The first one is The French Cupboard, which is like going to a French flea market without leaving home. It's set up so that there are many different vendors - you'll spend time looking through all the charming vintage, homemade and shabby chic items wanting to buy them all!
The second place is called Three Potato Four. It has tons of unique and useful items. You'll find something you love.
I found this blog . . . see I told you I'm addicted to blogs. The name is what got me at first, Grandma Club. How cute is that?
Then I see that their mission statement is, " . . .three ladies exploring traditions from scratch on a monthly basis."
That's so awesome. I'm jealous. Then again, Gabby tells me I'm like a little old lady because I like the smell of roses, and other 'old lady' things, so of course I would want to join the Grandma Club. I guess I'll just have to be content with reading about their adventures. That's still pretty cool.
Handmade Candy is the Grandma Club's latest project - sweet!
Lyrics to "Everybody is free to wear sunscreen" by Baz Luhrman
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '99,
Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis or reliable then my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice....now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, nevermind, you will not understand the power and
beauty of your youth until they've faded, but trust me in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of
yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous
you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future, or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra
equation by chewing bubblegum.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind: the kind that blindsides you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts; don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive; forget the insults. (if you succeed in doing this, tell me how).
Keep your old love letters; throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives; some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of Calcium. Be kind to your knees -- you'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll
divorce at 40; maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary.
Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half
chance, so are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body: use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or what other people think of it; it's the
greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance . . . even if you have no where to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions (even if you don't follow them).
Do not read beauty magazines; they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents; you never know when they'll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings: they're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in
the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps and geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.
Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old; and when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse,
but you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you are 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia;
dispensing it is a way of wishing the past from the disposal--wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts, and
recycling it for more than it's worth.
I thought this was worth passing on, it might be a good choice for your holiday charitable giving. From Popgadget:
. . . a great organization called the Adaptive Design Association, which uses inexpensive materials to make custom furniture for children with disabilities. The best thing about ADA is that they help children through smart design.
Like many non-profits in the current economic climate, the ADA is feeling the squeeze, as grant funding is drying up. This great organization is at risk of closing without the help of concerned people who believe in its mission. If you're curious to learn more about ADA, check their gallery of projects, and there is also a page for donations.
I have a weakness for tiny little toys and scenes so when I saw these cute cupcakes I just fell in love. How magical are these? I love, love, love the tinsel trees and the sparkly "snow" sugar. If you love them too go to Every Little Thing - she's having some giveaways, plus you can buy these and other cool baking stuff from her other site Bake It Pretty!
"Twenty years after the debut of “MST3K” (with a new DVD boxed set from Shout! Factory to celebrate the occasion), the show’s creators talk about the show as if it were a mad scientist’s experiment, one that could have been produced only under a precise set of conditions that are practically irreproducible today." (Read the entire New York Times Article)
Oh how I love you Mystery Science Theatre and I won't even go into that whole Joel vs. Mike argument - who cares! They both have their good points, can't we all just get along?
I do know I secretly loved Pearl Forrester the best . . . I mean she's my role model, after all. I too want to be an evil mad scientist and rule the world! I want flying monkeys. She has a gorilla. That's close enough. She has Brain Guy. I have David. Close enough. It's like we're twins isn't it?
Watch this and laugh . . . if you're drinking beer (or are in other ways chemically altered) it helps too.
There are tons of great pieces in the show - go look and be amazed! Plus the net proceeds from the sale of the art goes to the Picasso Veterinary Fund, a very worthy cause. So maybe you wanna go get yourself some art AND help some needy animals! YAY!
