Sunday, May 31, 2009

wobbly sweetness

I really like the word wobbly. It's just fun to say. And unlike most of the fun words I use, my spellcheck totally doesn't get mad when I use it! How cool is that? My dog has this really pretty ball. It's in all these rainbow colors and it's like this twisty braided ball. I'm pretty sure I like it a lot more than she does. That's not the point. It's pretty and fun and it has the word wobbly in it.

I'm sure you're wondering about my sudden obsession with the word wobbly. I'll let my Spoonful for tonight explain it:

They're Wobbly Bowls! How. Cool. Is. THAT? Aren't they beautiful? So many pretty colors. And they make me so happy! And they have a little pattern in them, which just adds to the coolness. I want to buy all the colors and have a bright, happy dinnerware set that all my friends will envy. And then I will flaunt them when they come visit and refuse to tell them where I got them because no one is allowed to be as cool as me. Ok, that might be mean. I just love them though! I would do my kitchen in neutrals; browns, tans, taupes. And then all the sudden *BAM* my dishes would come out. I'm pretty sure I've thought about this way too much.

Anyway, they come from atelierBB. She has some other incredible items in her shop, so be sure to check them all out. I especially like the Tapas Crostini platters too! I have no idea what a Tapas Crostini is, but I know I need one. Or four.

I'm in love. And I'm pretty sure my Wobbly Plates won't be divorcing me. The only thing a girl can count on is her dinnerware.


neti-pot is my hero

Well, I think that the Vineyard Spam Salad is by far the favorite. I'll make sure to list it first in my recipe book. Oh and thanks for the Hawaii tip, Angela :) Maybe I could do some kind of coconut-pineapple Spam thing...

I went to Wal-Mart tonight and I needed canned chicken, which happens to be right by the Spam. Holy cow there's all kinds. Spam turkey, Spam with Real Hormel Bacon. Gross. Funny Spam story...the guy I dated in college has an awesome family. Every year they did a camp-out/family reunion thing. One year we had a Spam theme. Everyone made different Spam recipes and we had a Spam carving contest. Then they made a giant slingshot using a tree and something stretchy and we shot Spam all over the place. It was hysterical. Good times.

I also got a Neti-Pot. For those of you who don't know what that is, see here. The video is quite entertaining, even if you already know what it is. I didn't do any of the exercises afterwards. I hope I don't die. Anyway, the thing cleans out your sinuses and nasal passages. I have had horrible sinus problems all my life, and I pretty much always have a stuffy nose. I had seen this on Oprah (gotta love Dr. Oz!) and I've wanted to try it ever since. It just doesn't come to mind when I'm doing my grocery list. I happened to be on the aisle that had Neti-Pots today (which happens to be the same aisle as the roach spray...odd) and I decided to take the plunge.

I was always scared that I wouldn't be able to just let water "flow gently", as they put it, through the inner workings of my nose. But I'm desperate, especially after being sick for the past week or so. So I got it. And I did it! At first it kinda felt like when you get water up your nose in the pool and it kinda stung and made my eyes water. But after you get the tilt of your head right, it just kinda flows through. It really doesn't feel like anything. I wanted to watch myself do it in the mirror, but when I looked up I choked on the water. Oops.

Anyway, it really, really worked! I'm not going to give you the gory details, but suffice it to say that it definitely cleaned out my sinuses and I can breathe for the first time in days! Oh Neti-Pot, how I love thee.

I was gonna do my Spoonful, but I have to go eat dinner now. Be back later!


Saturday, May 30, 2009

gmail helps in the kitchen!

Well, Gmail continues to amuse me with their ever-so-helpful ads. I make sure to check them out every time I'm in my email now. I emptied my spam folder today and it started offering up yummy sounding spam recipes. Let's take a vote and decide which one sounds the tastiest:

Spam Veggie Pita Pockets - Serves 8 (Oh thank God! We'll have extras!)

Spam Fajitas - Add extra salsa if desired (I'm pretty sure extra salsa would be required to choke it down.)

Vineyard Spam Salad - Combine grapes, spam, pea pods and onions in large bowl (Pea pods? Who uses pea pods as an ingredient?)

French Fry Spam Casserole - Bake 30-40 minutes (You can actually hear your arteries clogging!)

Ginger Spam Salad - Serves 1. Refrigerate overnight (And who said spam wasn't healthy? It's salad, people!)

Skillet Spam Fry - Stir until golden (Spam can get golden?)

Ok, I could do this all night. Every time I refresh the spam page it gives me a new one. This is lots of fun. Pretty soon I'll have enough to make a whole spam recipe book. It will fly off the shelves. I know all my loyal blog followers will buy a copy, right? They also gave me another "Get Happier" ad. I wonder how many of those they have. The website doesn't work though. I tried and it said the link appeared to be broken. If I wasn't suicidal before, I am now. That was the only thing I was holding on for. The only good thing left in my life. Goodbye cruel world!

Sleep tight!


bath sweetness with attitude

You know how Blogger sends you an email when you get a comment? Well, I was reading my comment emails from the suicidal Gmail post this morning, and I got a new ad:

Don't Let It Get To You - - Anger is Bad! Happy is Good :-) Learn How To Let Go Of Negativity

Apparently, my comments about my blog about my Gmail diagnosed depression (or GDD as we in the psychology world refer to it) have led to more ads encouraging me to buck up; put on a happy face; be my own best friend! This one is a little more accurate though. Anger would better describe my hang-up. They're getting warmer! Talk about targeted advertising.

I got my cool new mesh shorts in the mail today. Now, I know what you're thinking; "I thought you weren't buying anything." This is true. However, I have classified shorts as a need. If you disagree, come down to Houston and walk my dog in 95 degree heat with 200% humidity in black yoga pants. Then we'll see what your priorities are. 

Anyway, I ordered these cute little mesh shorts from Soffe. I love mesh shorts, but I have a hard time finding girl length ones. I look ghetto in the ones that go down to my knees. I was hesitant to get them because they're called "Mesh Teeny Tiny Shorts", and in the description it said that they "run small". For crying out loud. Michelle does not wear anything that "runs small" with "teeny tiny" in the name. Basically because I'm too old to be walking around looking like a hussy.

I was very torn because they're darling and I can't find normal length ones anywhere. Plus they were only $10. They don't look so bad in the picture by themselves, but in the picture where a girl (hussy) is wearing them, it looks like she has them pulled up to her boobs and twisted and clipped in the back. Lordy. Has anyone else noticed that 12-year-old girls prance around looking like cheap call-girls? Because for real. I would slap my child seven ways to Sunday if she ever dared to wear something like that out of the house. On that note, there's a really hilarious book called "Stop Dressing Your Six-Year-Old Like a Skank" by Celia Rivenbark. Amen sister.

