Photobooth Friday Eleven

(say it with me: click on pic to see larger size)

Whew, the pictures I've been posting lately have been ginormous. This one is so small because if I posted the next bigger size it would do that pushing down of all my sidebar info thing. This is my last vintage offering for Photobooth Friday, at least for the present. Who knows, maybe I'll win the lottery and go on an eBay© vintage photo buying spree. What? You have to play the lottery to win the lottery? Meh. Anywho, ain't she purty? I love the fan and parasol. Guess we've got a bit of a Chinoiserie theme going there. The one with friend is funny. "Ok girls, look natural!"

In other news, starting Sunday night I'm going to have to go to bed at a reasonable hour, as my new job at Barnes & Noble starts Monday. For now I go in at 6am. Fun stuff. At first I will be stocking shelves and possibly cashiering (is that a word?), but since I'm a good 10 to 15 years older than most of the other employees, with a zillion years worth of customer service experience, I'm hoping to be on the fast track to something less 6am-ish. And hey, it'll pay some bills and be in one of my personal heavens on earth - a bookstore.

And in the tradition of my usual procrastinative (it's possible I made that word up) habits, I'm nowhere near ready for the craft fair weekend after this. Luckily for me my SIL will be helping me.

Ok, then... a wave of exhaustion just hit me and since I need to be alert enough to do Rise and Shine battle with Le Tween (my new name for her) bright and early, I shall take my leave.

If you read this early, make sure to check back later for other Photobooth Friday links. They usually have much better stories than I.

PBF Peeps:
hula seventy
Woof Nanny
JesC

Wordless Wednesday X

All Crafts! All The Time!

More magnets:


Miscellaneous points of possible general interest:
1. I've made headway in organizing The Mess.
2. I have a job interview at a Barnes & Noble about 10 minutes from my house.
3. I've reserved a table for a crafts fair/All Saints Festival. Good thing I have two weeks.
4. How ridiculously gorgeous is Sarah McLachlan and her voice?
5. I need a Pepcid.
6. Why didn't I read Little Women when I was younger?
7. I have seriously must start going to bed at a reasonable hour. (This sentence was a victim of hit-and-run editing. It should have read: I seriously must start going to bed at a resonable hour. Duh me.)
8. Ok. No more procrastination. I gotta make me some product to sell.

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9. Is it just me or does not having 10 things on this list feel...unbalanced.
10. I always like the little "." after numbers to line up. All my forks and knives and spoons have to go in a certain direction in the drawer, too. And yet I can walk past a dust bunny for days. DAYS.

Oh, I forgot... I'm supposed to tell y'all that The Spawn finally posted something again. You can go and read about how cool a mom I am and how she caught me in a weak moment when I was temporarily insane.

Voilà!

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Welp, there it is. (See Friday's post for explanation, if you haven't already.) I went back and forth a couple of times on the style. My immediate thought was Shabby Chic Vintage Collage, since that is mainly what I do. Then I started to think that maybe the colors would be too muted. Since she'd want to be sure any random doorbell ringer would immediately notice it, I decided that something bright, graphic and retro would be better. I've always had a place in my heart for that hep Mid Century vibe and have started making cards that reflect that. Guess I just wasn't feelin' it last night. I learned a couple of things while making it, like I really need to learn how to do the whole cover a piece of cardboard with paper thing better. And I need a lot more practice with walnut ink. And I should invest in a set of larger plain letter stamps, cuz inkjet printer ink smmmmmmmears during the sealing pro-cess. And I gots ta work on my Photoshop skillz. The photo I used is a scan of one from my ginormous collection and I think it printed out a little too much on the yellow side. Live and learn.
My Auntie Jude brought up a good point about its vulnerability in being exposed to the evils of today's avaricious society (aka, it could get stolen), and I had thought about that, too. I could possibly punch holes through it and attach those rings that snap together (uh, technical term, anybody?), but I don't know if her gate has big enough holes to put them through. So I decided that if she does buy it, then she can figure it out herself or we can hope that she lives in a quiet neighborhood.
I'll letcha know if she buys it or not, as I'm sure you all virtually breathless with anticipation.
Hope everyone is having an enjoyable weekend! XXOO

Photobooth Friday #10 Surprise, Surprise!

Yay for me! Whilst (don't you just loooove that word? I do.) pawing through my vintage photo stash looking for a picture of a sleeping baby/babies (to no avail), I came across a couple more photobooth pictures! Hurrah! Ok. I think I'm done with the exclamation points.

