I'm turning into a regular Crafty Cathy over here in Amurca these days. Who knew? I finally finished my picture wall project that I've been somewhat listlessly working on for the past, eh, three years. Why did it take so long, you ask? Well, firstly, I had to take some pictures. Then, I had to wait to have a wall on which to hang my pictures. Next, I had to collect all manner of vintage picture frames. After that, I had to buy Command Strips and hang said pictures in picture frames. And later, I had to watch as they all fell off the wall and tumbled down up on the mantle, cracking a few frames and shattering lots of glass. Finally, I had to double the Command Strips and place the frames ever so gently on the ancient and crumbling space above my fireplace. Now, it is done, and I think you'll agree, the effect is glorious.
Actually, it didn't turn out at all like I was anticipating, but I've made my peace with it, and it's nice to finally have something to fill that yawning expanse of wall.
Also, August was Cardinal Month for us here at She's Gone Rogue, and we decided that it was high time we get busy livin' or get busy dyin'. It was in this spirit that we attended three St. Louis Cardinal games in a three week span. Here are some highlights:
Second weekend at Wrigley. Slightly less impressive, but still fun.
Boom. Tony La Russa.
Boom. Rally caps.
Correnti weekend. (Notice their complete lack of Cardinal's attire. Is nothing sacred anymore?)
Our seats were high, but the view wasn't too shabby.
I wish I could tell you the Cardinal's fought the good fight and won every game. I wish I could tell you that, but baseball ain't no fairy tale world. They lost two of the three games I saw, but still. Sublime August. Also, Matt's leaving me for Texas City... again. Visitors? My door is always open. Especially because he'll probably leave me again at the end of the month.