More Market report.
Thursday lunchtime till bedtime:

I had emailed Amy Butler to introduce myself shortly before Market. She was just a doll, telling me she'd keep on the lookout for me and not to be nervous, that everyone was so welcoming.

Around lunchtime on Thursday, I was sitting with Sarah and Leann from the Westminster office, and  in the next aisle over I saw Amy walking toward her booth with her husband. She had already passed us but turned back for just a second and  I shyly waved, not quite sure if she was even looking at me. She stopped immediately and turned  around, "Is that you, Miss Melissa? Miss Yummy Goods?" I got up to meet her halfway where she gave me a big hug and introduced me to David. What a sweetheart. So warm and generous.

 

Amy went  out of her way to make me feel comfortable and cared for. Each time I saw her, she would ask me if I was feeling any better and tell me I looked great.

 

Amy's office manager Diane was just lovely and friendly as well, inviting me to return to the booth and keep her company when Amy had other engagements.

I went to Amy's Schoolhouse - standing room only! (A Schoolhouse is a 15 minute show and tell, essentially.) I also attended presentations  by Erin McMorris, Heather Bailey, and Anna Maria Horner.  It is kind of hard to believe that I will be doing a Schoolhouse at the Fall Market!

At 5:00 it was time for Fabric 2.0 - a bloggers party, which you can read about ( and see pictures of) at JCaroline Creative. I grabbed a cab from the convention center with Sandi Henderson and Shawn and Masha (Marsha?) from Michael Miller Fabrics. After mingling, posing for pictures and eating appetizers at Oba, I caught a ride with Heather B. back to our hotel for the Westminster party at 7.

( Just so you know, I was thinking about adding a new blog category called Name Drop Soup just to tag these Market posts. )

One of the most surprising and wonderful things about my experience at Market was getting to know my new friend Jeff, the Sales Manager for Westminster Fibers.   We had some great phone chats back in the fall, so I was looking forward to meeting him in person. I had talked with him a  few times earlier in the day, but sitting together at the party allowed us some time to really talk and we became fast friends.

About mid-evening,  Jeff invited each of the designers with new collections to come to the front of the banquet room and talk about the inspiration for their new lines. This was such a treat! I kept looking around the room: Kaffe Fassett, Amy Butler, Denyse Schmidt...Tanya Whelan, Jennifer Paganelli,Valori Wells, Erin McMorris...... Anna Maria, Heather Bailey, Tina Givens, .... Joel Dewberry, Donna Dewberry,  Verna Mosquera, Heather Ross... and... me? Actually, the weirdest thing about it was that it hardly felt weird at all. But maybe that's just because I was so sick; I didn't have enough energy to be nervous with!

After listening to the wonderful stories behind the new fabric lines, Jeff and I grabbed some of the yummy food and sat down for more talking until it was time for me to head off to bed, exhausted but happy.

More booth photos and tales of dinners and parties next time!

xo, m

Ok, it is a little overwhelming to really try to recap my trip. I will probably end up bouncing around, but I gotta just jump in.

I was seated next to a fun and stylish woman on the flight to Portland - turns out she was headed to QM, too. Janet is a stylist for Quilting Treasures. We had a great time talking for the entire 7 plus hours we were on the plane together! Also seated next to me was this lovely older woman. She said she had tried quilting (patchwork) but she couldn't get all of her seams to match up. Her friend who was teaching her ripped out all the seams to re-stitch them together! The woman was so disheartened, as she had really enjoyed it but felt that she hadn't done it "right!" I told her that I never match up my seams that that I like it better that way. I suggested she give it another try and see if she could let go of the need to have it be perfect and just do it for the pleasure of working with her hands. Relieved and excited, she vowed  to try it again! What a sweet lady. I hope she does get her hands on some fabric soon.

I was so happy to get out of the plane and into the Portland air, which was downright balmy at 10pm! Just a  short hotel shuttle and I was unpacking in my room. The next morning, Thursday, I walked the couple of blocks  to the convention center. I had on my new trouser-y jeans (which I hemmed for heel height), my new eggplant suede Danskos  and  a  pretty new dress.  Makeup on, hair all messy and bedheaded - in a good way. And man, was I sick. Head foggy, nose stuffy, throat hurt-y. Yuck.

