'Cuz I Felt Like It!

November 17th is the AWESOME Indie Craft Experience in Atlanta's West End. The show will be at the B Complex . I've never been there, but it should be loads of fun! I have been totally lazy about sewing. I've been so busy runnin' around having fun that I have just quit. PLUS, I've had a bit of a brain fart when it comes to creating new things. You will be happy to know that I have been bustin' my butt to make more Battle Scarred Bears. At my last show (also my first!), my bears were gone in the first few hours. So, up until the last couple of weeks, I have been sewing till my little fingers bleed to get more bears. I hope they do as well at the ICE show. Wish me luck! Here's some info about the upcoming show! Come see me!!!

Another weekend, another freakin' AWESOME time. There were humpin' gorillas, half nekkid cowboys, fat Elvis, a priest with a whip, my husband the retard and then me Strawberry Shortcake. Holy hell, what a night! There were so many hillarious costumes! It took me a while to get over the fact that Jeremy was wearing a diaper. It kinda made me throw up in my mouth a little. Oh god, is this what I have to look forward to when he's like 90? It was hard engough seeing a grown man in a diaper so I'll have to hire someone to wipe his ass. When Dorothy got there she had already fallen down. She had a bloody little knee and what looked like a poopoo stain on her tookis. That wasn't her only fall of the night, later she took a spill in the coffin. In the end, Elvis was so sick, he had to leave the building. Poor, poor Elvis. What a kick ass night. I can't wait for next year!

Ok, so I finally did it! A lot of ladies have said they would love to give one of my bears as a baby shower gift, but were concerned about the button eyes. SO, announcing my VERY first Battle Scarred Bear for Baby ! No more buttons! Let’s see that little bambino try to pull these eyes off! I decided to let people choose their own colors AND they can be personalized with baby’s name! SAWEET!

This weekend we went to a car show in Fairmount, GA called Hot Rods and Hillbillies (my kinda people!). It was so out in the STICKS, and the drive there was AWESOME! I knew there were good times to be had as soon as we pulled up.....It was in a huge field with horses, chickens, roosters and a creek....well it used to be a creek and there was also stage for bands and burlesque later in the evening. Then.....there it was.......the glorious dirt track. Holy Jesus. I was in Heaven and it WAS a lot like Dixie! Me and three of the coolest ladies ever put Ol' Bess through hell that day. We went down the track a few times in head to heads, but the best was the whiskey run. You had to haul ass down to the end of the track, grab 3 gallons of "whiskey", throw them in the car, haul ass back and dump 'em out. Holy moly fun! In another race I had to chug a.....a.....can of water, yeah, chug a can of water at the end of the track and head back. That was some nasty water! At the end