Sunday, December 2, 2007
Go out and buy stuff. Tell 'em I sent you.
Friday, I met my gals waffle and Blondie for a little xmas shopping at the No Coast Craft-o-Rama.
This is a fabulous chance to buy amazing handcrafted stuff from local & local-ish vendors. If you live in the Mpls/St.Paul area- or MN in general- you need to go here next year. There was clothing, jewelery, house stuff, bath & body, stellar print work, tons of cute kids stuff, etc...
I was supposed to be buying gifts for other people, but quickly realized that most of my gift tags this year will read:
(Hope you like it!!!)
I bought a gorgeous print of the old Schmidt Brewery (go St. Paul!) (Go beer!) from this guy. I already have it up in my living room and I must say it is perfectly perfect. Love it.
Being the sucker for great screen printing that I am, I also bought an owl print from this guy. I seem to have a strange owl fetish lately.
I don't get it either, but I can't wait to get this up on a wall.
I treated myself to a pair of pretty pineapple-quartz and some sort of olive green stone earrings from here. (I don't have a pic yet- sorry. It's been a long weekend- cut me some slack, will 'ya? Geez...)
Also, a cool Rosemary-mint lotion-stick thingy from these women in Ely that make piney/sprucey/Northwoodsey smelling bath products that are all natural & smell divine. They don't have a website, but this place sells their soap. They're called the Sweet Fern Soap Company.
Lots of these vendors (from what I could tell) also sell on Etsy. Etsy is fucking amazing. All of this great handmade stuff, you buy directly from the vendor, you're supporting a great concept and encouraging people to create great products that (one can hope) are made with an extra helping of love.
I have had nothing but good dealings with Etsy.
Go there. Buy stuff. Restore balance in the world.
I don't know if I can go yet or not (Blondie, you with me?) to this, but I'm sure going to try.
Allegedly there are going to be $2 bloody marys. (Stacy? You with me too?)
Also, on Friday after the Craft sale (I love saying that. It sounds like I was buying crap like this), I got retardedly drunk with my BFF of 25+ years, Waffle. We went out with intentions of having one or two and then walking/stumbling the 2 blocks back to my pad. For whatever reason, we were muy popular at El Bar, and ended up consuming our weights in alcoholic beverages.
It was a ton of fun, but my stomach and head hated me the next day, and I had an Extension class to teach that morning. ARGH! Hosting a cookie exchange is really not fun with a pounding head and the urge to hurl every 3.5 minutes all over the pretty cookies.
And yes, if anyone is keeping score, I have had 2 hangovers in 2 weeks. Gross.
Someone call AA and ask them what time appetizers are. I'll see if I can make it.
Today I had intentions of actually reading a book, an idea which (lately) seems to be as likely as me getting on, making it through the elimination rounds, and finally emerging victorious on American Idol.
Too bad that shoveling (yes, we have a bit of snow in these here parts right now), running errands, sleeping way too late, cooking and reading the paper pretty much canceled that out.
Every day my brain dies a little more. Give me a few months and you'll have to put my bib on for me, feed me, and change my diapers.
Good luck with that.
Hope y'all had a good weekend, my little fluffy, white balls of coconut-coated rabbit poos.