Ok, focus. I debated for awhile, and then went ahead and got a pair, just to see. They came in the mail today and I was pleasantly surprised to find that my business was completely covered when wearing them. You're not gonna catch me looking like a hoochie. So now I must have them in every color.

I'm trying to think of a smooth and/or witty segway into my Spoonful of Sugar. Not that I've ever bothered before, but I wanted to today for some reason. Alas, I'm coming up blank. So I'm just going to go with my usual: sudden, choppy and basically non-existent transition.

Ok, so I know that all my Spoonfuls have been bath stuff lately (as Keirsten so kindly pointed out), but cut me some slack. I feel like crap. All I want to do is soak in something wonderful and I'm out of soaky stuff. I'm operating in crisis mode. I'm doing the best I can.

Today I have another bath bomb. I tried to search for other things, really I did. But my heart wasn't in it. I love it when people use unique or funny names for their items. So this caught my eye, not only because it was a bath bomb, but because the name cracked me up. It comes from Baths Not Bombs. It's called Suck It, Cramps. Freaking awesome. Bath products with attitude. My kind of stuff.

It would be really awesome if she made one called "Suck It, Ex-Husband." I'm not sure exactly what would go into that one, but then I don't know a whole lot about essential oils and the like.

I'm, once again, not getting anything done today. I'm going to attempt to make my own earrings. Aren't I frugal and money conscious?? In reality, I'm bored of watching TV and I really don't feel like grouting. I can make earrings in bed though :) I might do some more serving utensils, but that might require too much of a commitment from me at the moment.


Friday, May 29, 2009

apparently i write depressing emails

So I have Gmail. They always pick advertisements for your page based on what words are in your emails and stuff. For example, if I'm writing about tile, it shows me a bunch of ads for grout or tile junk. I don't pay much attention to them usually, but I was checking my email and this one caught my eye (maybe because it was the large banner ad at the top...):

Go Get HAPPIER! Go. There. Now. - Do You Really Want to be Miserable For Even One Second Longer?

I shit you not. Word for word.

I laughed until I had tears streaming down my face. I dunno what the hell I'm writing, but apparently Gmail thinks I'm teetering on the edge. That's freaking hysterical. I just thought I'd share the smile :)

awards are fun!!

I got another award today! It came from Dip Your Toes Into Something New. It was so sweet for her to think of me and I really appreciate it!

I love getting one and then giving it to someone else. It makes me feel all important. Like the Wizard of Oz! Oh, oh or the person that gets to hand out the trophies on big award shows. Or Vanna White!

This one is called the "Honest Scrap" award. I like the little logo. These things are addicting in a chain letter sort of way...

Here are the rules:
- Thank the person who gave me the award and list their blog and link it
- List 10 honest things about myself
- Put a copy of The Honest Scrap Logo on my blog.
- Select 7 other worthy bloggers & list their links 
- Notify the bloggers of the award

I'm going to pick different people from the ones I chose the other night. Everyone needs a fair shot. No publicity hogs :) Alphabetical order again...

Ok, here are my 10 honest things:

1. I see a whole lot of things that make me wonder what the hell other people were thinking.
2. I feel like I'm 90 because when we walk the dog and teenagers drive or walk by I think things such as, "Turn the damn music down," "There's a speed limit for a reason," "Pull up your pants," and just plain "Shut the hell up."
3. I cannot live without sticky notes. I always buy really cute planners with good intentions and then I end up sticking stickies in and on my planner. I'm not sure I actually ever write in the danged thing. Looks cute though.
4. I sing really loud when I work.
5. I think the prices for cell phones are outrageous. Holy crap, I just want to be able to text and call 911 if I need to.
6. I have about zero patience.
7. I floss every night.
8. I have to take sleeping pills to sleep at all.
9. My feet always hurt.
10. I'm really good at figuring out what really, really bugs people and then doing it on purpose.

So there ya go. An award and more than you probably ever wanted to know about me. I'm going to make grilled cheese now. I make the best grilled cheese ever. Slap your mama good. Ask anyone.

sugar shots

Wow. I'm impressed with myself. I'm posting my Spoonful before dark!! It's because I'm sick and I don't feel like grouting. So I'm just sitting in bed with my computer watching TV. I really do need to get some grouting done today though. I think I'm just gonna have to take some more Tylenol and suck it up. I wish I could grout in bed...

I'm going to explain my title because I'm pretty sure it might only make sense in my anti-histamine soaked brain. I was thinking about sugar and wrists (cause it's a bracelet) and I kept thinking about tequila shots. You know, where you lick your wrist and sprinkle salt on it? I kept thinking about doing that with sugar. Hence the name 'sugar shots'.

My Spoonful today comes from Lune Designs. Not only is she an incredibly talented jewelry designer, but she's a very good friend. She's a great source of support and always good for a laugh-until-you-cry comment. She made this bracelet the other day and it was love at first sight. She used real live hardware to make it! I'm impressed. Check out her blog too! You won't be sorry you did :)

This just screams, "Buy me Michelle!" I look longingly at it everyday. I need to decide when my buying fast is going to end. Probably when Michelle gets a job or starts selling stuff...Feel free to browse my shop, people :)

Well, I'm going to make an attempt to get something useful done today. Or I might curl up and die. It's a toss up.



You know you love giveaways! I'm doing one and Oceanside Creations is hosting it! You can enter to win $20 to spend in my store! I'm so excited!! :)

Tell your friends!

it's gonna take more than sugar... cure what ails me. I feel like crap. Again. I've been downing cold and cough medicine like my life depends on it. Which I'm pretty sure it does, at this point. Pretty sure I have strep throat. I've been in denial. When I was still in school, I got it about twice a year. Since then (about 8 years) I've gotten it about 5 times. I'm going to have to admit defeat and go to the doctor. Clearly this is going to take antibiotics. *groan* Antibiotics make me sick. I'd rather just die and get it over with. I can't sleep because of the swollen burning of my throat (yay!) so I'm hopped up on My-Quil and posting my Spoonful.

Nothing sounds better than a really good soak in some really hot bath water. Filled with something designed to make me feel better. So I found me something. Now if only I could have it now. Right now. It comes from Raw Beauty. It's called "Get Well Bath Tea".

There's a whole bunch of other really cool stuff in this shop. Including something called "Sex Kitten Bath Tea". Hello...not that I'm having sex. Probably another part of my problem. Anyway, not even sex sounds better than a nice long soak in this bath tea. Soothing for my achy muscles and my sore throat, cough, and sniffles. Plus it comes in the absolute cutest jar ever! I love jars like that.

I'm going to lay down before I fall down. Night all.


