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More Favorite sites this week and SALES!

Roses, new A/C, reference letters, 2012 Taxes, finishing porch arbor, cutting new stuff, playing with Etsy, website and blog …

May Queen growing faster than we can build!

May Queen growing faster than we can build!

Oh and I met a lady in Town through Etsy that goes to Scotland a couple of times a year. I might have a coffee mate if we can clear our schedules enough to get together!Oh I do hope I found someone with the Gaelic to talk to me with out PAYING for it!

Her photography is amazing and her taste is well, like things I see and notice!

New Dawn "The bad girl" She spans a full 18 feet out now. Hope that arbor holds!

New Dawn "The bad girl" She spans a full 18 feet out now. Hope that arbor holds!

That’s my garden and I hope she wants to use it …Her stuff is AWESOME!

Check her out: http://www.etsy.com/shop/KClarkPhotography

I guess I have more LIFE than I can handle! It’s sort of neat and sort of scarey! How did I get here crosses my mind frequently. Then I remember. Right actions , sewing seeds… karma….

New Dawn Rambler Rose

 

 

Okay we have an awesome sale going on now at my favorite store!

Oh and I so needed some more picot edging for those little nickers!

Irish crocheted picot edging

Irish crocheted picot edging

 

Enjoy! The SALE LINK !

http://view.e-marthapullen.com/?j=febd11747d6d067b&m=fe9615707060037b77&ls=fdfe15717166017e7d177170&l=fecf1570776d077c&s=fe3d16737664047e751477&jb=ffcf14&ju=fe5f157072650375751c&r=0

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Excellent problems, it’s all about perspectives

Posting bum, here. But… I have been designing and pattern making and fabric selecting, sewing, ironing and writing.

Ironing spilling over into the study!

I HAVE TOO MUCH LIFE!
What an excellent problem! It’s really a luxury problem now isn’t it?
I am so very blessed.

I look at these and think "Wow, thank god I don't have to spin & weave this stuff" like my ancestors just 4 generations back!

I look at these and think "Wow, thank god I don't have to spin & weave this stuff" like my ancestors just 4 generations back!

Spring is almost here and so is faire season. Pictures coming for that in about a week, is my guess. Selling off all my old stock for Faire and going through them all has been interesting. I have lot’s of memories in those boxes . I still have people I met back then in my life. It was a wondrous time to remember, being just 40 and newly married to my soul mate. Living just for the day and the time when he would get home. Uhmmm, memories!

Well, Faire cloths never change! They are historic replication and it’s just not possible to change history. They are timeless. You know…Good quality fabric lasts for years . I still have my original Chemise and my daughters origin chemise for then. Washed and softened so beautifully. Practical, practical, practical.

Gaffed chemise now called smocking

Designing for “fun and pretty”, is challenging for me. This is a time of growing for me in so many ways. A time of reflection and adaptation to the world around me at my age where it comes to just about anything, clothing or fashion in particular. We are all a collective of experiences now aren’t we?

I’m the kind of person that thinks you should only have to buy cloths and tires once and they should last. Never the mall shopping gal when young, I always went for the classics.

Oh there was a time when I went very fashionista back in the 1987 and then again in 1992. The cloths were such beautiful styles and cost enough to require credit (which I knew better than to DO), and then, I had to watch them dwindle away in my closest. I have 3 classic suites that Lady Iris Jean and myself shopped for back then, out of about 7 that we bought. I can STILL wear them and get comments on them.

Classic wool suit now 25 years old

I don’t know if the “classics lean”, came from Lady Iris Jean or my practical Taurus personality. But it’s there and I am glad. So is my husband. I think his experience with paying shopping bills of his ex’s left him quiet relieved when he met me and noticed I had the old time tenants of :

1 – You get what you pay for and
2 – Quality over quantity always.
3 – Take care of your things and they last
4 – Be grateful for what has been given you and
5 – Pretty is as pretty does not as pretty wears

They sewed those cloths folks! That's 1952.

Mediating on it all I think it came from growing up with Grandmother Vi during the school breaks. No electricity, no air conditioner, hauling water and bathing in a trough in the kitchen or dressing room, lined up from cleanest child to dirtiest. Hmmm how about, using kerosene lamps and cleaning/trimming wicks and (my all time favorite) trekking to the outhouse in the middle of the night and removing the chickens so you could pee. My fathers side thought it atrocious. Mother was ashamed but WE thought it all great fun! Damned but KNOWBODY took a picture of the outhouse! What memories that brings!

