as if it wasn't self evident, i'm addicted to the internet. at the moment this means HOURS on end going through the millions of things listed on etsy.com. which is how i bought most of my christmas presents for xmas 07. and some of the presents were so good i got jealous and either (a) kept them for myself (in the case of the best note cards of all time that i would show you but then i couldn't send one to you) or (b) ordered myself something similar. which is how i bought myself a print from strawberryluna who just happens to be my favourite etsy seller. and guess what? she included a FREE print when she sent me the print i bought. the print she sent: L is for Ladybug, which is pictured.

and obviously it is awesome.

so today i took all my new prints and a few old favourite items to a framer to get a framing quote and guess what: i wont be able to eat any time soon. because framing is the most expensive thing i've ever seen. so i had a tough choice and some things didn't make it to the framing stage. my prints, and my sound of music soundtrack, are being framed. but other treasures - like the tea towel my parent's got as a wedding gift with a 1970s couple bbqing with lots of orange and greens in the background will no doubt become moth eaten and forgotten about in my wardrobe (the other option was a two hundred dollar frame, i was prepared to risk the moths at that price).

in other news my feet just about exploded tonight in pain. i went to andrew bird at the san fran bathhouse. naturally, as happens at every concert i go to, i fell in love with the man on stage. and i think he could tell cos my smile probably beamed. but hello my feet were dying because my shoes were not built for long periods of standing around swaying slightly. i was so resentful of the encore i could barely contain myself. as i type this my feet continue to throb. i think i need a good night of sleep and dreaming.

tonight i hope i dream of how awesome my bedroom will look with all my framed goodies.