Thursday, May 28, 2009

i don't want to be tacky

I have a few projects that didn't turn out quite like I wanted. On one shelf (that would have been danged pretty!) I used a grout sponge that this guy at Lowes recommended. Last time I do that. It scratched the tile all to hell. Thing is, you can't tell unless you look close and since it's a shelf you'd sit stuff on it anyway. One is a wall hanging that I used mosaic tile instead of floor tile for. It looks cute, but it's not what I would normally do. Anyway, I've noticed that some people have "scratch and dent" sections on their Etsy pages. I was thinking about doing that and just marking the stuff way down. I'd call it something cute like "Live and Learn" or "Trial and Error". But I was just wondering if that would be tacky or not. I tend to think it would be ok, but I wanted to get every one's opinion. So, should I do it or not???

Also, is a 3rd tattoo tacky? The one's I have are really small and they have meaning. I think they're classy and I always get them somewhere that I can cover up if need be. I have a heart thingy on the lower right side of my back and a tribal cross on my ankle. The new one I want to get is a symbol that means "begin anew". It's really beautiful and unique. I have three possible locations for it; on my side, like on my ribs kinda under my arm, on the back of my neck, and under my ear. Here's pictures of my current and possible tattoos. I know the pants line going through the middle of my heart is cute. Sorry. These were cell phone pics, so they're not fabulous.

So what do we think? Tacky or no? Speak up, people! I'm going to bed now. Hope everyone has a fantastic night!


Wednesday, May 27, 2009

lovely is such a sweet word!

I got a blog award! It's called the "Lovely Blog Award". It was given to me by Audrey from Audrey's Country Crafts. It made my day to know that someone thought that highly of me :) Thanks Audrey! Here are the rules for the "Lovely Blog Award":

Here are the rules to receiving this award...
1. Accept the award, post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award, and his or her blog link.
2. Pass the award to 15 other blogs that you’ve newly discovered.
3. Remember to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award.

I guess you're not supposed to put the person who awarded you on your list, but she would so be on there! My 15 are people who I know consistently read my blog, comment, and also write wonderful blogs themselves! I appreciate all of you so much! Here's my list (In alphabetical order. No favorites here!)

So, it's not like the Nobel Prize or anything, just a little appreciation from me to you!


best friend since 1st grade sugar

So I got my swimsuits in the mail today. My God they're gorgeous. Especially this white one I got...In fact, I think I'll just show you :) They were on sale for $10 apiece, so I was incredibly proud of myself. Here they are:

Cuteness #1

So, good news is they actually fit! Hallelujah for that. Bad news is, I need to run a whole lot more before Corpus. Now I have really cute motivation though!

So Corpus and swimsuits make me think of the 4th of July. And I remembered something that my very best friend Stacy has in her shop that I adore! So it's my Spoonful for tonight. I've seen it in person folks, and it's darling. It's from Stacy's Stitches.

She has a whole lot of cute stuff in the works. She's awesome at custom orders! She's been getting a lot from Alchemy lately. Also, go to her blog and see the absolutely beautiful dress she made for a little girl's birthday! I wanted one...I hope she puts something like that in her store. It's perfect for summer! Love you Tace!


P.S. This is the woman who saved my shorts. If that's not a ringing endorsement, I don't know what is.

when you ask nicely, you should get what you want

I am going to respectfully request that everyone who makes and sells jewelry on Etsy stop posting and remove current listings for earrings until my obsession becomes controllable. You would be doing a fellow human being a great service. We all want to do what's right, now don't we?


Tuesday, May 26, 2009

sweet kisses

Have I mentioned how much I love all of your comments and emails? I so appreciate everyone who reads and leaves me little notes. I try really hard to get around to every one's blog and post comments. I just wanted everyone to know that you guys are the best!!

Tonight's Spoonful is for your lips. I am obsessed with Burt's Bees lip balm. However, I'm finding that in the midst of my sassy earring phase, I'm wanting some color on my lips. I don't do gloss (too sticky) and I don't do lipstick (too much color). I think I look weird when the tint is too strong. I have so many "tried and failed" tinted lip balms that it's not even funny. I'm to the point where I'm scared to waste my money anymore. But today I searched, out of curiosity (which killed the cat, BTW) on Etsy. I found a lot, but after much deliberation (because we all know how much I like to shop), I chose this 3-pack from Laughing Leaf Farm.

The colors look perfect, plus you get 3 for a very good price! That way if one doesn't work, I have two more chances! This could restore my faith in tinted lip balm :) And it's on sale. It would have to be on sale. I LOVE sales. I haven't bought anything yet, so I don't want to ruin it. But this is a good price. And I need it. Ok well, maybe I don't exactly need it. But still. If want gets bad enough it turns into need, right? No? Ok. Does anyone want a handmade personal shopper? Cause I would so find you exactly what you need. I'd get my shopping fix and you wouldn't have to sort through the millions of products out there. Wouldn't that be fantastic???

The buying willpower is wavering. If I get the lip balm, I'll have to get the bath bombs. Because seriously, who puts $6 on their credit card? I'd need something else to even make it worth it. Right? No again? *sigh*


make you believe, make you forget

I love it when there's a mail holiday and it gets backed up so you get a bunch of things on one day!! I got 3 packages today. Earrings, earrings, and earrings!! My obsession has arrived. They're darling. I went out and a ledge (ok, for me) and wore a pair with my gray v-neck t-shirt today. Normally I would deem that too 'casual' for dangle earrings. I'm clearly getting daring in this new stage of life.

Anyway, I adore them. I'm making Stacy get drinks and maybe do some dancing with me this week so I can wear more! Perhaps the earrings will be the kick start of my new singleness. I'm actually able to say 'single' without tearing up. Go me.

My dog just dropped her slobbery baby onto my keyboard. Guess someone wants to play. It's a beaver that my sister got her the other day. She's chewed all it's feet and one ear off. She sleeps with it at night. Apparently I'm going to have to start going the 'woodland creatures' route on her stuffed toys. I think I'm going to get a squirrel next time and sit it on the stump of this tree in our yard. Maybe she'll think she got one for real. And she just hit me in the face with it. Nasty. She doesn't like being ignored. She's barking at me now. Attention whore. She's so stinking cute.

I went to all the network websites today so I could see what kind of shows they have lined up for the summer. My DVR is getting dismally bare. I've made a list of potential new favorites. Yes, I'm that bad. If there's someone who hasn't watched "In Plain Sight" on USA, check it out. It's one of the best shows ever!

According to the UPS tracking website, my new swimsuits should be here tomorrow. Then I can promptly start getting rid of my tank top and shorts tan. Thank the good Lord. It's getting ridiculous.

I also thought I'd post some doggie pictures. Cause I love my baby! There's a bunch of her being a princess on the bed, couch, and chair. Then the one to the right is her riding in the car with me and falling asleep in the front seat sitting up. Then, of course, when she was a puppy! I can't believe she was ever that tiny!

