Atlanta's Indie Craft Experience

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!!!

Comments

BaldyLocks said…

I've been checking out your shop. LOVE the bears.

October 25, 2007 at 7:57 PM

Lori said…

I hope you make 1 million dollars! Get busy because its juts a couple of weeks away!

October 30, 2007 at 4:27 PM

Anonymous said…

Oh take care of those little fingers honey, and congrats on such a success for your first show!!

October 30, 2007 at 9:10 PM

Stitchblade said…

You'll do awesome yet again!

November 2, 2007 at 11:53 PM

Oops! I Did It Again!

I wrecked my car.....again. Just a fender bender this time. I was in that awesome after work bumper to bumper traffic on the highway. I sneezed....and I sneezed again and again and then a snot rocket flew outta my nose. As I go to wipe the hangin' snot outta my nose....BAM. I hit a car. What really sucked was when I hit the car my snot covered hand slid up and smeared on the lense of my glasses. Awesome. Just fuckin' awesome and to top it all off, I got another ticket. I get home and I'm all pissy and shit. Jeremy says "Why you so pissy?" Uh, HELLO? I just wrecked my stupid fuckin' car! He says, "you're not used to that by now?" Admittedly, I've had a few problems with bumpin' into cars and other things here and there, but dang....it ain't like it's ever my fault. Psht. Like this one time, the girl was in the backseat and needed a kleenex. I turned around to gave one to her. I hit a car. It was dead stopped at a red light. ...

In the Car

Everyday this week, I've had to bring the kids to work with me. Since they're completely terrified of me (psht), they've kept their little kid selves in line. On the way to work this morning, the girl taught the boy how to hand crochet. He was pretty hesitant at first, because "boys don't do that kinda crap"....that's until she told him of her grand plan to make 'em and sell 'em to the people I work with. The second money was involved, he was all in. In less than 10 minutes, he was well on his way to making his first hand crocheted scarf. It's amazing what can get accomplished in the hour and a half it takes to get to work. By the time we arrived, the boy had completed his very first scarf. All I can seem to get accomplished is drinking coffee..... Mmmm.....Starbucks. I totally thought I was over it. I was wrong. So, how is the girl's grand plan goin' you might be wondering. Uh yeah.....she's made $32 so far. As for the boy,...

What an Asshole

Awesome. That's what I am. So awesome that I'm featured on Cooking for Asshole's blog and I didn't have to pay him one penny. Not that he's anything special, but at least he recognizes me for all of my awesomeness....even though he totally talks shit about me and says something about me being Japanese just because I couldn't my panties on right one day...psht....what an asshole. Despite the fact that he's an asshole, he writes one of my favorite blogs . He thinks we're all stupid and suck ass at cookin '. He will berate you and belittle you and cook a pork roast at the same time. Be aware though....he cooks a bunch vegetarian hippie shit......claiming his wife's a vegetarian....I think meat just gives him the shits so he doesn't make a lot of it. If you're one of them beer drinkers, this Asshole thinks he's some sorta beer connoisseur (I say he's just a drunk). He drinks all kinds weird shit. I mean really, why not just sit do...

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