24 October
So yesterday I spent the day catching up with crit.
I had two critiques to do, as well as catch up on three weeks of emails, around 250 or so. So I didn't do Open Pages stuff and I didn't catch up on my personal email and I didn't add people to my burbs, but I have made a decision--that I am never going to be all caught up with everything all at once, so I will accept that and move on. And I will concentrate on what I am doing and do it properly rather than regret what I am not doing.
So there.
So I went out yesterday to get Deb her bridal shower present from Origins down in Chelsea.
I wished that they had had a Ginger set of small sizes, but they didn't so I got her the Ginger Burst and the Ginger Cloud (see here) and told her that if she liked the scent, there were plenty more products in the line.
And yes, I got stuff for myself, but it was stuff that I needed and I spent more on Deb than I did, so that was okay. I got myself some Knot Free Conditioner because I'm almost out, and some Managing Solution, 'cause I've had the Oil Manager for simply ages and I keep meaning to get the other half.
Before going to Origins, I stopped at the Most Evil Store in the world, Kate's Paperie.
If you think that you've ever been to an evil, money-sucking store before, you may well have, but they are all pikers next to Kate's Paperie. I did manage to escape unscathed, wallet intact, but only just barely.
They have all these gorgeous leather bound journals and photo albums made with fancy hand-made paper, and fountain pens and inks and everything is $118 and you just want. Just ache with the need for acquisition.
They had those gorgeous hand-made greeting cards, with lumpy things on them, and then you turn them over and they're $14. If I bought anyone a $14 greeting card, I would first of all leave the tag on, and secondly grab them and tell them that they could never throw it out, and in fact, really should frame it.
I wanted things that I don't normally pine after, like wrapping paper and rubber stamps and this beautiful handmade paper imbedded with autumn leaves there at $1 a sheet that I was drooling over. It makes you feel like an artsy-crafty person, until I realized that if I did buy it it's not like I'd do anything with it.
Hours later I was still thinking of the paper, and realized that there was in fact something that I could do with it, I could mount photos on it instead of matting them, which I suck at anyway.
So I think I'm going back and buying some of that paper. I told you the place was evil.
The shower was way fun.
I saw some friends that I haven't seen in a while, like the fabulous Devin who works for Clinique and whom I was able to pump for info on the new free gift, and Rebecca and Deb herself.
I teased her about being a blushing bride and was she worried about the wedding night, since she and Richard have been engaged since 1994 and have an almost two-year-old son. She said that what she expected for their wedding night was something that she hasn't gotten in years, a full night's sleep.
Her presents were, besides a pair of lounging pajamas, a Sark book, and a bottle of wine, all bathy stuff. I was green with envy.
And Tracy had a beautifully wrapped gift decorated with beads and feathers and pipe cleaners instead of a bow, and I had a look at the construction and it's completely easy and hugely effective.
"I'm stealing this idea!" I told Trace. "That's okay, I stole it myself from a store I went to! I just went to Lee's Art Supply and got a bag of beads and bag of feathers and a bag of pipe cleaners and I was all set!"
You don't need glue or anything, you just string a few beads on the pipecleaner, twist it to keep them on, then twist bits around the feathers to keep them on and you have something about a million times better than a bow.
Shit, maybe I am an artsy-crafty type of person after all...
Wow, new entries from Zigzag Lucy ( here) and Scott the Deviant ( here)! Must be a wind on the moon.
Today's horoscope:
Lottery fever! The urge to gamble is high. Don't risk what you can't afford to lose. Seek safe excitement (like love or roller coasters).
One year ago today:
The power of my childish tantrums is astonishing!
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