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Wednesday is for Suckers

circuit breaker pickles

Pickles have happened.

Over-use of the word “slut” by pretty much everyone has happened.

My father in law is in the hospital.

Philip has a new job that doesn’t pay enough to keep me home but that he’s really excited about.  The company makes super cool medical lab equipment.

Max is eating two different things for lunch at school.  EPIC.  (He eats a couple of my peanut butter breakfast cookies and some natural cheese crackers).  Last year he would only eat cheese puffs for lunch every day all year long with zero variation and evil looks when I tried to convince him to change it up from time to time.  This year I said I didn’t want him to eat cheese puffs for lunch – he hasn’t eaten them all summer – and he agreed saying that he was kind of tired of being made fun of for his lunch.  That was the first I heard about him being made fun of for his lunch.

I’ve been working hard choosing and preparing images for greeting cards that I will be selling in my revamped Etsy shop.

Looking for work has not gone well and is so damn depressing and the prospect of working in a retail store or an office is, for the moment, so repellant that it has convinced me to do my own thing again.  I hope to God you all will help spread the word when I have it up and running.  I think I’m going to have a shop on both my main blogs too so that people can buy directly from here if they want.  Though I’m not completely sure how to set that up or know if I really can.  I’ll be looking into it.

I’ll be selling market bags again, and some pillows with images on them, a couple of booklets, pant straps for protecting your pants while riding bicycles, mourning bands, and possibly some other things as I think them up.  Because this thing – needs to pay the bills.

My friend Sharon is beginning the work on painting the Cricket and Grey cover!

If I can make enough to not get work and not spend all my time sewing stuff then I might actually be able to start writing again.

It’s been hot here.

I just ate the first (local) eggplants of the season this week!

My mom’s best friend gave me one of his never used Le Crueset pots and I used it to make my first batch of ratatouille of the season.  I love my new pot!  It’s ALL MINE!  It’s amazing.  That’s all.

I have to go make some breakfast and get dressed and then do some more business planning and clear off a couple of projects.

All the while hoping my FIL is going to be okay.

Also, we’re going to have to talk about this whole slut bullshit soon.

The First Day of Summer

First of all, because this is very very important, I want to say that I’m almost certain I lost a few grey cells to the heat of the first day of summer.  It was a WHOPPING 80º today.  (That isn’t the degree symbol, is it?  I can’t tell, my eyes are bleary from the waves of sunshine…)  So on the first official day of summer I got myself my official first sunburn.

I also bought, after some agonizing amounts of research, a new point & shoot camera.  I got the Canon S95.  I would like to observe that getting a new camera is like starting a new affair.  There is so much awkwardness in handling, fidgeting with the features, and learning its limitations (or my own).  Naturally the manual is very brief because they’ve supplied me with a disc to read.  I don’t like that.  I like paper manuals. I hope we’re going to fall in love.  Otherwise I might become bitter and leave it for a Nikon.

I’m working on a freelance project that has  been filling my head today as I prepared to get going on the first post.  I’m helping my friend Autumn build up some content on her corset blog.  Remember how I tried to get my own fashion blog going but then decided it I didn’t need 500 blogs to manage?  I still love design and especially historical design so I’m excited to write some posts for them.  I just posted the first one.  I didn’t do any actual writing for this one, just uploading, editing, and arranging.  However, I think you should go look at it because the customer being highlighted is a) gorgeous b) has brows so amazing I want to hate her and c) has on the most wonderful corset whose design was inspired by a photograph of a tea set.

Dark Garden customer highlight: Carla Gonzalez

Go on- who doesn’t want to look at gorgeous women in corsets?  Only dead people.  Or total prudes.  Or 85% of the people in my town.*  I am planning to do some posts on design influences and also some corset history because in case any of you still don’t know it, I happen to love historical undergarments and in one of my many fantasy lives I was a lingerie designer.  Autumn actually did it.  I stopped working with her because I planned to run away on a cruise to write cutting poetry while mopping decks and arranging pretty people on lounge chairs while secretly plotting how I might commit the perfect-

I ate two small avocados today.  That was like eating one giant one.  This makes me want to listen to my 78 record of the Andrews Sisters singing the Avocado Song.  I don’t have a 78 record player anymore though.  If you knew what else I ate you would understand how come I think I’ll just skip dinner.

I hope you all were out there turning into lobsters and roasted chestnuts in the hot sunshine since that’s what so many of you love to do.  (Except for those of you who are like me, and I know who you are, we will huddle in the shade and dream of snow machines together…)

Summer has begun.


*That is SO unfair of me to make up such a lie-ful number.  It’s really only the modest dressers in my town who don’t want to see gorgeous women in elaborate undergarments.  So let’s call it 76%.  And then if you subtract the ones who really do want to look at underwear on people with perfect eyebrows but who won’t admit it, we’re talking more like 13% of the people in my town.