I don't think this post has a point. I'm just in a happy mood today and felt like writing. Be back later for the Spoonful!


Monday, May 25, 2009

candlelit sugar

Ok, so I really love the show "Jon & Kate Plus 8". I've always loved how real it seemed. No one toned it down or put on a happy face for the cameras. And those kids are precious. I'm sure everyone knows about the drama with the two of them at the moment. Normally, I don't care about junk like that. Happens every day. But I really thought those two would be ok. I watched the season premiere tonight and it made me so sad.

It broke my heart to see their faces. Because I know those faces. I know exactly what they were feeling. I know what it feels like to look at the person you though you were going to grow old with and wonder who the hell they are. Kate especially kills me. I can't imagine having the whole world think that my life was their business. I've told friends and family that it was none of their business what happened in my marriage (in nicer words, but still). I just look at them and I can see it.

It's a face I wish I knew nothing about. I wish I could look at that face and think, "Wow that must be hard" instead of knowing what it's like to be behind it. I know some people probably think that it's a publicity stunt and so on. It sounds stupid and sappy, but I know better. I see the pain and confusion. I see the effort to put on a happy face even though it's constantly there. I'm so glad that I don't have kids involved. I mean, I wanted kids with him, but in the end I'm glad we don't have kids that have to deal with it too. Because you know they know. I'm also glad I don't have to be in the public eye. I think they are both being calm and gracious in all of this. I would lose my mind. There are probably 3 people that know what really happened in my marriage. At least 3 that I've told. God knows how many he's told.

I don't know what the point to all that was. It just touched me. I wanted to reach through the screen and grab her hand. He's better at hiding it, but then men usually are. Whatever either one of them did or didn't do, it's hard for them both. You can tell they both wonder where it went wrong. That they remember that it used to be so good and wonder where that went. Ugh. Divorce should be illegal.

Anyway, sorry for not showing yesterday. I felt awful. I still feel icky today, but I'm functioning. I think my wisdom tooth is infected though. My whole jaw hurts. It's my own fault because I refuse to have them out. They're pretty much all the way in. I can chew with them. They usually don't bother me, but every now and then one will get infected. It's never hurt this bad before. I'm swishing with hydrogen peroxide and water. My orthodontist used to make me do that when I had braces and my gums would get infected. It's the most disgusting thing in the world, but it works. So hopefully a few days of that will take care of the issue.

I'm really excited because the last few days I've been working on my crosses. I've been wanting to do them forever, but I couldn't find a base I liked. I finally found some and I felt good enough today to get some pictures outside so I could get them posted! Go check them out in my shop :)

I found the cutest little Spoonful tonight. I love the simplicity of it and I'm a wrought iron freak. It's so rustic and elegant at the same time. Adore it! It's a wrought iron candle chandelier. It hangs from the wall instead of the ceiling too. I'm picturing one on each side of my dining room table...

It comes from Bacon Square Farm. I would love to do my whole house around a piece like this!

Candles always make everything feel better. Especially when they're in something this cute and unique! Ya'll have a good night. I'm going to bed early!


Saturday, May 23, 2009

taking my sweet time

I feel seriously icky tonight. Like ill. Like throwing up. Not that any of you wanted to know that. I dunno what the deal is. I'm dedicated though. Here I am doing my Spoonful before I fall into bed. It's only cause I had it picked out a few days ago. I never would have actually searched for it feeling like this.

Anyway, I'm finding I need new everything because everything reminds me of my husband. Most recently I discovered that my watch reminds me of him. I remember the night we got it. It was a good night. Ugh. Maybe that's why I'm sick.

Anyway, I went watch searching on Etsy. As with everything else, I'm very picky about my watches. I absolutely fell in love with this one though. It comes from McFarland Creations.

I adore it! Now only if I actually needed a watch. I'm really trying to be better about the want vs. need thing. We're in hour 14 and I'm doing pretty dang good. Check with me after I've been puking all night though.

Good night all. If I don't make it back, happy Memorial Day weekend. Take some time to pray for and think about those who are sacrificing for this country. Being a military wife gave me an incredible appreciation for the things they go through. I have some good friends (including my soon-to-be-ex) who are deployed right now so you can be safe. For all the bitter things I feel, he's a good person. Really, he is. He's done his best to be kind and walk me through this when I need him. He's on his 3rd deployment. I think about him and worry about his safety often. I want everyone to return home safely. 

They work so hard and give so much, even for those who are completely unappreciative. This is something I am very passionate about. Seeing the struggle firsthand, I can tell you that whether you agree with the war or not, they are doing what is best for you. No matter what you believe, they are fighting for your right to believe it openly and to express yourself. Remember that there are husbands and wives who are sleeping alone tonight. There are children who haven't seen their father or mother in months. There are parents who pray every night for their son or daughter to make it through one more day. They do it selflessly and at their own personal expense. For that I say, God bless them and their families in extraordinary ways.


"It is the soldier, not the reporter, who has given us freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer, who has given us the freedom to demonstrate. 
It is the soldier, not the lawyer, who has given us the right to a fair trial. 

It is the soldier who salutes the flag, who serves under the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag, who allows the protester to burn the flag." 
-Father O'Brien 

"We sleep soundly in our beds because rough men stand ready in the night to visit violence on those who would do us harm." 
-Winston Churchill

Friday, May 22, 2009

sweet soaking

I worked my rear off today. I got a whole lot done though. I had a big group of things in the garage that I was staining and they all dried today. That meant lots of sticking tile onto things this afternoon. And that means lots of grouting tomorrow. I got some custom items finished and posted too. And I posted two new regular items to my shop. I should be having a flood of new items soon. Then I need to sit back and be patient. I need to stop spending money I'm not making :)

I'm so gross. I haven't showered today. I don't want to yet cause I still have to take Jers for her evening walk. I'll just be drenched in sweat all over again. Then I'd have to shower again. And showering twice in the space of an hour is not something Michelle does.

So in the spirit of being clean and relaxed, my Spoonful today is a little bit of bath heaven. I recently got these salts scented with Plumeria. They smell soooooo good! Does anyone remember when Bath & Body Works first opened and like their only scent was Plumeria and two others? Anyway, when I got those salts, it reminded me how much I liked that scent. So I searched for Plumeria scented things on Etsy. This was by far and large my favorite. It comes from Marmalade Hills.

First of all, I love bath bombs. They're my favorite bath things ever. Well that and bath salts, but they're kind of the same thing. I do like how bath bombs fizz though. That's fun. I need to focus. These are silky cream bath bombs. That just sounds completely decadent. It's got coconut milk and real silk fibers and a bunch of other things I know nothing about. But man do they sound good. This will be my treat to myself for the next sale I make.

