I’m trying to think of a name for my “Creating Room”.  Haven’t come up with one yet.  One that I keep coming back to is “The Birdcage”.  Yeah, it’s a movie title, but who even cares.  Truth of the matter is, I’ve inadvertently accumulated numerous birdcages.  I didn’t set out to collect them…..I guess they followed me home.  OH hark.  That’s it!  I’ve decided my room is now officially “The Birdcage”.  So from here onward and overboard, when I make comments like, “I’m heading into the birdcage”….or “I was sitting in the birdcage the other day….”….don’t make rash judgements and call the goons in white jackets. 

So in honor of my newly appointed “Birdcage”, I’ve begun painting a boring old particle board cabinet like…what?!  A birdcage.  I realize all of this is out of chronological order and confusing to those with rigid, one-track minds.  But it makes perfect sense to me. 

Here’s what we started with:

This is what I have now.  Kinda looks like Cinderella’s pumpkin ride..but it’s supposed to be a birdcage…that opens.  Nowhere near finished:

Cali got nekkid and made cupcakes and had a tea-party with her plastic and furry friends a couple of days ago.  Eventually we’re going to have to tell her, “No, Cal-Belle….you canNOT go into the library in nothin’ but your draws…I don’t care if your Daddy goes outside in his boxers…YOU are putting some clothes on.”

Then she made “soup”.  Vile soup:

Captured this little gem of a photo after she went haulin’ down the alley dressed like this, with THAT banana, holding a trashcan and wooden spoon, hollerin’ about “Soup!!!”

One of her fave things is working in the yard with her Daddy.  He was trimming bushes…so what’d she do?  Trimmed some bushes.  With my scrapbook scissors:

…wonderin’ why I snatched them out her hands:

Anyway, that’s about it for now.  Gotta run..the kid is in school today and my painting time is grossly limited.