I spent most of the day waiting for FedEx to arrive. I was afraid to use the sewing machine because that is how I missed them on Tuesday. I couldn't here the buzz, buzz, buzz of the buzzer. Drats! Instead, I parked myself on the couch and watched some Season 1 of Pushing Daisies, gosh but I lurve that show! I didn't just simply loaf though, I cut out felt circles for a new batch of go-go gloves. I also stitched some on and added buttons to needlebooks. Oh crud, I just realized I didn't eat any lunch. I did however drink oodles of water...
I also, baked some cupcakes. It is a holiday you know and what holiday wouldn't be complete without cupcakes? Oh, and a birthday shout out to my pal SoMany. Hippo Birdies Two Ewes!
Now, what to make for dinner. I think I will make some chili. I opened up a can of kidney beans yesterday thinking they were black beans so now I need to use these kidney beans. Dinnertime! Happy Almost Halloween!
Olvera Street is a perfect day trip for some photo ops and eye candy "shopping" with friends. Gotta love a day where you can hang out with friends, take candy colored photos, eat super duper dips from Philippe's without having to get in the car to do it. I spent $2.50 on fare, about $6 on a dip sandwich & lemonade and then splurged $4 on an iced latte at union Station where we hob knobbed in the beautiful main hall. I got home around 2pm and am getting ready to do more crafting.
They hadn't set up for Dia de los muertos yet but still there was color. I love the juxtaposition of the lovely embroidered blouses with the freaky marionettes and the campy lucha libre masks. Everything is so colorful at Olvera Street. Sadly though, there are more than a few stalls that are empty and too many of the vendors yell at you when you take pictures of their merchandise. Makes me not want to visit. I might not have spent any money today but I do go there when I know exactly what I want to gift someone with.
Did you know Philippe's has a second story? I never noticed..shows you how much I pay attention. There is an enticing staircase that runs along a brick wall covered in names and graffiti. We trolled up the steps to find an empty lovely space. Mini dining rooms with coat hooks on the walls and lovely light and always, those brick walls!
A day spent well spent!
There was school, crafting, dental work, a picnic in the park, masked shenanigans on wheels and the crawling around in cars bit. This week will be more of the same though no dental work and no car crawling. We leave for Portland next week! Click here for more details on the picture.
I have a confession though if you know me well this isn't news to you. I can be quite forgetful and flakey-like. I don't respond in a timely manner to many things. None of it is intentional. I promise you, I always intend to follow-through but then I forget or I have a full follow-through in my head and somehow think technology is so swell it can morph it onto my blog. That said I am attempting to respond to a few things today that may not be late or may be redundant at this point. Love me or hate me, this is how I dance.The pictures posted are just to reel you in to reading it all.
Have you poked around Craftzine.com, The Crafty Crow or Crafty Stylish lately? There have been some super wonderful shout outs to me and the blogs. Check it out:
And now for some tagging...the lovely Lyn of florspace has tagged me for a random meme...here goes:
it's been packed and slow and a whirlwind and sinus icky all at once! click here to read the details if you so desire.
I'm not sure you would ever really want to go thrift shopping with me. I talk...a lot. I talk to you, I talk to myself, I offer fashion advice (unsolicited of course) to anyone around me. I drop stuff when I see something extra spiffy and I oooh and aahhh out loud. Sometimes I even clap and/or jump up and down. I've been known to try things on right there, in the middle of the aisle. One of my requirements for thrift shopping is to wear nifty shoes because sometimes you can't try stuff on so you have to hold up to your chest and then look down to see if it looks happy with your shoes. That is of course how I ended up with the wacky housedress.
I also run a commentary on things that won't fit me and I make up outfits on the spot.
Walking into Leda's is quite heavenly. It is a teeny-tiny shop and there are always oodles of samples and they offer a fantastic assortment of yummy vegan sweets. I even picked up a vegan brownie and STILL have some left. I got half a dozen of the itty bitty cupcakes and cradled them on my lap all the way home and then put them in the fridge to recover from the heat. It has been super duper HOT lately.
At some point I remembered I had the cupcakes. How could I have forgotten? It was picture time and the light is changing and there are clouds and since I don't have a fancy camera or lightbox set up I made due with what I had and proceeded to take almost 100 photos. I know! Get a life, right? Anyway, the cupcakes are really pretty and still in the fridge waiting for Mr. a-go-go to return from work. Can you believe it? I share!
That was my day, it was delightful even with this awful, evil migraine mimic-er. Dinner is done (rosemary, white bean & tomato stew), aspirin has been consumed and I'm (finally) watching The Core! I better hurry before the mister gets home! 
Anyone in need of a vintage Quaker Oats Cookie Jar? The mister & I are saving for something and we're purging the a-go-go household...2 days left, it's under a buck right now and while I'm happy for the person who is scoring it, I can't help but be a wee bit unhappy for me...
(The above photo has nothing to do with anything, I just wanted you to look...)
When I got home I realized I needed to add another scrumdilly-do project to the blog so set about writing it out. At the same time I needed to prep rice for dinner tonight so I chopped an onion up for browning and then I saw the italian pepper the mister picked from the garden and thought I would try it as he told me they were supposed to be sweet and mild. I sliced it up a bit and put a tiny piece in my mouth and suddenly did the mambo all around the house as it was NOT sweet at all but very, very, HOT . My lips are STILL numb. I didn't want to waste it so I added some chopped bits to the rice. Hope it works out.
So, while I'm chopping and cooking and cleaning and manning phone calls to set up doctor appointments and finagle antibiotics out of my regular doc for the sinuses, I am preparing paint and paper for scrumdilly-do ghosts. I'm also sweeping the floor and remembering I need to take a 365 and oh drats, I forgot to water the garden. I put the camera down and step out the kitchen door and immediately spy a yellow crab spider hanging out in a vivid pink hollyhock. Back into the house I go to retrieve the camera but I stop first to add peas to the rice then the phone rings and I chat for a moment with a friend who is trying to find the magical thrift shop. We soothe and pet my poor ragged sinuses and I realized the pain is back to red alert so I down another set of orange pills crossing my fingers I have been drinking enough water to keep my liver and kidneys happy. I skip over to the computer to read some blogs and remember I forgot about the spider. As I pass through the kitchen I notice I can do the next step for the ghostie project so I take care of that then the mail arrives and I am distracted yet again. I finally make it out to the spider but realize I need the tripod so back into the house I go pausing to pet the witch-baby who looks extra sweet all stretched out on her quilt on the bed.
Mr. A-go-go has attached the tripod to the desk using a POWERFUL magnet and it takes me a minute to free it from the desk. I manage to get my arse back out to the garden to take pics but by this time the sun has moved and the shadows have set in. I do what I can then decide my 365 needs to be done with the spider and I am certain that if any neighbors are watching they will believe I am certifiable. I get ready to go back inside but remember I need to water the garden and as I'm watering I see more peppers and stop to take pictures of them as well.
I'm not sure how I got here type, type, typing away this ramble of a post but I am proud to say I have not gotten up once to attend to anything else. Instead I type about this day and the wee moments of my crazy life and I feel grateful that I am able to have an outlet to remind me that life is good even when it doesn't feel that way. The scrumdilly-do post is done, all the pics from today have been sorted to the computer and I'm thinking I can take a break on the sofa and worship me a bit of candy corn and do some school reading before the mister comes home.
Last week moved like lightning and molasses all at once. Not enough time to complete everything I wanted to do but just enough time to wallow in self-pity from the pain in my face due to a root canal. It is not infected, I'm just a bit of a wimp and take a long time to recover from such things and painkillers simply don't work on me. Bah!