Got to the  place, got my name tag  and waited in line at the Starbucks for a venti soy latte, which I did each morning after.  Made my way into the main space where the first booth I saw was Westminster's, which was more like a block of booths! A neighborhood. And it did feel that way. Lots of energy, people unpacking shipping crates, quilts everywhere. I sought out the office people that I have spoken with and emailed for the last year, finally able to meet them face to face!

Next, I walked around the  block and found Anna Maria setting up her gorgeous booth with her gorgeous husband. Seriously, this couple is just  beautiful. I told them so, and Jeff ( Anna's husband) said "We never hear that. Our kids never tell us that!" I really enjoyed talking with Jeff - he is a very welcoming and friendly fella who is  interested in getting to know other people.

Ok, fine. I'll start showing you the pictures of Anna's award-winning booth!  I am pretty sure she won for Most Creative Double Booth.

 

Anna was just as adorable as you would imagine. Pretty as hell, funnier than I expected and all that talent. Wow, she is a force of nature. I spent quite a bit of time with her that first morning, hanging out on the floor of the booth as she finished  some stitching on that quilt hanging up on the right.

One of Anna's new fabrics behind a row of her finished needlepoint pillows (manufactured by Peking Handicraft): 

 

I want a dress like this in my size, chicken sash especially:

 

The famous chairs and a giant cover of Anna's forthcoming book:

 

Painting by Anna:

 

Garden Party:

 

 

I know, you want o see pictures of Anna and Jeff. I'm sorry! I  hardly took any pictures of people! 

Ok, next up: Schoolhouse and Amy Butler. 

xo, m

Just a quick lunch-time post of some Quilt Market pics.

The first thing I saw when I walked onto the floor of the market was huge wooden crates marked "Westminster Fibers." I didn't get a chance to get shots of those, but here is one that I saw that made me happy: 

 

I love that they painted those offset polka-dots on it!

A corner of Valori Wells' booth:

 

I chatted with Valori for just a little bit -  she was adorable and sweet, as was Carolyn, the co-author of Life Style - Valori's newest book.

 

I love these:

 

More later!

Ahhhh.....It feels so good to be home.  I arrived home from Quilt Market last night.

Remember how before I left I was fighting a bad sore throat? Well, it didn't get any better in time for the trip and of course travelling from Cape Cod to Oregon didn't help! I had a miserable cold  the whole time.  So when you see pictures of me out in blogland, just remember that I was a sick puppy.

I jumped right back into a full workweek at my day job today, so I am still in  need of resting up.  I'll just start off my market report with some simple shots of things that made me smile every day as I was walking from the hotel to the Oregon Convention Center.

 I was enchanted by this house with its giant rhododendron:

 

I don't love the foliage of rhododendrons, as you may recall, but I do love when they are in bloom.

Look at those crazy giant clusters! I just marveled at it every morning.

This is the little garage that goes with the house:

 

I don't know what kind of tree that is behind it, do you? It was huge!
The whether was unusually wonderful for Portland! It was so warm.  And sunny! What a treat that was.

Some mossy shadowy stairs that I loved: 

 

Ok, ok.  A couple of shots of the show:

 

In the fall, my name will be on one of those banners!

The Westminster Fibers booth is huge.

It includes tons of sales tables and is backed by (and somewhat faced with) the individual booths of many of the Rowan/Free Spirit Designers. (I have a bunch of pictures of those to show you later.)

 

Next time I will show a bunch of booth pictures. I hope you won't be too disappointed that I didn't get many shots of the designers.  When we were all together we were too busy socializing!

It was fun getting a chance to meet everyone and see how the whole trade show thing works. Of course, I would have preferred to be healthy for it. Next time I will shop for cute outfits well in advance so I don't get so run-down right before the show!

More to come. 

God morning,

ha ha I just realized I typed God morning!  I am going to leave it because I think it's funny.

>Ahem.<

Good morning to you. I am trying to quickly heal a sore throat and fever situation before I leave for Quilt Market ! Drat! I think it was the marathon of shopping that did me in.

For today, just a few more images from The Game Of Happiness that I love so much:

 

And when you overcome a 'hang-up for love,' you 'win love key':

 

I leave for Oregon on Wednesday! I am  excited about meeting everyone and getting a feel for the industry.
I will  be reporting back with every detail I can remember.