I have only met one person in all my years that even talked about it all and had the same views. A 60 year old Colonel from Puerto Rico got deployed with me a couple a years ago. We had to live “rough” for 4 days, for several interesting reasons I shall not go into at this time. Our upbringing made us very “seasoned”. We both LOOKED rather delicate bu, we both of us ended up looking rather fantastic compared to our compatriots. Now this was in the 1960’s for me and him, not 1910 folks. The media magazine and movies are very glamorized. The statistics for 1942 in many rural areas of the USA show that only 15% had electricity or running house water.In the 1960’s it was still just 50%!

The camping rough is what the sporty folks do for a weekend or week at a time. Actually “living” that way…, well, it has a way of “growing you up” different. This man and I, who would never have been friends actually bonded. Shocking to say the least…. We were both operating and interacting in the old way. As only one raised in “it takes a village” theology can do.

Great Granmommy May at GM Vi's house

My dear hubby trained for his war and was left in swamps to survive for weeks, and weeks. He has a different seasoning. He left home at 14, and different “camping places” in the 1960’s and improvised hygiene in gas station bathrooms. It’s sort of the same type of planning and logistics to get all THAT done and get to work on time, now isn’t it. He is very proud of his “seasoning”. You have to have a work ethic, and some ingenuity and hudspa to live, survive and prosper like that. I think my favorite story he tells is of not having a car jack and rolling his truck up on a downed log to change a tire. I wouldn’t have though of that in a million years.

Color TV didn’t come to our home until 1972. Our 10 inch black and white was the family prize in 1968! And Grandmother not only did not have a phone until the late 1970’s but also didn’t have a color TV until the late 1980’s.

My mother made our cloths until I was 13 years old and she went to work. We got new cloths for birthdays, school and for Christmas. We got toys from relatives who lived in the city, or hand me down cloths and toys from neighbors.

An actual toy for a Birthday or Christmas? Why that just wouldn’t be practical now would it?

We got dolls and doll bed that mother and an uncle picked up from a second hand church bizarre and were repainted and re-clothed for Christmas when I was 5. When I was 6, I got a store bought Walking Betsy. She died 3 weeks later and I remember the discussion my parents had about the practicality of the money spent only to have my heart broken.

(Damned program says THOSE photo’s aren’t allowed due to a security risk? Well there had to be some computer issue now didn’t there!)

I remember how quiet is was at Grandmother’s house, and hearing Mrs Mackbeth coming over the cow catcher and down the road to knock on the door to tell us that Daddy had “rung up” at her house to check and make sure we had made it safely. The only sound we heard was what I thought was thunder for years. laying in be one night, hot with the cool night air billowing the curtains I again saw the flashes and the rumbles. It rolled over and asked Grandmother Vi why it rained every night at her house. She became very still, “Honey, that’s the boys at Fort Hood. It’s called artillery practice.” That was 10-15 miles east of her place, it was on the land that used to hold our family safe from 1858-1942. I remember her stillness. I understand now.

A REAL old problem, How to get the mule to keep moving to grind stuff!

I can’t really think of any place THAT quite since that time. Even when we pack it in or “biv-wack” in the wilderness, the sounds of the forest are so loud and are really all I hear. We only see maybe 3 people in a weeks time, and it’s not the same calm quiet like living far off on a farm even now.

120 miles in looking at a Million acres of Peace

We lived on a farm when we got married surrounded by goats, cows, chickens and lots of horses and cats and dogs. It was a huge place, with 3 houses full of people who worked the place. There were hired folks coming in by the droves to work, vets to check animals, sales folk to sell stuff…. Late at night, it was quiet but never during any day of the week or on the weekend.

Oh did I mention wild Turkeys outside the windows?

No, that quiet is gone. I think the only place that I have seen it written about or described is in the book Harder than Hardscrabble: Oral Recollections of the Farming Life from the Edge of the Texas Hill Country (Clifton and Shirley Caldwell Texas Heritage Series)

I read it because my family is in it, including pictures. But there is a place in it were it talks about the lose of actual sounds. Ahhh, Sounds that will never be heard again. I think that quiet sound I am talking about is like that what he describes,… things change. Lady Iris Jean grew up hearing a trendle sewing machine at work. I grew up with the sound of a Singer buzz. My little work shop has the hammer sound of a serger or the hum of a fancy German piece of work!

