I recently got back from a somewhat lengthy (for me) trip back to the homeland and was so excited to see all of this great mail waiting for me! I can’t wait to hunker down and start replying!
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- I was a waitress for 3 months in college, at a 24 hour greek restaurant/diner in Buffalo. I am not waitress material. Let’s just say that. Working the overnight shift as folks got out of the bars (when it is apparently acceptable to throw the tomatoes you don’t like, but didn’t NOT order, on the floor) was rough. Drunk diner tips are usually pretty bad. But the tips left by the bartenders coming in after the hammered folks, knowing exactly what you just dealt with (because they made it happen), more than made up for it.I took the lifeguard certification course almost as soon as I turned 16. Swimming the laps wasn’t a problem, nor was treading water for ages with a brick over my head. We ran into issues when I needed to pluck one of my classmates from the bottom of the deep end with that damn Baywatch tube strapped to my chest. Well, it wasn’t my issue per say....The wrestling coach from a neighbor school (100% muscle, sitting like a yogi on the bottom of the pool) was my ‘drowning victim.’ Short 5’3 girl with a floatation device holding her at the surface, grabbing for someone on the bottom, ended up with armpit hair as she lunged and grasped....Coach helped me kick to the surface. I guess that probably hurt. 🤷🏻♀️I had this great story about having breakfast in Italy, with coffee and cream filled croissants, and my undying love for bread. There’s a ridiculous picture of me snuggling a loaf of local specialty bread in Peru (only slightly less ridic than the one of me losing my tiny mind petting a baby alpaca), and I was going to present you with a silver croissant: an ode to carbs.•••I’m thrilled to announce that I have joined two incredibly talented handmade hustlers for a GIVEAWAY! We want to thank you for supporting our small businesses, hustle and love of handmade.You can absolutely tell how old someone is by the Disney movies they reference. There will always be a bit of a lag between being a kid, or having kids (or being subjected to the movies by someone else's kids - similar to the eyeball scene in a Clockwork Orange). My Disney timeline of familiarity ends around Aladdin...But I certainly remember The Little Mermaid as a kid. I realize now that Ariel was a straight up hoarder, and Ursula is a strong independent woman that goes after what she wants. And she really loves her pets. I feel this.The last time I dressed up for Halloween (7 or so years ago?), I was the bee girl from the Blind Melon 'No Rain' video. I have been waiting for the perfect party invitation to rock the next stunner: a @iamlesliehall inspired gold body suit from the Tight Pants Body Rolls video, but it seems no one is having parties (probably because they know I'll show up in that.) If you are unfamiliar with the video, I am going to highly suggest (as your attorney) that you go give it a google. Go ahead. I'll wait.....Got distracted today with thank you notes and assorted other fun correspondence. It was one of those days where I just don’t quite make it into the studio (and I’m learning that that’s ok!!!), but other errands, tidbits, projects and important things were checked off the list. For example, someone finally got her wedding ring in order. 😉Baga Chips had some straight up Alaskan salmon this evening - her first! She obviously enjoyed it, as she spit all over herself (called annointing - very normal, no cause for concern). Worst Cooks in America in the background makes this little sketch even funnier.I took a white water rafting trip many moons ago. I am fairly certain it will be the first and last of its kind in my life.I seem to have started a bit of a mini luggage collection. I’m not sure I’m mad about it.....! These mini sculptures are challenging but I kinda heart them. Hard.I have always been a thrift store clothes shopper. In high school I had this stupidly marvelous collection of what I called “dead man pants.” Those really ugly probably polyester plaid pants that old men use to golf and take family photos in, back in the 60’s. Paired with obscure band/product shirts and a pair of Doc Martens, or good ol’ Chuck Taylors (Most likely with duct tape holding them together. It was cool.), and I was in my glory.Oh, hey! It’s my new Nerd Alert Shirt!I was raised in the Catholic church - did 17 years hard time. I have eaten quite a few of those pressed stale bread wafers (tried to smuggle one out of church for an art project once but my mom caught me...), put my mouth on many a grody wine goblet (under the age of 21!) and even did the whole confirmation thing. I took the name of Dymphna, the patron saint of mental illness (not sure if you caught on, but I did this whole church thing kicking and screaming and made it as difficult as possible for all of the adults dragging me through - the Bishop even did a Dymphna Double Take). That confirmation thing? It means I am 100% bonafide and available to be a Pope certified godmutha to your chillins. Need a somewhat heavily tattooed Polish/English/Irish girl with a smart mouth to tend to your children's souls? I'm your girl. And my rates are great.Instagram won’t let me post the full lyrics to @anidifranco’s Grand Canyon, but I highly suggest you go give it a listen. Pay special note to “why can’t all decent men and women call themselves feminists? Out of respect. For those that fought for this.”We all have been hiding behind our computer screens for quite awhile now, and the dumpster fire of the last year pushed us further into our virtual hidey holes. Sadly, the science typewriter tends to act as some sort of magical middle man that removes ones humanity. People troll others from the comfort of their homes, send rude and ridiculous emails instead of interacting and being civil, and "educate" themselves with YouTube videos and the opinions of Facebook friends from high school.Aquaprase in this setting is just so gorgeous! I have a size 6 and a 7 ready to go with the stone of your choice. $82 each. DM to choose your 10mm stone and seal the deal!I absolutely love a good walk in the woods. I am not a hiker, nor am I a fast walker (short legs mean extra work to keep up with everyone), but inspecting the wee plants on the forest floor in contrast to the towering trees is the place where I seal clap and smile. I love a slow meander among the green and greening.There was hiking. There was fun. There was a quieter than usual social media feed to alleviate anxiety from the #fomo peanut gallery. 🤣
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