In the meantime, I am taking good care of myself so I can heal this sore throat.

 

Yay, I love pink.

xo, mba 

Hey, lookie what I found at an estate sale a couple of weeks ago:

 

Yep, another one!
Actually, my Honey grabbed it for me. (Tee hee - my honey.)

Another game I scored:

 

Mystery Date!

 

I love this illustration:

 

and this:

 

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Last week, the leaves finally sprung!

My heart flip-flops for that light yellowy-green of baby leaves. Driving down scenic route 6A on Cape Cod is such a treat at this time of year. I always keep an eye out for when the 'canopy' appears- the trees from either side of the road extending their offerings of frilly new growth, creating a verdant  canopy  over the street.

>sigh<

I'm in love with spring.

And now we conclude this morning's post with your daily installment of The Game of Happiness:

 

 

xo,
mba

(pink robe, pink living room, soy coffee)

Got this cute mug thrifting the other day:

 

Isn't it pretty? It has a chip on the other side, but do you think I care? No, no I don't.

 

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Yoga newsflash: I did my first headstand last week! All by myself, no wall, no spotter. Held it for 30 seconds!

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I don't usually give a rat's ass what is "in" or "out" but this is one trend worth following: 

 

You heard it here, Phoniness is Out! 

 

Yay! Sincerity is In! 

(From the Game of Happiness, featured in the previous post.) 

I have been stressing a little about what to wear to Quilt Market. I mean, I will be meeting a lot of people and I want to feel comfortable and look good, of course. Part of me wants to really plan outfits and be all decked out and professional-looking. But then I remember that Phoniness Is Out!

I am sure I will still wear heels  at some point, which I rarely do in real life, but that is because I am pretty sure that most of the designers are Amazons, and I am ... well... more elfin.  And I do love heels. But I am also thinking I will wear jeans, multiple times without washing- because that is when they fit best. And  hoodies, since I pretty much live in them. I need to remember to present myself as who I am, not who I think others expect me to be.
Sincerity is In!   And thank god, because I am a terrible faker.

A little affirmation for your day:

xo, mba 

Good morning.
I am sitting here  curled up on the couch in my pink robe ( in my pink living room!)

I am drinking my soy coffee. I think I have mentioned it before, but this is what it is: I take a little bit of water and mix it with Maxwell House Bold instant coffee. Then I add plain soymilk and microwave it. It tastes just like a soy latte. I do eat dairy, I just am trying not to have as much sugar - that's why I have this instead of regular coffee with cream and sugar.  The soymilk has enough natural sweetness that it doesn't require additional sweetening up. Yum. Plus, I'm sweet enough already, right?

Some little bijoux from an estate sale a couple of weeks ago:

 

Again, sorry for the blur, but you know I had to include the cat feet.

Love these yellow clip ons. I think they might become pendants.

 

And there was only one of these, but it is so darling:

 

This will definitely become a centerpiece for a necklace, after it gets a good scrubbing with a toothbrush! 

Oh, and this, because there is never enough:

 

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I noticed this morning that I am nearing my 2ooth post! Funny, It took me nearly a year to go from 1 to 100, but only 4 months to go from 100 to 200! Guess I finally got into a groove.

Speaking of getting into the groove, I must admit that I love Madonna. I don't want to, I mean I feel like I shouldn't for some reason, but I just can't help it. There, I said it.

Ok, back to the topic- my 200th post. You know what that means: giveaway, baby! I think I might put together a  one big one and use my little bundles of bits as extras so there can be more than one winner.

As for the big prize, I am still figuring out what it will be. Of course, I don't have my fabric to give away yet, so it will have to be something else. Maybe some other Free Spirit designer's fabrics. Maybe some of my vintage fabric stash? Maybe some estate sale goodies? Jewelry made by me or supplies? Artwork? Maybe all of the above? Any suggestions?

As a thank you to the people who are kind enough to link to me, I think I will have the big prize be available to them only, with the smaller goodies available to anyone. Does that sound fair? So now that I've given you a head's up, it's fine with me if this spurs you to link to me, I mean, you were just about to anyways, right? I won't feel like you're doing it just for the prize. I promise.

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I found the most awesome old game at the same estate sale where I got the jewelry above. The Game of Happiness! Yes!

I had never heard of it, have you? 

This made me chuckle: 

 

Happiness is trademarked!

