Life just got a whole lot easier.

It's my birthday. I just opened presents. And I'm totally freaking out. 

Any other miniature maker would likely flip their lid.

After going overboard on presents like I told him not to, in true husbandly fashion, he ignored me.

Last week he came home with an early present, told me he didn't want to wrap it.

 I have no idea why.

And then tonight I come home to these:

A new ski jacket, down vest, fleece pullover, and real muck boots. Ridiculous.

But the last present...

Ooooh, the last one's a doozie.

 Proxxon

Sent me over the edge.

OH. MAH. GAH.

He's my hero. I've been talking/wishing/dreaming/drooling about this thing for a year.

I might still have a stroke.

I'm old now, after all.

Also going on:

Slowly but surely, the fireplace is coming along. So damned tedious. It might not be done for the cubebot challenge like I had hoped.

Which, note to self... is due by Saturday.

 And then there's these shady characters. 

I bought some plastic animals at Hobby Lobby, then promptly decapitated them. Wouldn't want to get too attached...

People try to sell a dollhouse deerhead for ridiculous prices. How's about I make one for $5? Two for under $10?! 

Don't threaten me with a good time. 

I went traditional New England with the deer and the moose. It only seemed right. I haven't decided if I'll white lacquer one of them, or leave them both au naturel.

 I'll mount these classy gentlemen on hardwood plaques with some leather trim.

Mighty nice.

I'm the luckiest girl ever. 

The cake is calling. Priorities.

Talk real soon. Maybe even show some finished products. Whoa.