When I went downstairs for coffee…
these juice labels were on the counter. Someone in the house left them for me. {I suspect The Girl because she currently has kitchen duty.}
They make me happy – happy – happy. Happy because:
* after running through a dishwasher cycle, the labels faded to a fabulous chartreuse color.
* empty jars are my next DIY project
* ephemera/labels on the counter and not in the trash = I am known in my house.