Tonight was digging for slivers night. I really like digging for slivers. No, really. I REALLY like digging for slivers.
Being married to a carpenter, fortunately allows me to fulfil this passion often. I mean OFTEN. (That word looks weird in caps...)
In fact tonight I got to dig out 3.......yes......count them.......3! I was in sliver digging heaven I tell you!
I might add that my husband thinks I'm a bit of a masochist. He says I just like to see him in pain. (Well maybe just a little.) I still love him though.
These slivers were huge. Big deep slivers. It was a sliver gold mine, and I hit the jackpot!
OK, so maybe there is just a touch of masochist in me, but just a teeny tiny bit.