Isn't she lovely??

Such a sweet smile and pretty, flowery frock. Unfortunately there is no documentation on the back, which means we'll have to make something up.

Whilst (there it is again) I work on my first commission, y'all check out my Photobooth Friday Chicas:
hula seventy Photobooth Mother To Us All (Go, go now!)
JesC
LeSophie
Woof Nanny
Nessie Noodle


Check back later for additional links! (ok, it's later now.) (Ack - the exclamation point just snuck in there! Oh no! Another one! THEY'VE GONE MAAAAAD!) (Heh. Sorry.)

Ok, ok, here's the commission story: A woman came in the stamp store that runs the artisan gallery were I have some of my "work". She was looking for a stamp that says "Please don't ring doorbell, children sleeping". Which to any of our knowledge doesn't exist. Because the customer wanted to put it on her security door and remove it when it wasn't needed, the store owner suggested a magnet. I didn't actually meet the woman, so I'm flyin' solo on style here. I was going to do something shabby chic vintage, but then realized that it needed to be bright enough to be noticed. When I'm done I'll post a picture. Here goes nothin'!

Self Portrait Challenge #2

Auntie Jude will be happy to see that this does not portray feet in any way, shape or form. And if we could never, ever mention that other thing you compared it to, I would appreciate it. Thanks.

As you might have ascertained, I'm not super enthusiastic about this month's topic. I do like the idea of it, but when it comes to the execution, not so much. Could just be where I am right now, metaphorically speaking. So, I decided to avoid physical me.


This is my bathroom doorway. The masterbath was our first project so it has a couple of issues. Despite those, it is still gorgeous. Nantucket inspired with dark floors (laid at an angle, thank you very much Most Talented Spouse), white beadboard wainscot, lovely jetted soaking tub, and Custom Paint By Moi. Depending on the light, it is alternately like being under water or under the sky. The door needed to be replaced and that resulted in the above pictured peeling paint. At first I was kinda bummed, but it's been growing on me. It's rather Grey Gardens-esque. Without the cat pee smell.

Wordless Wednesday #9 (Creative Titling At Its Best)

(as always, click on pic to see life size - practically)

It's Feet Week!

HAAAHAAHAHAAHAAAAAHAhahaha Oh my. I crack me up. I guess you'll only really get that if you have ever or currently live in a Navy town. If you haven't, trust me, that is punny.
I thought I would share a little of my evening:

(and, of course, if you feel the need to see
a larger size, click on the pic.)

It is the result of having this

120 gal. fish tank shoved over the afore-pictured toe. It hurt. I came very close to blurting out a little PG-13 or even R rated language. There was some tearing. And hopping. And Lamaze breathing.
For those of you breathlessly following the remodeling of my living room, here is where the killer tank is going:

which, in turn, is located here:

where there is new paint and pretty lights and surround sound.

Well, me and Sgt. Hulka With The Big Toe have got to limp over to the grocery store and then get some Excel training. Welcome to my glamorous life.

Wordless Wednesday #8 What? It Is Too A Post.

Self Portrait Challenge #1

Hi. How ya doin'? I know, I know... I've been a Very Bad Blogger. As I said to Katherine, I've been feeling "blahggy". ::Cue the ennui::

In an effort to keep my audience from wandering off, I shall endeavor to do better. And to that purpose, I have decided to join Self Portrait Challenge. Each month they issue a challenge which the participants attempt to answer via photographs.

Boy, did I pick the right month to start. ::Ahem:: Here's the challenge for October: Look beyond the surface of your life, dig into your imperfect self and reveal it to us. I want to see the down and dirty you, the messy, gross and ugly you, the side of yourself that you always try to hide, give us some insight into your dreadful secrets. This can be your physical self or your personal space or within your wider life. Be not afraid!

There's nothing like putting yourself out there for all the world to see.
Worrisome. Terrifying.

For this first one, I decided to go with "physical self". I go barefoot around the house and usually wear a pair of Adidas® slides when I'm goin' casual. While this footwear is very comfortable, it's killer on the skin of my heels. So. Here ya go... one of my imperfections:


Here's hoping you won't think less of me. (I think this will be my tagline for every "Challenge" post this month.)

Wordless Wednesday #7

Tell me about it, stud...

As much as I hate to push my kewl croc picture down, I had to share:
The Spouse is in the other room watching Grease. How cute is that?