Back from Narnia

...last week was wonderful.

My heart's dark but it's rising, i'm pulling all the faith I can see.

Pete got us last minute tickets to Bruce Springsteen! It was amazing and wonderful and I'll always remember it. He didn't play Thunder Road, but maybe we'll get to see him again. He did this amazing thing where he just started taking everyone's request posters and saying "yeah, that's easy, we'll do that....no, not that one, keep trying...Oh my god that's the worst song we've ever recorded..." and he was JUMPING ALL OVER THE STAGE and being amazing. He kept yelling RICHMOOOOOND!!!!

The encore was like an hour long and he played Born to Run and Rosalita and Mary's Place! The whole place was vibrating. And the guy next to Pete was so weird and awesome. Oh also I was on the jumbo-tron, but I don't have a picture of that, unfortunately.

Thanks, Pete!
Also, look, I've lost 25 pounds!

From a quieter than usual northside cottage.

Saturday night found us reclined around a good-smelling fire in my backyard, drinking Malt Liquor and toasting a farewell to Taylor and Juliette.

After the inevitable "we better get going..." I got quiet and misty-eyed and could only choke out a "we'll hold your spot in Richmond until you get back," and a few minutes later we sent them off to Philadelphia. I found myself spending the next few minutes trying to recall what Taylor wrote about me leaving Fredericksburg in his zine, and all I could remember was the last sentence, which was something like "and we can't seem to remember why she left."

I guess that's the thing. As we all shoot off in a million directions and find what it is we're being pulled towards, we're pulled apart from each other, and it's hard for anyone to understand why.

Richmond misses you.

And while we're at it.

This one is extra cute in the mornings.

This n' that.

I love angry employee signs. "SOMEONE" is a WIMP and can't handle the heat.

I am so excited for this. SO EXCITED AHHH I LOVE THE MOVIES.


Pete had an interview at Capital One so we had to go to Francos on Lakeside for a suit adventure. The people were very nice and helpful but it was so boringggggg in there...

So I spent 20 minutes pretending to be a foot model. LOOK at that carpet. Yech.


We're almost settled, getting there. Pictures of studio soon, having some shelving issues so I'm not totally unpacked.

Woozy morning.

Well, I'm knee deep in custom orders, trying to finish them all and mail them out tomorrow, but two things of note:

1. Art:latenight is tonight! Three free workshops (Bookmaking basics, Glass Pendants and Image transfers) and FREE wine and beer. YOU SHOULD COME! 1812 West Main Street @ 8pm.

2. I'm on the fat smash diet detox: Day 3. Oy.

Best craft show ever!

Big ups (!) to the Charm City Craft Mafia for hosting the 2nd annual Pile of Craft, a show with profits so good it made me question my cushy, health-insurance office job existence, if only for a minute or two.

Come! It's FREE AND AWESOME and it was my idea!

Kiss me, I'm connected.

Look I already know that I am a megalomaniac, indulge me.

LOOK HOW LONG MY HAIR IS!!!

From the closet of a reformed New York Catholic

I'm cleaning out some stuff at my parents house.
Any takers?
SIKE.

edit: That bouquet is made of fake roses, fake baby's breath and FOLDED UP DOLLAR BILLS, if you wondered.

Achtung, bitte!

So yesterday I got a phone call at work from a man named Johannes Wiebus, a German Television producer. I am not sure how he knew how to find me, but he said that he saw me on the front page of the newspaper two weeks ago and wanted to film and interview me for a piece he is doing for German TV about rising gas prices and how Americans are coping.

So, I guess he flew into America last night (DC) and is driving down here this morning?

I am thrilled and also freaked out for this weird ass adventure. I am also wondering how he knew where I worked and why he didn't ask for Directions. Don't worry friends, I am always the skeptic and will not fall prey to any "show us your boobs" techniques, no matter how veiled.

In choosing my outfit for my German Television debut I was careful to continue the little known German belief that the Brady Bunch is an accurate depiction of current American Fashion:

Oh my god.

Out of control birthday sandwiches.
My leftovers are the size of a REGULAR sandwich.
The Black Sheep is amazing.

Proof of a good early birthday weekend.

Nice!

I got in!

Our Open Studio!

Please come! This Friday! 6pm!

Etsy update

Well it only took me a whole effing week, but I've got some new stuff up on Etsy, you should go look! Click the picture!

Movin' on up to the Northside.

Attention, attention:

We bought a house.

We're closing on June 13th.

I can't stop GRINNING, seriously.

Northside, look out.

1229 Windsor Avenue!

Everything is coming up milhouse.

I am really happy right now.

The Bada Bing was a success!

I did have a minor freak out this morning in the rain, and almost cried because I felt like I was the least professional person of everyone at the show, but it turned out that I fit right in, for the most part. Sold a bunch of stuff, got about 4 wholesalers interested, and got a ton of people interested in custom orders, which is cool. There were crowds around my table! It was also neat that there were so many people from outside VA who had traveled here to sell stuff. I met a bunch of cool people, including the guy from Figs and Ginger, who was really nice. They use all recycled metal, which is awesome!

I came home and immediately slept for about two hours, without stirring.

Tomorrow, the Falcon!

Here's a big shout out to Pete, for putting up with me for the past two weeks while I smelled like solder all of the time, and was totally panicked and bitchy. Thanks, Pete. It'll be easier next time, like at the Charm City Craft Mafia Pile of Craft!

Note about above pictures: No matter how much I try to have a color palette, there always seems to be a rainbow in everything that I do. Oy.

What are you doing on this Rainy Sunday?

Come see me at the Bada Bing!
*I am so nervous that I may pass out*