Showing posts with label strangers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label strangers. Show all posts

Friday, June 12, 2009

oh baby, my first blog tag


wooo hoooo. I feel like I've MADE IT. Thank you Caroline @ Temptation & Bliss. You are a doll.


I've got to tell you 6 unimportant things that make me happy. Pish posh. If it makes me happy then it IS important!!!!



Here we go:

1. Getting the middle of anything baked (brownies, cake, ESPECIALLY the middle biscuit in the pan)

2. SMILES from strangers. I love when I walk around and people smile when they open the door for you, or the cashier looks you right in the eye and gives you a big smile or when you just get a smile when you catch yourself starring into someone elses car at a red light (creepy, I know....I find myself unintentionally doing this a lot)

3. Bubble Gum. Like, the double bubble kind. Looses it's flavor in about 2 minutes...pop another one in. Heaven.


4. Getting hard fingertips on my left hand. Hrmmmmmm....that just looks odd when you write it down. Let me explain: still working on my mad guitar skills (please read the sarcasm) and everyday I check my left hand fingertips to see how much harder they have become. I need those calluses to play better!!!!!

5. Chocolate. Anything.

6. AND........taking out my contacts and putting on my glasses. Best feeling ever. My eyes just sorta go "AHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhh, thank you".

{love for my bubble gum, glasses and cool hand signs}

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

it's a beauty. i just can't thread it.

This is what I was so excited about.




A White Series 77 Sewing Machine

Short story on why I am so excited:

I have really odd dreams. All of the time. A few weeks ago I had a very vividly real dream that I was buying sewing machine (beautiful, old, well kept..) from a yard sale. A woman approached me about the machine and she told me that it had been her mothers who had just passed away.

and I bought it (in my dream).

Ever since then I have really really wanted to find this old sewing machine. After many unsuccessful trips to local thrift/consignment shops she finally appeared.

The woman who had owned the machine (who also happened to be the owners mother-in-law) had just passed away.

Okay. I know. This really isn't anything special BUT I felt like it was a little creepy and maybe I secretly think there will be a ghost or spirit in this sewing machine.

OH and,

many thanks to the poor neighbors who happened to walk by today and get suckered into helping me lug this solid wood table up a flight of stairs.

I've always depended on the kindness of strangers.

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