Someone please go buy something now!! :)


thanks everyone...

...for the sweet emails and comments. They make me smile.

Sometimes I just need to wallow in self-pity for a bit. Luckily, I don't stay too long. Writing is my outlet, so mostly I sound like a whiny baby. I swear I'm not :)

Anyway, I have work to do, I just wanted to drop in and say I appreciate everyone who reads my blog, and I love the comments and emails. They're always welcome. Thanks for letting me be a baby and not taking me off your followers list :)


Thursday, May 21, 2009

maybe it's because i'm so tired

I'm sad tonight. I haven't cried in a long time. I thought maybe I had finally run out of tears. I was hoping I had at least. I can't pinpoint why I'm upset, but the pain is back. I know it wasn't ever really gone. I just got better at coping. At forgetting.

This whole thing has made me doubt myself and I hate that. I'm scared to be myself. Scared to say and do the things that I want to because I'm afraid someone else I love won't like it and they'll leave. I'm afraid someone else will take my inventory and find me lacking. I'm afraid I'll never be good enough again. And not just good enough, but great. I'm terrified of never being someone's everything again. I used to be comfortable with myself and in my skin, and he took that from me. I feel stupid and gross and ugly and bitchy and impossible to live with. He called me a burden. More painful words have never been spoken.

I want it to be gone though. I don't want to hurt. I don't want to ache for something that's over. But how do you stop something like that? If someone knows, please tell me. People act like I should just be able to shut it off. It's over, let it go. I wish, I WISH it was that easy. If I could blink all of it away, I would.  I so would. None of that "smile cause it happened" shit. It would just be gone. I'm so tired of hearing about how this is a "growing process" and how I'll "learn something". Just give it time. Everything happens for a reason. Yeah. Ok. Just once I wish someone would tell me, "It f-ing sucks and there's not a damn thing in hell you can do about it." At least I'd know they really knew what they were talking about.

I know people mean well when they tell me nice things, but I'm just so tired. I'm so, so tired. Hurting is exhausting. I'm getting impatient. I really thought it would have been significantly easier at this point. I've tried it all. Done all I can do. I so quit.

But who knows. Maybe that's what I need. Maybe I need to quit. To give up. Not real sure how to do that either. Maybe at some point I'll be too drained to care. Thought I would have been there by now. My God, can I please just get there?

I found a quote I like better than those sappy, sentimental ones. I found one that might be a bit on the cynical side. But you know what? At least it has some kind of plan to it. It makes a good point. It doesn't refer vaguely to rainbows and bunnies in the future. It talks about now. And making sure you don't get hurt again. And let me tell you what: I cannot do this again. I'm still not sure if this will break me, but I'm sure a second time would.

So, therefore:

"A wise girl kisses, but doesn't love. Listens, but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left."
-Marilyn Monroe

Amen, sister.

evil sweetness

I'm still sick. I'm still tired. Ugh. But I got a whole lot done today. Grouting, sealing, pictures, postings, and staining! Now I just want to eat dinner and fall into bed. Still have a few things to do though. Thought I'd take a break and do my Spoonful though.

I'm too tired to write about anything funny or bitch. I'm just gonna do my Spoonful and get my stuff finished so I can lay down and watch my DVR.

I don't remember how I found this one. Maybe on the front page of Etsy. I just thought it was really unique and too cute. Plus I like the name of it. Makes me think of Snow White and fairy tales. I could sure use a fairy tale. Any day now...I'll be patient...

It comes from Edor. It's called Evil Apple.

Green is my favorite and it's so different! Makes you feel like you need an apple necklace. But then, who doesn't?


Wednesday, May 20, 2009

she makes my heart happy

This is the face of the love of my life. And she can say my name. Is there anything sweeter than that?

avoiding life, one sugar covered post at a time...

I feel like crap today. My nose is runny & stuffy. My eyes itch. I have the worst sinus headache ever in the whole wide world. Everytime I so much as raise my arm I feel like I'm going to pass out. And still I have work to do. Ugh. Just so everyone knows, the scent of stain severely aggravates a cold. I still got stuff done today, but then I took a soaky bath with a eucalyptus bath bomb. Now I'm sitting in bed in my PJ's watching TV and shopping online.

I painted my toes today. It's kind of a pinky-orange color. I call it "Hooker Orange". I also have "Hooker Red" and "Hooker Pink". Do we see a rather disturbing pattern? Not that I think anyone would ever name their nail polish hooker-anything. I probably would though. It would make me laugh and I'd buy it just because it said hooker in the name. Maybe I should start naming the stuff in my shop hooker-something. That might generate some business...

I like it when people heart me on Etsy. It makes me smile. I make sure to always check out the shops of people who heart me, and my Spoonful of Sugar for today comes from someone who just hearted me this afternoon. It's a pretty little treasure chest from Sister Butterfly.

There are tons of beautiful treasure chests to look at! Plus having a treasure chest would just be cool. It would be like being a kid again when every rock you found was a treasure. Unfortunately, my taste in "treasure" has gotten a bit more expensive since then, but shouldn't beautiful things have a beautiful home?

Just so everyone knows, I try to contact everyone I feature in my blog. I'd so want to know if I got featured somewhere. Even on a dinky blog like mine :) But sometimes I forget to do it! So I'm sorry if you've been featured and never got a message.

I'm off to wallow in my misery. If I spend money today, I'm going to blame it on the anti-histamines.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

candied trees

You know what the most important part of tiling is? Besides the tile, I mean. It's the grout. It pulls the piece together and gives it a finished, cohesive look. Without grout, it looks like you just glued a bunch of tile on something.

You know my my least favorite part of tiling is? Grouting. It's such a job! Put it on. Squish it into every crack. Smooth it out and make sure there are no gaps. Let it dry just long enough before you get out a sponge and scrub the crap out of it. Scrub until your arm wants to fall off. Then scrub some more. Then wipe the edges of the tiles to make sure you have even, straight grout lines. Repeat as necessary.

I grouted all day today. My right arm is shaking. I'm exhausted. I was wearing a tank top today and I looked in the mirror and my right arm is actually visibly bigger than my left. It's actually a nice arm. All tone and defined. My armpit roll has even disappeared. My left arm looks the same as it always did. *sigh* I'm going to have to start lifting weights with just my left arm. Sadness.

I've tried to grout and scrub with my left hand, but I'm really bad at it. I'm far from ambidextrous. I'd be curious to know how many calories I burn when I'm grouting. I did 6 things today. It took me 7 hours. I have to grout them all a second time tomorrow. Yay. Something to look forward to.

Today's Spoonful of Sugar comes from By Apryl. She makes really cool wire things. My favorites are the trees! They're really cool. It kinda reminds me of something that my gma used to have. A throwback :)
This isn't my birthstone. Mine is garnet, but I liked these so much better. They were more summery too. I also like the candle rings. Check out all her stuff!