And this, well I just love this: 

 

The Rainbow of Happiness!

This is so good that I am going to have to parcel it out and show a bit each day.

 

A little happy thought for your day, courtesy of The Game of Happiness (tm): 

 

xo, mba

The living room isn't quite ready to be shown off yet, but I did want to show you something cool.

I am painting the radiators like I did in the bathroom - from a dull uneven silver to glossy bright white. Look at what we found behind one of them (after spending 45 minutes poking through the slots with the handles of wooden spoons):

 

We'll probably frame some of this stuff and hang it in here. 

This little bit of wallpaper reminds me of some we had in the house I grew up in, same colors.

 

Did I ever squeal when I pulled these out:

 

A hoodsie spoon wrapper! Someone's life insurance policy bill: One dollar a month!

Photographs!

 

( Did you notice that I am experimenting with  my backgrounds ?)

A few more bits:

 

The crucifix pouch was empty, unfortunately. 

But check this out:

 

A scrap of a girlie mag!

 

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Got ready for work yesterday, and when I walked into the living room, I realized that my sweater was the exact shade of the new paint color.

 

Sorry for the blur, but it was the only picture I liked enough to show you. (Yeah honey, I know, it's a little forehead-y.) Sweater hoodie from Old Navy - gift from my Honey for Valentine's Day. 

I am a little self-conscious about showing pictures of myself, so be gentle.

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Listening to:
Priscilla Ahn

Melody Gardot 

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Ok, show of hands: who is going to Quilt Market?

xo, mba 

We finally decided on a new color for the living room. Yes, we have been living with the walls just primered for a month or more!

When we moved in, (after scraping off the seventies wallpaper and repairing the walls) we painted it a warm mocha brown which we loved. But this room gets very little light, and it was just too dark and gloomy during the day. Cozy and warm at night, but still really dark. And kinda, well, serious and traditional.

At first we thought we would go super-light. Like maybe even (gasp!) white or ivory. But we wanted something that would contrast more with the white trim. We live in an old old house and the window casings are really nice, so we wanted to highlight them. So then we thought  we would do something that was very light with some color in it, for the contrast. Of course the problem with that is that  very light+some color= pastel. And that wasn't gonna do it for us. 

We finally realized that it was  the boring-ness that bothered us more than the dark-ness of the room. So then we thought we would do more of a deep color, just not dark. The only color that I could imagine painting it was pink! I was open to other suggestions, but nothing was really thrilling me.

My honey said he didn't want a pink living room but after looking at our mountain of paint chips, he agreed that it would look good and we settled on a brownish pink. You know, good contrast, not too "pink!"

As we were about to leave for the Depot, he grabbed another chip out of the pile.

Him :How about this one?

Me: Really?!

Him: Yeah, what do you think?

Me: Are you kidding?! I love it. It's perfect! Are you sure?

Him:  Yeah, why not? It has a good name. "Cheery."

I love that guy. 

So, what color is it?
Well, let's just say that it makes the kitchen look tame.

At the depot, getting the paint mixed:

Me: Honey, I thought you didn't want a pink living room.

Him: Well, it's more of a red.

Me: Ok, honey. If it helps you sleep at night, it's red.

Befores, Way Befores and Afters to come. 

 Just a tiny post today before yoga class.

Got these very heavy little birdie tack things a while back.

 

Anyone know what they are for?  

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random bits: 

*Psyched for So You Think You Can Dance to start. 

*I heard "Mercy" by Duffy a couple of weeks ago and immediately downloaded it. Awesome throwback sound.

*Thanks to Miss Holly over at Decor8  for writing me up the other day!

* Watched Enchanted and was. 

xo, mba 

 

Is anyone going to _{Art and Soul} in Virginia this weekend?
My sister is. A couple of months ago she told me that she is taking the Michael DeMeng workshop - that's the fella who wrote  The Secrets of Rusty Things .
She said she didn't have any materials to bring for the project.  I guess some people don't have little boxes full of weird little bits and bobs, banker's boxes not labelled 'Taxes 2007,' but 'Rusty.' You know how I love rust.
Krissi, I got your back.
Half an hour of foraging in my workroom and here you go:

 

That little bit there in the front, to the right of the blue beads? That is a bit that flaked off of my awesome rusty watering can.

