You Are An Obsession, I Cannot Sleep

I've gotten into the habit of basing my blog post titles around a song. My goal is to set the overall tone for each post. Also, I just really love music and have the most random taste. :D

I'm a bit of an obsessive person- but not in like, an obsessive compulsive sort of way. I have a tendency to get hooked on something quickly and go full force - an addictive personality, some might say. I can't ever just do anything a little. In fact, I come from a family of "aholics". Mom is a workaholic, Sister is a danceaholic and Dad...Well, his addiction is something more serious, but I don't want to get into that. Whole can of worms I'd rather not open on my blog... Onward, HO!

It's springtime. Easter is only 6 days away. Keith has been out in the yard, tending to the garden (Dude has an unbelievable green thumb. I call him 'The Plant Whisperer'. He doesn't think it's as funny as I do).  and what the hell have I been doing? I've been working on my fake garden -- making frickin' fabric flowers like they're going out of style. Of course, there is a purpose to them; Giving 'em away as Easter gifts. In a panic last night, I was afraid I wasn't going to have enough time to get them done this week. Any normal person would have objectively looked at the schedule for the upcoming week, and found a spot to make time.

PFFT! Who does that?! Certainly not me! 

What did I do? I stayed up until 7am making flowers! That's right. If that isn't sick, I don't know what is. Plus, I got one pretty wicked burn on my left hand from an unfortunate placement of my index finger. My glue gun may be little, but that thing packs some heat!

I think they came out pretty nifty. Each set of flowers has it's own mini terracotta pot.

:)

 I even broke out and tried making some roses

♥ 

Went with gems instead of buttons

I can't seem to stop wanting to make more flowers. I think about them all day long.

I remember when I first discovered Amigurumi. I started making bunnies. Oh. My. GOD... I made so many of those freakin' things. I had family members crawling out of the woodwork, asking me to make a bunny. 

Bright Bunny I made for my Mom

They weren't hard to make, but after awhile... I was feeling stagnant. Sure, I changed up the colors and the pattern, but I needed more. 

Am I alone here? 

Is there something you make repeatedly, and you can't find the strength to stop? 

If any of you out there know the secret to a life of moderation, please share.

Until next time, Happy Crafting!