I have to ice my arm now. Gotta be primed for "Grouting: Round Two" tomorrow.

Monday, May 18, 2009

sugar on wheels (2010 Lexus SUV wheels...)

I'm so danged tired. I spent all day today at Stacy's. I went this morning to see Kaitlin's program at school. She was precious. Her age group was really too young to do the singing program part, but she was in the "Praise Parade" at the end. All the kids circled the audience and they flicked the lights on and off. And on and off. I think I had a seizure. But she was darling. Kinda looked like a deer in the headlights. They all kinda did, actually. It was hilarious. This one girl was singing a song called "I Want to be Like Jesus" and she was dropping it like it was hot. They had to bend over and touch their toes at a certain part of the time and she shimmied up and down. Mini-Britney. Hysterical.

And GUESS WHAT!!! Kaitlin said "Aunt Chelle" today!!! OMG I cried. It was the sweetest thing ever! I thought it might be too much of a mouthful, but she just up and said it today. I don't think my heart has been that happy in a long, long time. They have a puppy named Paisley and it's so funny when she says that too.

Whenever I go out to Stacy's I usually spend the day cause they live in the sticks. So when I go home it's generally pretty late. It was earlier than usual tonight, but maybe I should have stayed later. All the young 'uns were still out on the road when I left. Lord God I hope I never drove that badly. And who the F is giving 12-year-olds driver's licenses??? There was this car riding my ass on the two-lane and we got to a stoplight so I looked at him. Homeboy could barely see over the steering wheel of his 2010 Lexus SUV! Are you serious right now? I mean, I got my dream car when I turned 16, but my dream car was a 6-year-old Mustang. Pretty sure Dad paid cash for it. Also pretty sure he would have laughed in my face if I asked for anything resembling a Lexus. Who gives these children these cars and sets them loose?? And doesn't anyone have a curfew anymore? It's a school night for crying out loud. He might screw up his finger painting tomorrow cause he was out so late. I swear. Does no one else see the lunacy of it all?

I'm about to fall asleep on my keyboard and I'm pretty sure that wouldn't make for a very interesting blog post. I also have 23 minutes until midnight. At midnight (central time), I've missed my Spoonful for the day. We can't have that. No sir.

So this is going to be pretty quick. It doesn't mean I like the item any less, it just means that I'm going to lose my ever-loving mind here pretty soon. So, without further ado, my Spoonful of Sugar! It comes from Coal Creek Crossing. It's a really lovely cross to hang on your wall.

I was also too tired and crappy to save it to my computer to resize it. Sorry guys. I feel like a jerk, but sometimes jerk is just where you are in life. I'm that exhausted. It really is a beautiful and unique shop though. I picked it out a few days ago, so thought actually did go into this.

And stay tuned because I'm going to post some beautiful wall crosses in my shop soon...

And now I'm going to work on my petition to keep babies out from behind the wheel and then go to bed.


Sunday, May 17, 2009

swimming in sugar

So, I always walk the dog twice a day. We do 1.5 miles in the morning and 1 mile at night. This is because I have the time to do that. Don't think for a second that I get up at the crack of dawn, walk, go to work, then come home and walk. Because that does not happen. I am not a motivated exercise person.

Anyway, I used to jog with the pup, but since she broke her leg we had to take it really slow once she could actually go on walks again. She got released to be normal over a week ago, but I've been going easy on her because I don't want to overdo it. Yeah right. Don't buy that for a second. I got lazy. But I delude myself into thinking I'm just being a really good mom. So today it was below broiling outside and I decided we'd run instead of walk. Funny story: it's so not easy to just start running again all the sudden. After a block I was pretty sure I was going to suck my lungs through my nose. Gotta start somewhere though, right?

This sudden motivation mostly comes from the fact that I'm going to Corpus Christi over the 4th with Tammy and her family. I'm going to have to wear a bathing suit. In public. In front of people who are not my family. Sucking in only does so much. So I will run until I die and do sit-ups until I want to kill someone. Let's see if it does any good.

On the bright side, I'm a total idiot and didn't bring a swimsuit. It's in a storage unit in Georgia along with all my other crap. Along with the life I was supposed to have when I thought wedding vows meant something. Sorry. I haven't been bitter in awhile. It builds up. Anyway, swimsuit shopping and I have a love/hate relationship. I love getting new things and swimsuits are way pretty. But I hate putting them on my body. Especially in those dressing rooms. I swear someone miserable invented those lights so everyone would feel as crappy as they do. It's just one of those "it looks better on the hanger" situations. So I get all excited only to get body slammed by reality. Ah, the joy of not being able to hide a damn thing about yourself.

So that's my most recent complaint. Give me a few seconds and I'll think of something else to bitch about.

My Spoonful tonight is just darling. It's the cutest little tank top ever! It's one with regular straps. I don't like the spaghetti strap ones. One, because I feel naked, and two, because I have to wear a bra. Nature didn't give me a choice on that one. I don't like the bra strap hanging out of your shirt look. Strapless bras don't really do it for me either. I wear spaghetti tanks under stuff, just not alone. I bought one of those bra clippies that you see on infomercials. I don't remember what it's called. "Bra Perfect" maybe? Anyway, the whole point is that it connects your straps in the back so your regular bra turns into this racer back thing. Must say, I love it!

So, this darling top comes from Devil May Wear. First of all, I love that name. It's adorable. It makes me smile. There is no second of all.

I love the simplicity of it. I like shiny fabrics, but not too much. This is just enough glitz and class in one shirt. I'm sure I can find some cute as hell earrings to go with it :)

Oh, and I have another fun cuss word combo: FTS. Compliments of Keirsten. She makes fantastic jewelry and freaking cracks me up. Check out her blog here and her Etsy shop here.

Have a good night all!


Saturday, May 16, 2009

so true

I love quotes. I don't know why. It's just that feeling you get when someone says something you wish you had thought of yourself. Or something you felt but couldn't put into words. Anyway, I was reading my "Real Simple" magazine and I saw this quote:

"Be pretty if you can, be witty if you must, but be gracious if it kills you."
-Elsie De Wolfe


sugary goodness

Today was a shopping day! I loooooove shopping days! I got bunches of tile, trays, crosses, stuff to make my earring holders, and clothes :) Buying things makes me happy. I bought some earrings on Etsy too. I'm going to have to make myself an earring holder. A big one...

I was kind of lazy before shopping. I read a book. On my KINDLE! Sorry. Love the Kindle. I haven't read a whole lot this week since my family was here and I was working and junk. So I indulged today. It was fantastic. I read for almost 4 hours. Bliss. I'll never understand people who don't like to read. I know it sounds cheesy, but you can go anywhere, do anything, and be anyone! I dunno. I guess people who don't like reading will never understand me.

