So last weekend I discovered glitter. Not “discovered” like “Columbus discovered America”…well actually it was kind of like that. Because glitter already existed, just like the North American continent already existed. I just hadn’t claimed it for my own yet. So I loaded up
3 ships my Subaru and went to the Edina, Minnesota JoAnn’s.
I’m gonna back up. Last Thursday Norman and I drove up to the House of Pizza Worship and noticed a lineup of 8 or 9 toddlers on our front sidewalk. It was like a chain gang, only much younger and WAY scarier. We realized that these tiny humans were from the nearby daycare, taking a walk and enjoying the warm (34 degrees F.) weather.
They had stopped by to admire the House of Pizza Worship’s yard art. I felt bad that, apart from some 69cent plastic Easter eggs from the thrift store, there was nothing new for these young hoodlums/lunatics to check out. I thought I should stick some new stuff out there so that their next visit wasn’t a giant fucking letdown. Thus – glitter!
In my search for what to make, I came across some dinosaur skulls. Possibly real…possibly plastic. Does it really matter?! They are now covered with pretty gold glitter, and I have possibly contracted a frightening case of Disco Lung. If even one of those toddlers enjoys them, though, it will not have been in vain.