All that's left of the trendle machine

A hum or a hammer, depends on what I want to do! Luxury problem.

Yes, we have luxury problems these days. Problems like, the dogs are in our yard pooing again and eating the daisies, and the cable company is thinking of not carrying our favorite station…. OMG well THAT just needs a petition!.

Or my cell phone wont’ hold a charge, I’m going down to that phone store right now and making them fix this or else! Or how about we forgot to pick up batteries for the remote control and one of us must get up, walk to the TV and change the channel! Urgh, it’s just AWFUL and we are so put upon!

No, seasoned folks don’t think that way ….much. We laugh, find another way, don’t plant daisies in the front yard, put in a movie instead, and have a cup of tea with the water from the microwave! Ha! Never daunted much, I just pick up a piece of hand work or a pad and paper and get busy.

Pink 1930s sketch

Butterfly pocket hand work

New modren meets Old Battenburg! now how to incorporate that , what an excellent diversion!

I am a bit lazy compared to the last 5 years of go-go-go, but I am enjoying it. It is hard to slow back down without coming to a complete stop. It is an adjustment that I am sure my soul has needed. And it means change in pretty much all areas. To somehow piece my practical side into a whimsical side just for the fun of something is…
Uncomfortable. Oh, poor me!

Yes, life and luxury problems are remarkable and our current perceptions are astounding. So much LIFE! So many options, and not enough time in a day to write a blog about it all. How silly.

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I’m Calling Momma!

Creating something with a life of it’s own.
It is not a new concept.
Women do it all the time.
We learn from our Mom’s, long after they are gone EXACTLY what that is like and that it does NOT take 9 months…it takes a lifetime!

The parallels with giving birth and creating are just too cliche. But honestly, I’m at the point in the gestation that I am writing in my SLEEP. Anyone remember being 9 months pregnant, unable to breath, or get comfortable. Then dozing off to sleep only to come awake as they decide to wake up and play and are jumping up and down on your bladder?

The Lil' Lady Iris Jeans' eyes

Yeah it’s like that.I awaken mid-sentence composing.

So I took one look at it all this morning and decided I needed to LAUGH about it all for a while.

Somehow I found myself on the AARP site.
I found a list of things to do and NOT do, after age 50.

What a hoot. My husband starting getting membership forms at age 50. He breathlessly waits 2 weeks from now, when he can get the Seniors deal at i-Hop (now age 55 to qualify).

I have not laughed THAT hard in months.

I mean really…it never dawned on me that,…
there is an age limit for using the word “tinkle”!
Bahahahahah!

Here’s the link to one of them. Of course I can’t figure out how to get there directly! This adventure of electronic devises is the point of this blog remember?

http://www.aarp.org/entertainment/books/info-03-2011/slang-we-should-drop.1.html

But, going on, One list had this one in it:

“try to master something you are afraid of but won’t kill you”

I think they were talking about skydiving or something.

So I started thinking about what I haven’t done. Self, always full of fascinating help says, ” … Uhmmm … finish the BOOK!”

No-no-no self,…..What other stuff did I think I couldn’t do. Stuff that was too terrifying to even comprehend. I think that things, placed in perspective against another experience helps me compare how bad it really might be(my brain always says “it’s the end of the world”.) There are a million things on my list of things I have survived now BUT…. this one train of thought was interesting and they always involved my mother:

Little terror at 6 months with Paw

Giving birth terrified me, but didn’t kill me.1 hour after finding the little pink X in September,I called Mom
“On a scale of 1-10, how bad is this going to hurt?”
What?
Giving birth?
Honey, when are you due?
July, 9 months.
Good god child! WHAT DAY ARE YOU IN!

Marrying my soul mate terrified me;
Mom I’m terrified, I can’t marry him.
Why?
Because it will be wonderful and then he will die and it will hurt too bad.
Really? I would ask you what day you are in but for grins I’ll just start with what decade?

Now you can see WHY I only plan until Friday, huh?

This is going to kill me...but 1st... I will cherish it

Anyway…..