Today's Spoonful comes from Letha Colleen. It's a really cool collage. I can't imagine the time and care it would take to make something like this...

There is some really cool other stuff on there. It blows my mind. Check it out! Have a good night everyone!


Friday, May 15, 2009


I got featured in a treasury!! I'm so excited :)

It really is an awesome collection. Check it out

It was done by Audrey from Audrey's Country Crafts. See her Etsy store here and her blog here.

Thanks Audrey!

worse than a sugar addiction

Well, after my last post it shouldn't come as any surprise that my Spoonful today is earrings. I found a shop where I pretty much like, oh, all their earrings. It was too hard for me to pick one, so I picked two for pictures. This should reinforce how bad this all really is. *sigh* Oh well. Roll with the punches, right?

Without further ado, my Spoonful. They're from Gypsy Studio. They have such beautiful jewelry! It's sure to get noticed. In my ears. When I buy them all.

So check out the whole shop. I have to go look at earrings now. Have a great night!

i hope it's not contagious

I have a sickness. It came on suddenly. I am addicted to earrings. Thanks a lot, Mom. Maybe I'm making up for all the years I just wore plain studs in my many ear holes. I now have an insane fascination with dangle earrings. Which means I'm also going to have to find studs to match all my dangle earrings. Because I cannot wear my diamond (ok, CZ) earrings with everything. Six holes to fill. Not a lot of dollars to do it with. My oh my.

I've pulled up about 15 pairs on Etsy. All of which I really, really want to buy. Do you think earrings are a good enough reason for a bank loan? This is not good. This is so not good.

I've also decided I have to make myself an earring holder. We don't want all my pretties getting tangled and mangled, now do we? I've been thinking about making some for my shop, but I'm going to test run it on myself. It's going to be a picture frame thing with mesh in the middle. It kinda looks like window screening. Then you can stick your earrings through the mesh and have them all on a stylish, beautiful, unique tiled frame. I feel like I should have a some kind of catchy jingle to go with that sentence.

I'm seriously leaving my blog page to go search for more earrings. I need an intervention. Holy crap. I'm twitching. I have to go buy some earrings and then have them rush delivered because my earlobes cannot be deprived another day. I told you I was sick.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

charming sweetness

Look at how cool I am. I'm doing my Spoonful before 11pm. Glad I got up this morning :)

The house is all empty again. *sigh* It was nice having my family here. I got really, really lucky in the family department. Immediate and extended. Feeling that much love and support from that many people is awesome. Just one more thing I have to be grateful for.

This has to be kinda quick cause the dog wants to chase squirrels outside. I've kind of bombarded you with posts lately, so I'll make this one short and sweet (like sugar...I'm so witty).

I'm not usually a charm bracelet person. It's too much. It overwhelms my freakishly small wrists. But these might change my mind. They come from Poet Summer. I picked a cool one for the picture, but they're all so unique...

It's a Starbucks bracelet! I'm not a huge Starbucks fan, but I loved the colors. Check out all the other stuff in the shop! There's TONS to look through!

gaining perspective

I found out the other night that a friend of mine died on Monday. He technically was my sister's friend. They dated for awhile. But he kept in contact with me through Facebook and stuff. Every now and then he'd write me a goofy little message. He was just a baby. So, so young and really just full of life. He loved his family, his friends and his life. He was just one of those people that seemed invincible. He was a force of nature.

When my mom told me, it stopped me in my tracks. I just cried. I mean, we weren't super close, but he had so much ahead of him. It really blew my mind. It's always sad when someone dies, but his death just shocked the hell outta me. I guess it's always that way when someone you know dies. The face on the news means something then. He was just so strong, healthy, cute beyond belief, happy, funny, and sweet.

It really kind of puts you in your place. I was just rolling along, hurting and feeling sorry for myself, and then I heard that and it kind of shook me. I could die tomorrow. Would I be happy with how I've been spending the last few months? Probably not. It's not like you just get over a divorce or something like that. It's a process and there's lots of grieving and sorting to do. You can't stop that. But you can remember to be grateful. You can remember that each day is a gift. You can remember that there are much, much worse things than what is happening to you. You can keep things in perspective.

If you're the praying kind, send some prayers his family's way. Here's the link to an article that my mom sent me a few minutes ago. Read it, look at his picture and really see him, and remember to keep things in perspective.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

sugar covered purple elephants & yellow aardvarks

Went to dinner with the fam tonight. We ate a a really yummy restaurant called Potato Patch. They throws rolls at you. For real. This guy comes out with a big pan of rolls and tosses them to you. It's this fantastic home-cooking place. They have big yeast rolls and sometimes roll guy throws muffins. Homemade muffins...Then every table gets an appetizer of fried green tomatoes and fried okra for free. Welcome to Texas, ya'll. I think I ate more carbs tonight than I will for the rest of the year. Three rolls, a muffin, fried okra, chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes and gravy, and mac and cheese. I kid you not. I stuffed myself to the point of physical pain. Ah carbs. How I love thee.

I'm going to start a brand new psychological program. It will be called retail therapy. I don't care if it seems irresponsible or dangerous to your credit. It's a tried and true solution to most of life's problems. There's just something about getting new stuff that is good for the soul. Everyone can sign up for the low, low cost of $812. It's a deal, I know. There's a goody bag included :)

While getting new stuff heals all wounds (screw time!), I think a lot about what I can do to make myself happier. It's hard. What I want to be happy is my husband. I want my life back. But I don't get that. So I have to find a way around it. I was driving to my hair appointment today and I had an epiphany. I can let go and move on, no matter how much it hurts, or I can keep holding on to something that's already gone. I don't want to let go. I don't want to be in this position. But I'm learning that life rarely gives you a choice. I wish it was as easy as just letting go. It's going to be more like prying my cold dead fingers off. I know my heart is going to break many more times before I come out on the other side, but I guess it's just going to have to hurt.

That was all kind of random. I haven't had a lot of time to myself since family has been in town, so my thoughts build up all day and then I just start making absolutely no sense because my brain gets everything jumbled up. But this post is actually for my Spoonful of Sugar. I'll get to it now. And quick cause I took my sleeping pill...

I found this darling little thing the other day and I just keep coming back to it. It's from Lil' Sprout Knits.

I have this strange urge to buy a whole elephant family. I just want to hold it. I've always like weird stuffed animals. I had a koala, a hippo, and a moose when I was little. Had to be different...I just have a thing for cute little outcast animals. The elephant is becoming more popular though. You know what cracks me up? Aardvarks. People are making a lot of aardvark toys lately. Is it weird that I know that?