 

 So I'm playing around with the rusty bits... Do you see what I saw in that one above?

 

Do you see that perfect profile there on the right? Reminds me of the closing credits of Lemony Snicket.
(Sorry, Krit. You know I had to keep this one. )

 

She's a bird nerd, so parted with some of my favorite little birdie bits.

 

And amethyst is her birthstone, so you know...

 

More rust play:

 

And if you've visited yummygoods more than once, you know I'm not the only one around here who likes to play:

 

Here you go, Kritter.

 

xo,
mba

Here she is, my Sugar Snap!

Yeah, I know, enough selvedge already!

Of course  I can't reveal everything, but I can give you a good shot of these since you've already seen the print version:

 

And here, let me wrangle up a couple of peeks: 

(Note to Self: don't wait till the last day to take pictures, because the last day may be gray and your pictures might not look the way you like them to. hmmph)

 

ahhhhh........

Sugar Snap will be available in August. That's just a few months away, so start brainstorming! I can't wait to see what you will make with these prints! Can. Not. Wait!

Oh, and remember that other project I mentioned  I was working on with Free Spirit?
Well, I am pleased to announce that Free Spirit Fabric now has a blog! (Banner and buttons designed by yours truly!)
We are still working a few things out, but you could head on over and subscribe and say hi, if you like! You know, after you say hi to me.

Thanks for all the love yesterday.

xo, mba 

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod.

I am taking pics right now, this is the first:

My name. On. The. Edge. Of. Fabric.
I am such a geek that I couldn't wait to show you!

And I am such a geek that I keep getting all weepy with relief, disbelief, joy. 

I kept saying that I wouldn't believe it until I had the actual fabric in my hands...
Well, I was wrong because I still don't believe it!

I feel like I should be acting  nonchalant and like this was all inevitable.
But the truth is that I am still surprised that I made it out of my teens alive, and I am still surprised that ...oh, I don't even know. Just surprised by all of it. Surprised that I am ok, I guess. This is all feels like such a dream, a fantasy. 

For most of my life I didn't believe that I could be happy or healthy or  successful. I have been working so hard for so long,  just to keep my head above water, emotionally speaking.  I'd like to say that I  never gave up, but I gave up all the time.  I guess I just eventually picked myself up off the floor, whether it took weeks (if I was lucky) or months (most of the time) or years (sometimes). What can I say, I was always  a slow getter-back-upper.
But I'm getting faster. (mmm, smile)

I feel like I should ---I guess from a marketing perspective--- just act like this is all perfectly normal and act all professional and shit. And not swear. And I should say "oh my gosh" instead of "oh my god."
Well,  maybe someday.
Not today.

For today I am a girl who swears and says ohmygod.
For today I am a girl who is overcome with relief and a deep sense of okayness that is pretty new.
And I am totally digging it.

Thank you so much for your support and enthusiasm.
It is medicine for my heart.

More pictures to come. 

xo and love, for real.
mba

Oh my god, you guys! The samples came in and they are blowing my mind!
Sneakity peekity to come this weekend. This is all so surreal.
I went out to celebrate last night with my Honey.
Creme brulee, mais bien sur! 

Until I get a chance to photograph the fabric (my fabric, oh my god!) please enjoy this crazy mug I scored a few years ago:

 

At the top it says "How to diet successfully and fight fat"

 

 

What is up with this pink guy! ?

 

So weird.  

 

One more weird thing about me? I rarely do this:

 

The eat slowly thing, I mean. Well, I suppose I don't use a stopwatch either, but you knew what I meant, right? You get me.

But let me tell you:
One thing that I do eat slowly- I mean like at a glacial pace- is creme brulee. And boy did I milk it last night, picking the tiny sugary bits off of the dish with my fingers and everything.

Oh, drool......

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xo, mba

I haven't been sewing, but I have been cutting. 

 

As always, no plan. Just randomly cutting fabric into strips  and squares for when I am ready to sit down at the machine.

 

I feel a quilt coming on. 

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Spring! I love spring. It has been pretty much sunny for the last couple of weeks, which has helped my outlook immensely. I spent the afternoon in the garden on Saturday, for the first time this season. This is late for me!
I cleaned up a few of the beds in the vegetable garden, and most of the pathways between the beds. 