Raising a TEEN AGE GIRL terrified me but didn’t kill me.

I just thought I WAS dying. It frequently crossed my mind that, one of us was going to have to GO …..Ever utter these words or, had them uttered to you:

“I brought you into this world, and I can take you out!”

Uhmmmm, yeah. Heard ‘um and said ‘um.

Her therapist (1995) said, “that probably wasn’t helping the situation.” But let’s face it, very little will HELP a nutso teenager other than continued physical presence in their life and constant communication. At least we were speaking.

I remember thinking. “Well it’s helping ME to NOT kill her. As long as she is sucking air there is still hope.Then,…Note to self: Call your mother to thank her for not ending your life… And apologize profusely for all harm caused by raging hormones, along with every hair-brained thing I ever did.” I made that call so many times. Sometimes I would call to tell her the curse of “10 just like you” wrapped up in one little body, was NOT funny anymore and could she PLEASE take it BACK?!

Lady Jean goofing (can I say that?)

Mom is cackling with all her heart at all the stories she left to be told!
“But MOMMA!, writing the Lil Lady Iris Jean Books and projects is…terrifying and it might kill me!

Mom, self is BOTHERING ME!

Example of nasty negative absolutes SELF chants at times:
This will NEVER work
this ALWAYS happens,
this is just RUINED and should be burned, or
EVERYBODY thinks your crazy and NOBODY is going to look at this much less read it

I decided I NEEDED to know more about writing so I (of COURSE), got another book. Said book states

“don’t proof read, do not even get tempted to do so, don’t do it…. just GO and keep going.”

I now have 6 folders to proofread. Now I need to make room in the schedule to proofread? Geeze, Louis!

I laughed and I got real still this morning and…

Mom says,
“It will all turn out as it should be. Always has, always will…”.

Even when I think in nasty negative absolutes, she’s always right… always was.

And lets face it. I never could tell a “good” situation” from a “bad one”.

Ya see this?

My child scaring me to death AGAIN

She turned out so beautiful, joined the few female patrolling Marines.
(I thought I would die, again)
and now has a daughter of her own and another on the way.
(These babies are the REASON for Lil’ Lady Iris Jean ).

My 2 greatest fears. So what do I know?


She is strong. Oh so strong of character,she glows from those eyes so like my mothers. She is creative, loving and still learning herself. Simply an amazing women.

And.. THE best part is…

She calls to apologize, FREQUENTLY.
And he isn’t dead YET!

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Like a small animal on linoleum but at least I’m moving!

I have been extremely busy, sort of like a cat on linoleum. I do get places, there is a whole lot of movement and activity going on I just haven’t posted anything so you can’t see it!

1st off the Book:
I have the forward completed and 3 completed chapters and 3 more in the works and about 40 chapters planned and titled. The ideas for the entire project are so very exciting I really wish this was the year 3000 or, I was Samantha Stevens (I used to wish that a lot when I was little).

Life is just too cool and there are just so many experiences! I also wish I had a whole lot of money to hire out the proofing, illustration and copy … but holy mother of FiFi, I was born under the poverty line and stretch daily to keep just above it. But oh well, more to experience right?
I am having fun fun fun! And ooohh so pleased with my Battenburg finished creation, even without the sash, that I can’t wait to out it up Friday!

Sandra Sue and the Battenburg lace confection

The Illustrations are too cool and I have acquired some computer apps which I thought would might make that part easier…hmmmm. yea. NOT!
Let’s face it guys, I’m just not computer literate and I can’t get the training wheels off that bike. It is exhausting and wastes so much time I could be writing, drawing, painting or sewing.

I was able to settle on a certain style for the eyes of the characters. Which just thrills me to death. Iris Jean had these eyes that were so cool in real life. My daughter has those eyes only magnified x10. I have been drawing those eyes a thousand different ways for 3 weeks! There are “EYEs everywhere in the house! The kitchen, dinning room, studios and even one bathroom! I’ve found the perfect perfect pair and they fit on each project so perfectly!

Which leads me to the dolls, Paper dolls, and kids projects.

The dolls!
OMG! That has been so much fun. As you know, I hand draft pretty much everything. Give me a picture of something and I WILL figure it out and come up with a pattern.

