drunk on sugar

You guys are so sweet! You missed me! You don't know how nice that is. I got so many comments and emails from everyone, and I really appreciate it. I'll do better from now on, I swear.

Today has been a day. My computer erased an article (along with all my research) randomly today. Jers has been limping lately. I think she just stepped on her leg wrong, but it still makes me nervous.

This is the best part though: I had TWO flat tires on my car. I just replaced the battery. Piece of crap. I don't think I ever told my battery story. So. I take my car to Auto Zone to get a new battery because my car just decided to stop starting. Love that. So I give the guy all the info about my car, he gets the battery, and then we go outside so he can put it in.

Oh, oh first of all, he saw my military ID in my wallet and he (I shit you not) whips out his wallet, flashes his ID, and says, "Army Reserves." Wait. For real? So I'm just like great, he's one of those guys. So now we go outside. He sees my base sticker on my car. I also have a sticker with my husband's unit on it. Clearly I need to take it off. He has a really cool job. I could explain it, but I don't think I'm supposed to and it would just confuse the hell outta everyone anyway.

So then Auto Zone homeboy (who will now be referred to as just "homeboy" for the duration of this post), starts talking about how he does the same thing as my husband. Which he does not. I promise you. I asked him what unit, and he rattles off the big one. Everyone is part of the big group. Then you're assigned a specific battalion. So that right there proved him wrong. I guess he thought I was one of those wives who had no idea what my husband did. Ha. I know it all.

So he's telling me all about his "war stories" and how he has 7 Purple Hearts. Again, he doesn't. I promise. And wouldn't you learn to duck or something after the first 3 or 4? Anyway. That irritates me because people have earned those and he's using them like it's nothing. That's a whole other topic though. So then he's telling me about his 6 Mustangs and really cool motorcycle. Homeboy works at Auto Zone and he's in the reserves. He doesn't have any of that shit. He thought we were tight though. Dumb shit.

Oh but it gets better. He pops my hood and he can't find my battery. Yes, for real. He was so confused. So I kindly pointed out the plastic housing that encased the battery. He goes, "They wouldn't put it there." Oh really? They wouldn't put it under the big battery shaped plastic thing with the terminals sticking out and a big positive/negative sign on it? No?

Good God. So he gets out the owner's manual and is like pouring over it. It was sweltering. I had the urge to start the car and give him a nice little kick. That's the closest he would have ever come to a Purple Heart. So I just told him that my dad would put it in for me and not to worry about it. Then he all the sudden decides to unscrew the plastic battery housing. Good call. Then homeboy actually has the audacity to say, "I'm a genius." Totally what I was thinking...

GAWD! People just amaze me sometimes. It's just another one of those rapid blinking situations. There's just not a whole lot you can really do or say in the face of that kind of stupidity.

So, the point of all that was that I need a margarita. I've made a new friend who used to be a bartender and he makes the best margaritas EVER! Yum :) Tequila and I have always been close, but we're quickly getting really reacquainted. Haha. So fun. Not sure what I'll do when I actually have to get up and go to work like every other upstanding contributing member of society.

Anyway, I'm going to try a new spin on my Spoonful. I think I'll pick a theme or word, search it, and then do a couple different items from my results. So I used margarita tonight. I'm really in the spirit now. I think I'm going to go have a few later tonight...

Anyhow, here are the things I loved the most:

So, we have the Margarita Clutch Purse from Davie & Chiyo. The Margarita Necklace & Earring Set from Bead Stylin'. Next is the Margarita Glass with Red Hibiscus from Aressa. And last, but certainly not least, is the Margarita with Salt Bath Bomb from Pink Bricks Bath & Body.

I love all my sugars :) The clutch is so, so cute and summery! I love that style of fabric flower. There was lots of margarita jewelry to choose from, but I couldn't get over how much that set really captured the exact color of a margarita. And that glass...hand painted! Oh my gosh. I am in awe at the talent it takes to do something like that. I don't even think I have to explain the bath bomb. Baths and margaritas...are there really any words?

So, let me know how you like the new Spoonful. I missed you guys! I'll get back around to commenting and everything in the next few days. Thanks for sticking with me even though I ran away for a bit. It was really good for me, just so you know.

Have a great night!

xoxo

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 - www.happier.com - 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.

xoxo

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*

xoxo

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!! :)

xoxo