I've given up hope of any form of 'services to motherhood' award (although I may earn a mom-scout badge or two - go and look) but when Jojo gave out these badges, I knew that was one award which had my name written all over it.
And how do I know I deserve one?
Well, that'd be the small matter of:
1. Tardyness in acknowledging goodie parcels
From Tasha - lovely apples and pears fabric in 3 colourways in a little fabric swapette we had going on.
From Paper and String - a gnome-a-licious mini-bag.
I have now won 3 giveaways over at her site (the latest being a name the monkey thing - meet Mustapha Monkey) and if you must-av-one go see her etsy shop.
I need to stop entering giveaways over there, because it's getting embarrassing, but you should go and try your luck.
And to complete the hat-trick, a wonderful parcel from Maxine at Noodles and Doodles, full of the most lovely Easter booty. I can't show you it all because:: you'll be too envious : we've eaten a lot of it : some of the photos didn't come out quite as planned. But look at the amazing twill tape.
And our egg-eating accessories. Don't you need to wear a brooch that co-ordinates with your egg cosy?
2. Uncompleted give-aways
This one is blatant fraud. I hosted a give-away without organizing the package first. Cardinal sin of craft-blogging. My excuse was I could then tailor the contents to the recipient, but instead of doing that promptly, I went shopping. I'm sorry Zoe, next week I promise. And in my own defence, I did find a cute t-shirt.
3. Uncompleted projects.
The trim on my Amy Butler lounge pants, the Spring Bag I promised my mother and have not yet begun, the new kids learn to knit book I have yet to crack the spine of. I need to stop now, because the irony of writing a post about it when I could be achieving some of it is not totally lost on me!
Any guilt you feel the need to offload this sunny Sunday?