: they are full of dead bug carcasses. ICK. The skeeve factor is pretty high but I might be able to get over it and clean them very, very thoroughly. We'll see.

And I'll leave you with a photo from the 15 minutes we were at the pool yesterday, before the rain and lightening forced us out! See you tomorow!