My sister had the hiccups the other day and she said that her boyfriend always makes her do something like spell 'purple elephant' out loud and it always works. Something to try. You could do 'yellow aardvark' too. Just a thought.

Anyway, go check out the elephant store. You won't be disappointed. Do it whether you have kids or not. We were all kids once right? Who doesn't need a stuffed elephant to make life seem a little happier and easier. Answer: no one.

P.S. I always publish my post and then read it over to check for mistakes and stuff. I just realized that in my labels for the post I totally wrote 'crabs' instead of 'carbs'. That would have brought in an interesting audience...

ok, i give

I seem to be frustrating people :) I'm not going to say the awful curse word phrase all together. So, maybe if I put some sentences in between it won't feel as bad. We all know what the middle word is. And if we don't, we shouldn't be cursing anyway. So, that's that.

I got my hair done! I looooove it! I'm blonde again (yay!) and I got that haircut where it's longer in the front and shorter in the back. Now I just need my pencil skirt and sexy earrings and I'll be all set. For what, I'm not sure. But I'll be set. I'm trying to take pics to text to my sister, but I always hate how they look. I'm making a funny face or my nose looks super duper crooked. Stupidness, I know. Maybe I'll photoshop them and then put them on here :) Just so you know, I look an awful lot like Charlize Theron, so don't be surprised if you can't tell us apart when you see the pic...Not that I would EVER photoshop someone else's face on mine.

And now, the first word is shit. So we've got the first two. The last one is the trickiest I think. Perhaps I will reveal that later...

So here are the hair pics. For those of you who don't know me, my hair was brown and down to my shoulders. So this is quite a change. Man my nose is crooked. I don't even have a cool broken nose story. I just came like that. I did get hit in the head with a beer bottle though. That's kind of a cool story. I couldn't get a good picture of the side. It's my cell phone people. I did the best I could. I also can't figure out how to get my pics side by side. That's really bugging me.

So anyway, that's the hair. It smells like yummy hair products now. I don't want to wash it out! I'm going out to dinner with the family tonight, so I'll get to show it off.

In other news, my Facebook ad has already reached it's spending limit for the day. Not that I have a really high limit, mind you. I just didn't think it would go so fast. Hopefully it will generate some traffic. I tried StumbleUpon, but it made me mad cause people could rate your site and I don't like it when people give me thumbs down. No one rates it unless they hate it. Stupid. At least Facebook doesn't tell me when I suck. They're PC like that.

Last word is hell. There. Now it's done. You know my dirty little secret cuss word phrase. Try it out though. Twenty bucks says it'll make you feel better. It's what I yell when I stub my toe or something. Great painkiller.

I should really probably go now because I'm just rambling on and on and I doubt I'm being at all interesting. I held on to everyone till the end though by stretching out the cuss word phrase reveal. Not like you all didn't scroll down to those paragraphs and ignore the rest. But a girl can dream. Tune in later for the daily Spoonful of Sugar.

i'm feeling random

I don't know why. Maybe because I'm sitting here waiting to leave for my hair appointment. I have time to think. That is dangerous. I've kind of come to the decision that if my husband doesn't want me, then screw him. I think I've turned some kind of major corner in the battle. I'm still afraid if I think too hard it'll hurt like hell. Let's just see how graceful I am next time I'm PMSing. That'll be the true test.

I apologize for my post from last night. I went back and fixed a bunch of it this morning. There is a reason I don't let myself get on the Internet after I've taken my sleeping pill. God knows what's out there in cyberspace now that I can't remember doing. I'm sure in about 8 years when I'm trying to find a job or get a home loan, it'll pop up. "Excuse me ma'am, but we found THIS on the Internet. I'm sorry to say that we cannot hire you/give you credit/speak your name/allow you to take your baby home from the hospital." My oh my. I can't think of anything too incriminating on my computer already, but God knows I could have created something and I would never know it. I guess if people start crossing to the other side of the street when I walk by, I can take that as a hint.

I bought some advertising on Facebook. We'll see how that goes. Things are slowing down a bit at the shop. I've heard it kinda drops off after Mother's Day though. I did go to a local store and I showed her some of my stuff and she might let me sell in her store. That would be good. Although with Gma Ruby and Aunt Linda here, there really is no need for advertising. I have a list for both of them. Gotta love the family.

My friend introduced me to a new favorite curse word combo yesterday. It's so fun to say! It's the bitterness, sarcasm, anger, rage, and disgust tripled! I'm not going to write it here though. I am a lady. Here are the initials: SFH. Have fun guessing. Once you do it will just roll off your tongue :) I think everyone can figure out the middle letter...Bad, bad, bad I know. But sometimes gosh darn just doesn't cover it.

Ok hair time. I am so excited! Do all women get this excited about having their hair done? Probably not, but it's not like I have a whole heck of a lot else to do lately. Plus the girl who does my hair rocks. Her husband left her like 10 months ago and we man bash the whole time. It's nice to have someone who knows just what it feels like. And she cracks me up. Good times.

sexy sugar

So, funny story. I came up to bed to get on the computer and do the admin I've been neglecting. While I was looking for double Spoonful tonight I thought, "It won't take long to find some." So I took my sleeping pill. I'm seeing double and I'm writing goboldy gook. This could get interesting. Since I slacked last night and didn't do my Spoonful, I've got 2 tonight. If you could see me writing this you would be shitting your pants laughing. I can only have on eye opened or my vision doubles and I can't see anything. Not that it's turning out to be easy to type like this either...just excuse me my craziness aed grammatical errors.

I went with the sexy theme because I have been feeling anything but sexy lately. The whole "person-i-love-more-than-life-itself-has-left-me-high-and-dry" incident has all but decimated my self-esteem and confidence. Yay. So I need sexy stuff. Mom said I needed pretty earrings.

Anyway, my title is sexy sugar because I haven found things that make me feel sexy. The first one is the most beautiful pencil skirt! I love pencil skirts. There's just something so hot about them. I really want one, but I'm not sure where I'd wear it. But it is one of the sexiest pieces of clothing I've ever seen.

So I found 2 Spoonfuls for tonight. The first comes from a shop called Ureshii. It's a sexy little pencil skirt with some ruffling on the bottom to give it another dose of sexy :)
That is just hot. A rather classy way to strut your stuff! She also has other way cute clothes in her store, so check those out!

The next Spoonful is a pair of sexy earrings. I wear studs all the time so this is a big stretch for me, but according to my mom I don't "use the features of my face to their best abilities". Gofig. Thanks Momma. Anywho, the next Spoonful comes from Michele Clagett. This is my personal favorite, but she has tons of awesome jewelry on her site, so check it out!
Beautiful things to make you feel sexy and like a woman. Strut your stuff!!! Sleeping pill is winningggggggggggggggggggggggg...............................................