Stupid cookies, sitting so innocently on the counter. "Just have one!" they cry. That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard, cookie. No one can eat just one of you! I forget about them this morning, but then someone else eats one.
"That was not a good cookie. I am turned off by them now. Coffee-flavored, yuck."
I know this person will never be turned off by cookies for real, because i have seen him eat, like 10,000 of them. And you know he is eating them, because he eats them all over the office, leaving a trail of crumbs on the copier, counters, and floor. Has no problem snacking away, standing over your desk while you are trying not to show that you are totally grossed out.
The other thing I know is that no cookie flavored like coffee could be gross. Especially a cookie from The Very Best Cookies. They are so soft and chewy. You can tell they use the good stuff, not skimping on butter or sugar.
In conclusion, this is going to be a long day of trying to resist potentially coffee flavored cookies.
So, I have been a very bad blogger lately - well, all summer actually. I am kind of caught in a place where I don't want to get too personal, but at the same time, getting personal is what gets people to read your freakin blog! In an attempt to be a better blogger, I've resolved to be a little more honest in my posts, let people in a little, and not worry so much about using the blog as a way to market my small business(es).
Speaking of small businesses, the Ink Blot Cafe is going along swimmingly (on second read, I realize how stupid that phrase sounds) with 22 sales to date! All of my customers have come back at least once for more, which is a great feeling. On that note, I feel like I'm really starting to find a niche, a niche that does not have room for wool and felting and trips to the thrift store. I think I may keep my "Jessy Ray" Etsy shop open for destash, but am no longer interested in cutting off the arms of sweaters to make fingerless gloves. Fun while it lasted, by wool sweaters are currently choking my closet to death! Plus, I like making stuff for me, I like home improvement, I like giving gifts - all things I can do with my sweater time!
So to sum up this re-introductory post, I'm bringing the fun back to blogging. Look out - look out all 4 of you who might accidentally read my blog!
So, J has work and class on Thursdays and is gone from almost 8 in the morning to almost 10 at night. This leaves me with some alone time on Thursday nights. The last three weeks, between class cancelations and Spring Break, he has been home early. So last night was my first Thursday night alone in a while. I MISSED YOU, THURSDAY NIGHT ALONE TIME!
So many magical things happened last night that can only happen sans J. I love him, but Thursday night alone time is THE BEST. Last night included crazy phone lady, breakfast for dinner, and reeses-induced coma.
You could stop reading right here, but if you want the full effect of my awesome Thursday night alone, please, read on.
I hate going to the mall, especially by myself, but especially with other people. I like to get in and out. The mall is a life sucker. Artificial light and air - it's no good. It's like you could be trapped in there for days not knowing what time or day it was or even what planet you were on. But I needed to go to the makeup counter, so I forced myself to go.
As I'm walking in, some lady stops me - "Excuse me, but do you have a phone?" I was like, yeah, me and every other person in the parking lot has a phone. Apparently she had been waiting for her friend to meet her for an hour and wanted to try and call her. She was a little rough looking, but I couldn't really tell her no.
I myself had been in a similar situation back in 2003, before I had a cell phone. It involved a stranger, my future husband, and a bar - always an excellent situation. (And yes, I was a 20 year old college sophomore without a cell phone.) Anyway, if this lady wanted to steal my phone, she would be really disappointed. It's a piece of shit.
So I let her use it. It was very awkward because I felt like when you're in school and you get paired up with the nerdy kid and you want to try to be nice, but don't want the other kids to see you're being nice to the nerdy kid. So I just stood next to her, but not facing her for about three minutes (felt like an eternity) while she tried to call her friend. I was also trying to stay very alert, because I was pretty sure that at any moment a brown rapist/murder van would pull up and try to kidnap me.
Her friend did not answer. I got my phone back. Finally got into the mall. Trip to the mall was followed by trip to Walgreens where I probably spent an equal amount of time because they have everything you didn't know you needed. J hates going there because he was a manager there for three years, and doesn't appreciate the browsing possibilities quite as much as I do.
When I got home I was super hungry. J has lost 20 lbs. since the beginning of the year. He can attribute some of it to working out and not eating fast food for lunch every day, but mostly he has been counting calories and eating super healthy. So I have been forced through lots of meals with ground turkey and egg whites lately. That's why it was so thrilling to put a giant piece of ham and scramble two real eggs on the skillet. To round it all out and cover all of the Jessie food pyramid bases, I also ate about 6 reeses peanut butter cups. Surprisingly, I passed out on the couch for two hours.
Thursday Night Alone Time - I love u.
Had a wonderful Easter weekend - it just wasn't long enough! It was incredibly hard to get back in the grind today, so I thought I'd share some lunch break Etsy finds. Lately I've been drawn to mustard - both as a color and a condiment. Here are some of my favorites:
I did a little t-shirt yarn experiment a few weeks ago. Today I came across this photo on True Up:
Horrific migraine woke me up around 4:30 this morning. Luckily I have my routine - two excedrin and a cold wash cloth for my head knocked it out in an hour. But then I kept waking myself up because i was grinding my teeth. So I'm actually in a great mood because I am alive and pain free at the moment...
I was also very happy this morning to see that I received a shout out from Sarah @ Little Kitten Homemade's blog. You can check it out here.
Also, am working on a writing gig w/ Indie Smiles.
Oh, and my sister, S just emailed me that she got the part time job she wanted w/ DSW.
Not too bad for a Thursday morning!
What the heck is bunting, and why do I care? I came across the most adorable Etsy shop selling the aforesaid bunting, and I wanted to know more. Apparently bunting is loose cotton or wool fabric used for flags. And Little Kitten Homemade features the cutest selection of flags and banners for birthday parties, holidays, and the like.
Sarah, the proprietor, favors quality fabrics in nostalgic florals, trendy mod designs and ginghams. Banners and flags are personalized with hand appliques. She pieces together appliques, buttons, rick-rack and fabric to make each design truly unique and shabby chic.
I would highly recommend checking out Little Kitten Homemade for the one who has everything. What better way to announce how special you think someone is than by displaying their name on a flag or banner for all to see. I mean, I'm 26 and I kind of want one! Or, customize a flag or banner for your newly engaged friends. It could showcase their new name, or simply say "love". Hosting a baby shower? Decorate with adorable bunting, or give personalized as a gift that can be hung with care in the nursery.
Bunting is a niche in the arts and crafts market that I wasn't aware of until now. With quality craftsmanship, and a knack for creating appealing designs, Little Kitten Homemade is sure to be a successful shop.