Need to get some peas in the ground this weekend. Maybe I'll grab some pansies at the nursery. I pledge to document my gardening this year!

Do you garden?  Vegetables or flowers or both?

If you lived nearby,  you would be so sick of me pushing  cucumbers and green beans on you every summer.

 Oh, hi.

I was going to show you a picture of myself from the other day. Feeling a little self conscious about it, I asked my honey, "Is this a good picture of me?"

He said, "It's a little forehead-y." 

Now, you should know that I often joke around about having a five-head , as in "Her forehead's so big, she should call that thing a five-head."

So will I be showing you this picture? Um, no. No, I will not. 

But I will show you my cute shoes:

 

Canvas ballet flats from Old Navy. Way cheap. Had a ratty looking and uncomfortable ankle strap that I removed.  Salmon-y polka dot shoes. Awesome.

Oh, and speaking of awesome? 

From Goodwill.

Yeah, I know. It's polyester. But you will see why couldn't resist:

 

and a cute tag even:

 

I am still haunted by a crazy  polyester shirt that I passed up years ago, and  I didn't want to have any more regrets. 

And this one was too perfect:

 

Can you even believe it?
And yes, I will wear these. Open, over a tank top.
I have so many clothes from thrift stores. Oh man, I should document those! 

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Just wanted to let you know:

You know what you can do, if you want?

Strikeoffs due this week! 

xo 

Good morning!  

I have been doing some spring cleaning. Not the traditional kind, more of a spiritual kind.

When I was really down last month, I realized (again) how downright cruel I can be to myself. Years ago, I used to be only filled with self hate- constantly insulting myself, repeating hurtful phrases to myself as some kind of torturing mantra.

I have come a long way since then, but , boy, when I start sinking down, those thoughts come back like an army of flying monkeys of the soul!

I have been consciously  trying to replace those negative thoughts with positivity and optimism.

Of course, when I am feeling good, this isn't really that hard. The dark feeling are more manageable when they are small passing clouds in an otherwise sunny day. But when the storm comes... Well, I am practicing being kind to myself so that when the storm comes ( and there will be storms ) I am in the habit of helping myself with thoughts instead of hurting myself with them.

In addition to working to change my thought patterns and self-talk, I am changing some of my other habits. I have been spending less time online and more time outside. I have been eating more moderately and getting more exercise. I have been putting on my ipod and listening to music or podcasts instead of watching tv. I am feeling better and enjoying the changes I am putting into place. In the past, I have  done these things intermittently, but I really want them to be a more consistent way of life. It feels so good. Why do I let these practices go?

To help keep this going, I am treating each new positive impulse as a lit match. I cup my hands around it and protect it so it doesn't get put out by a slight wind. When I have one of those thoughts like "ooh, it's really nice out, I should go for a walk," I  try to act on it quickly, before I have time to talk myself out of it or get distracted. I am practicing overcoming inertia!

Above is another one of my thrifted tea towels.
Isn't it cute? I thought it was fitting for the topic.

What's going on with you all? 

Hey.
Is the weekend over already?
>sigh<

Some birdies from last  month: 

I don't even mean to collect birds; it just happens.

 

Thor loves his place in the sun. He especially seems to enjoy it when his place in the sun is also my little photo shoot. He's a natural.  Can you see that he has a swirly gray belly?
Thor's nicknames: Sor-Sor, Shim,  Mr. T, Puppy Cat.

Here, now you can see the shadow action I was going for:

 

Smooch!

 

My honey brought this book to my attention at an estate sale:

 

Uh, is it just me, or is she incredibly Hello Kitty-ish? 

 

So cute!

 

Those little faces are killin' me.

 

 

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I was tagged again to list seven weird things about me. As  before, I like to play - but not by the rules. So I am going to just keep adding to my original list  whenever I think of something weird ( or random ) about me. I suggest you do the same - it's kind of fun to keep an eye out for those things about oneself that others might find odd or surprising or funny. Sure, some of them will be downright dull - they can't all be winners, right? 

Since I already added one on, I think I should be at:

#9.  I really want to dye my hair pink.

#10. I have an unreasonably high tolerance for mess and disarray.

#11. I got my license when I was 22 or 23. I didn't drive regularly until a year later. For the first couple of years, I would not allow any passengers.

#12. Brussels sprouts are like candy to me. 

xo, m