Now this is a secret, some folks think I’m a Genius but I am NOT… there is a reason I HAVE to do it that way……. I CAN NOT follow directions to save my life! BAHAHAHAHAH! Me and a friend laughed until we cried the other day.Here is a really good example!

I made 3 dolls. 1 yr old Baby Iris Jean and 3-5 year old Sandra Sue. I had a Doll pattern that I just loved the look of and thought I would give it a whirl and see which turned out better.

Well the 1st 2 went off without a hitch and got all but the faces/hair completed in about 2 days…all the while I was also messing with said pattern doll.

This pattern doll got her legs put on as follows:
1- Inside out correct placement of toes, so I tore that out and then….
2- Toes pointing backwards correct placement so I tore that out then….
3- Toes pointing next to her bottom backwards!

I gave up and will have to hand sew them on today. I will TRY…but every time I pick her up I can’t stop laughing at the REAL me that no one knows about! (ya know…I think I’ll name her Fifi!)

The Dresses:
Got 3 finished they will go up on Friday in the store. I am really really pleased with the style, fabrics and lace combinations not to mention the dreamy heirloom blue ribbons on the last one.

A major draw back to hand drafting and marking on fabric is every now and then the markers leave residual that will not come out. I have tried several different pen’s, pencils and chalks through the years and the most recommended water marker is what I draft with these days. The little apron sundress was going to be woven with ribbon trims but I found the draft mark had not come out! …

Drafting marks


I could get it out but it would take an entire day and I want to move on so I will sell this one at a discount as a “heirloom blank” with some ribbon and someone else can weave ribbon and decorate it.

The Labels got designed and printed and did not bleed during washing so YEAH! We have got a legit label going on them today.

I just hate uploading pictures (of course I do…it’s on a computer),
but I did get them done.

Mock up Baby Iris Jean

The Doll mock-ups have become my little models and are so cute! Not having my little granddaughter around is hard so I just picked the 1yr old up the other day, and gave a good “Squnch”!

What do ya think?

If you are not into Etsy I will upload to the Fb page for Lady iris Jean so check that out at Lady Iris Jean (Retail/shopping) sight
Or, Iris Jean personal site.! See ya round!

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etsy sewing and and my closet

Cleaning out my closet because I had lost my favorite jeans last week I was thinking about taking the old ways into the 21st century certainly gets me to thinking. I lined it all up like I was taught…let’s see how long it stays that way!

Anyway….

As far back as the 1100’s a decent “wardrobe” cost the equivalent of a years income. Can you imagine spending your entire years earnings on one single member of your family? I can’t. Even when It’s a year to replace things or I’ve gotten a huge job/promotion, I could not even play act that one! Maybe those with money to burn can like Paris Hilton but still…

The interest on her trust fund makes it so she doesn’t match THAT in wardrobe alone. But lets not go that way here and now. My point is where would you put it all now???! In history we are talking about 14-21 full dresses with underthings. Or for Men several serviceable suites, formal wear and hunting cloths.

When I started doing historical and heirloom sewing it fascinated me that THAT could be a fact, and how unnecessary it all was. I spent hours creating “cheaper” ways to sew stuff. And what I got was cheap clothing. Yes it lasts, still have my original chemise and it holds together but there is a “feel” to a well made garment. Think about going to “Needless mark-ups” and looking at their peasant blouses. Bare minimum is around $120.00 and you CANT wash it. If you’ve got that much money then you probably take stuff to the dry cleaners I guess. But the feel of the fabric, the tight weave, and the detailed construction makes you pause at the Wally world Serged shirt from Asia and think, “YUCK”.

Now what do you do about kids?!!! Their cloths have to last through what they get into but just long enough until the next growth spurt. It does make you appreciate the throw away stuff that you can buy, that is “in style”. But I still cringe and think about dropping that $5 bill in the trash when I find that shirt that didn’t make it through the laundry!

Sewing for them is not even possible most times now as fabric now costs the same $10-20 that it would cost to just buy it and get back to work. So what is a Mom to do?

Well how about “have it made” here on Etsy, sure it’s a little more but the kids resale shops are more than willing to help when they grow out of things. If they have tags and are professionally made they are still worth something. I have looked and looked. And these are a few things that I have learned from the real Lady Iris Jean!

1. What was passed on to me and, that I have passed on to my child, about quality and “you get what you pay for”…People pick up my example not my words. Any parent know this, or figures it out FAST.

