333: ooooh, that's the half-birthday of 666. spooky.
Oh, hey. Welcome to Procrastinating On The Book: Volume 8-10-09 .
Don't tell my honey, or he will kick my ass. I'll do some stuff this afternoon, since it is about a million degrees and sunny and I will have no customers at the shop today. Ok? Ok, honey?
I am trying to dispel some free-floating anxiety and crankiness by visiting with y'all.
Um, y'all? Where you at?
I know, blogtown is quiet in the summer. I just miss you , is all.
Whatcha doing? Spending all day at the beach, or out gardening, or driving your kids to camp?
(>sigh< STILL haven't been swimming yet. Maybe tonight, since it is so hot.)
I know, I know: I'm a bit boring these days... no new fabric, no magazine articles, no sewing patterns, no tv appearances... Damn, I gotta stop following the other designers on twitter. I'm getting a complex.
Anyhoo, I miss you and I will be here when you get back. Ok? Do some mermaid flips in the water for your old pal Melissa, won't you? Thanks. Mwah!
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Had some girlfriends over to the studio the other day, and one brought me (thanks, Beth!) this little heather posy :
Is heather an everlasting? Seems like it would be. Look at how delicate and perfect this little bouquet is! It's so tiny. It makes my heart go all fluttery. There's just something about miniatures.
When Beth gave me the bouquet, I hunted around my shelves for something to display it in, and my eyes landed on this lovely little thing:
Teeny tiny little funnel! What was this used for? My dear friend Sue sent me this a while back, because she knows how much I love old enamel things. Thanks, Sue!
Perfectly chippy.
Some scale, so you can see how tiny the bouquet is:
They were made for each other.
Oh-my-god-this-makes-me-so-happy:
>sigh<
thank god for small pleasures. and tiny funnels. and the word 'posy'. and friends who give you perfect little gifts.
I would be remiss if I didn't mention that on the day I received the bouquet, one of the the other friends who was over brought a blueberry pie. Which was delicious with it's half inch of blueberry and two inches of crumble topping. Which we promptly wrecked. Which is why there is no photographic evidence of Cindy's baking prowess.(Cindy wrote a lovely little post about my little gift shop that I keep meaning to tell you about. Read it here.)
When I met Beth and Cindy in January, Beth announced, "Cindy is the second coming of Martha Stewart. Prepare for an onslaught of baked goods."
Jackpot!
(thanks, girls!)
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Saw Julie and Julia and it was pure perfection. If you are a blogger, try to see it with other bloggers. Very sweet, very funny. Totally entertaining and could not be more perfect for a food-hound, blogger, soon-to-be-published-author (!?)
Plus, Stanley Tucci was in it and he looks like my man, which is to say, totally cute and yummy.
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So, after mulling it over for a week, I decided to train for a half marathon in October. And 3 of my girlfriends decided to join me. And then I found out that it is only a full marathon and crankiness ensued (all me).
We have decided to run the full marathon as a relay team, which I hear is crazy fun. And now since the most any of us will run is 6-ish miles instead of 13.1, some of that pesky training time can be spent designing awesome tee shirts/uniforms for us to wear. Go Yummy Girls! Go Team Unicorn!
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So, um....hey...
To blow off some steam, I have been working on a little side project. A Very Silly Personal Project. With Beth, from the posy.
The Project involves a little bit of storytelling, hand lettering, a little bit of fabric, some papercutting....
a few very quick, very rough drawings...
and, trying to keep it as lo-tech as possible, gold pipecleaners and scotch tape....
and maybe....
um, not sure, but it... well, i mean.... it could possibly maybe have something to do with some kind of.... you know, like, mythical beast.
That may.... or may not.... have a horn.
Stay tuned for .....
Unicorn Stories.
Episode One: Seaweed.
xo,
melissa
melissa
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hey? guys? um, you guys? :)
this could be the cutest thing ever.
I feel like I need to bake more to live up to my second-coming of Martha Stewart status, before it's been redacted. Good thing there's a birthday coming up. Oh my god, I have the best idea for it. It's hysterical. HA!
Oh! There's a birthday coming up. Did I tell you? Hey? Guys? Um, you guys? Birthday?
(also, is it lame to plan to make your own hysterically large birthday cake and invite others to come over and eat it and the force the leftovers on them?)
I am so curious about what it's like at your shop. Are there really days when no one comes in? Not one? I don't know why but I picture the general store that the Olson's had on Little House on the Prairie.
Well good luck on your marathon training. It sounds fun to turn it into a relay. I am off to the beach with the kidlet.
Sunshine and smiles!
I don't do twitter. It seems like a club that I won't be able to join for some reason. Hmm I'll work on that.
As for the unicorn.I am totally enamored with it.
I started out pretty productive this summer, but it went downhill fast into nothingness. But I always get a HUGE nesting fever in the fall, so I'll go back to the to-do list in a month.
And then was amazed and so excited when they made the movie!
My mother has a teeny funnel, it's used to fill old fashioned perfume bottles.
Love your blog, it makes me smile :)
Sarah from Western Australia.
I might be a *little* excited. ;-D
That blueberry pie sounds wonderful! My mom and I used to enjoy BB pie at a department store (now called Macys) when I was a teenager and the crumble topping was flavored with almond. It was to die for!
I've made wild mountain blackberry jam this summer. Took me hours to pick those little suckers! They are considered a special delicacy here in the northwest and berry patches are highly secret! I'll mail you a jar if you like. I think it's fun to get the "local tastes" from areas you've never been. Also, Ocean Spray grows cranberries here where I live. I have bags and bags frozen because we can get them so inexpensively. I love them and they taste so much better than even the cello bags you find around the holidays. It's so fun that every region has their specialties!
Enjoy the rest of your summer, the book will get finished when the right mood sets in! Let me know about that jam.