housekeeping

This pre-cleaning view of the pool is becoming a tradition. The "after" pictures make me feel like a miracle worker...even if I'm only the team leader- I really couldn't do it without the help of my guys. My cheap thrill comes with the finally hosing and scrubbing when the blue is revealed.

Speaking of blue...do you think some very small bird might possible think this is a good place to make a nest? Maybe I should have made it in shades of brown.

Friday with NO WORK!

I was loose on the town yesterday with my buddy JR - (nobody went to 'mergency and nobody went to jail) but a good time was had by all...no big stretch for the Easily Amused!

First stop was a revelation for both of us. While IKEA is inspiring, it's overwhelming. I come away from them thinking I need to torch my joint and start from scratch.

On the other hand, The Container Store in the Perimeter Mall area of Atlanta was great fun. With a focus on organization I actually came away with ideas for reorganizing the studio and a few closets. They also have tons of just plain fun stuff like these little clear acrylic boxes that I used to spend my lunch money on at Takashimaya in NYC. I'm sure I'll find a way to put them to uses other than mere eye candy. 

We went from there to Restoration Hardware where we were treated like invisible lepers. I imagine I could have jumped up and down on their 4000$ bed and no one would have mentioned it. We might have gotten away with taking that 8 foot Eiffel Tower right out the front door. hmmmf.

On to the Barnes and Noble next door to further expand our brains and shrink our wallets. Enough foot work for the morning; we saddled up and groped our way up county to the wilds of Roswell to find the elusive Lemon Meringue Pie at the charming PieHole in Roswell. No luck but plenty of tasty alternatives. JR has given up finding her favorite pie; they have a really short shelf life but still we ran wild and had dessert before lunch.

We got back on the road and set out to find the address of a radio station where I was to pick up  tickets to see Tom Petty that Jim won when he entered a drawing at Cool Ray park last week.  Severe lack of civic imagination has every other street named "Peachtree Something" or "Somebody's Ferry", so we wandered around lost for about an hour in midday Friday traffic. Phone calls from my husband and to the radio station were no help. Finally I asked JR if her new phone had GPS. She had no idea.

We pulled into a parking lot and poked at the thing for a few minutes trying to learn the function on the spot. The screen said "type or speak your destination"- in a stage voice I told it where to go. The screen went all fuzzy  and after a minute or so a tinny voice said "turn left onto Mt. Vernon Highway". Hilarity! Demon voices guided us straight to the place. I couldn't get over the notion that the car had been possessed. Really, we're not Luddites, just a little out of step.

The frosting on the cake of my day was being able to stay awake for the Braves home opener. The pajama seats were great and the boys saved the day by winning!  A day off like this makes working the weekend palatable.

stunned

 
I just can't help myself. This makes me want to get a really expensive tattoo. Almost.(photo by G.Mocafico)


It's clear to me why I find some of these so compelling.

and don't miss his Jellies!

back to work

Thanks to everyone who snapped up the offerings new to the store yesterday. Tomorrow is ship day!  I'm back to the ironing board this morning putting together some more burritos.

 I've been taking out tasty bits for my own stash all the along the way, of course, and notions are percolating but there is a huge backlash, mental and physical,  over  a squad of UFOs and total chaos in the studio.

We've had a room open up in the household recently and major reorganization is underway. I hate the process but love the outcome.
The reality show is called "Hellhole to Heaven".

Two links of note today. Serena is stash busting. I had momentary thoughts of how I could over-dye, discharge or otherwise torture some of her commercial fabrics but no, I'm already ducking calls from the producers of Hoarders.

And WARNING TO PEOPLE WHO DON'T LIKE SNAKES....don't go here and please note I did NOT post any of the fabulous spellbinding images here. . But if you don't mind them, here's an incredible site devoted to the photographic art of Guido Mocafico.  I'm completely absorbed with the idea of creating fiber art after one or more of these incredible images. I'm stoned by 16 and 23...no links..find your own bliss!

brrrr!

It's a shop keeping day and I can barely break a  sweat in this chill that's come over the southeast. I feel for folks with tender plantings that may have been set out too soon - it might actually dip below freezing over the next few nights.Crazy!

I've been ripping and ironing all morning and have started putting together an entire alphabet's worth of cloth burritos for sale at Random Acts of Dyeness.

 Back to the iron! brrrrrr. Where's my hoodie?

Claret