I've never looked up the word glorious in the dictionary, but in the little dictionary I carry around in my head it means full of glory and wonder and that is the perfect description of my weekend.
Our precious daughter and son-in-law came home for a few days and they, along with my sweet hubby, me, and our two sons traveled to Huntsville to join with our extended family and friends for our niece's beautiful outdoor wedding.
But now with Heather and Matt on their way back to Indiana and Neil and my boys back at their jobs, I'm home and ready to delve back into my happy routines and hobbies. My work is all stacked up for me. :)
My afghan project continues to grow block-by-happy block.
Also awaiting my attention are my little paint pots...
They're so sweet, all holding hands while waiting for me.
They are such pretties that I couldn't stand to keep them stashed away in an ugly old shoe box, so I dug through my projects-in-waiting box and found this tissue box holder. I thought it made the most elegant of homes for my little paint pot friends. They seem to be very happy in their new home.
I have started on my newest paint-by-number picture. I'm loving it even more than my last project. The paints are going on so smoothly. It just smooths out the rough edges of life for me. I am finding painting to be the most glorious of hobbies.