2. Me and my daughter chose our own style and colors for our cloths and our house not from What NY,NY runway or even from Cosmo’s idea about what I should be wearing.(Ever seen The Devil Wears Prada?) We got it from quality- minded choices. Conscious thought out choices about what/how our hard earned funds could be stretched to last. We also did not want to conform to the masses.

3. We wanted what WE wanted and loved. Things that felt right, were comfortable, expressed our individuality. What we all found was that our choices were usually one the Paris and NY runways and home décor stores with in 3-5 years. They got it from us has always been the joke at our house!

3. We found affordable fabrics that LAST, and low and behold they were the natural fibers like cotton, linen, silk. We found people and shops in the market place that understood this and bought that $120 shirt for $80. One at a time, in our personal color schemes and Viola’, We all ended up with cloths that only need to be replaced every 4-7 years. Talk about budget! If I only buy jeans and NICE tee-shirts that I can mix with my classics then my budget has more for, gas, those tires that need replacing, that tutor that my child needs and a loaf of bear and milk.

4. Vintage and repurposed items are cost effective. They also are VERY individualized to a specific personal style. They are awesome for the tween and the teens and again so cost effective. One of my favorite Mom sewn dresses was a multicolored pieced prairie dress with lacing up the front and back in 1970. I loved Laura Ingrams dress on Little House on the Prairie so she grabbed some old cloths and Tada!!! It was very unusual and with in 2 years the style hit the runways and stores! Tres’ chic !

5. Kids clothing unless home schooled these days, are usually uniform based for most of the week days. Individual style is lacking. They crave expression. They love comfortable natural fibers for play, but they like to get dressed up. So look for those $1-3 dollar play cloths at the resale shops. And buy quality accessories and clothing for play dates and outings. They like to feel pretty too.

I remember the time when I said I would NEVER buy anything but the best and Wally could get lost…. Pretty much have done that only in a little different way.

I do not have the funds for the $120 dollar shirt. I know only maybe one Lady in Dallas that can do so these days. But, what I Did start doing was buying classic construction and fabrics that cost 3 times more per item. What happened was I now have a closet full of cloths from the last 8 years that are like new.

I learned how to care for them in a meticulous but reasonable manner. Learned it from THE Lady Iris Jean herself we called her “THE Mimi”.

I would walk in her closet and her skirts shirts and jackets would be hanging inside-out in a little section, another section held those she had just aired out9turned right side out), another section where those needing pressed next and the last section was just from the dry cleaners. She said that if you wore your stuff once and didn’t get into a sweaty situation and took them off when getting home then each outfit could go “3 wears” before she had to send it off or steam it herself.

Lady Iris Jean was quite brilliant. I still wish I could get so organized!

The care of natural fibers takes time. Decadent time.!

My general clothing care does not take as much time as it seems. My products are sent with those instructions in each package from my etsy store because it is information that is getting lost in the world of “made in (you name a country”).

I tend to procrastinate doing it myself but I remind myself that I am not running all over town on stressful shopping trips either, burning gas and buying stuff . Stuff I will never wear more than once. I am at home passing it on, living by example and I am shopping with those in my community (state and country) who need the business and care about my individuality.

As I finished my closet I thought, wow, Thanks Lady Iris Jean for all that you gave us!

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Oldtimer meets the current century head on Day 1

14th centruy gaffing on full sleeve of chemise

Well this is certainly interesting. Sort of like those dreams where you are naked walking down the street interesting and no body is even looking!
It’s been a heck of a 72 hours playing website games. You know the kind where you have 2 pages of passwords that match every website you’ve had to log into since passwords started somewhere around 1993?
And then there are the pages that you have visited just in the last 3 years!

And then there is the figuring out of the dash boards,the settings and widgets not to mention how to link all this together (which I still have to learn 3 facebook accounts later) and…I think I know why people have addictions now…but not to this thing called a computer.

Did you know that this is my 4th post today and yet I can’t find even one of them? Where do they go? Are they on another planet or have they gone into some secret heaven?

Well anyway. store is coming along thanks to a very nice and talented Lady on etsy. Check her out! She blew me away with her Design!

http://www.etsy.com/shop/TamBamCreative

or check out what she did for me at

http://www.etsy.com/shop/mackenzieprince

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