Random stuff of interest:
* Your sew vein: a girl after my own obsessive compulsive grammar geek heart.
* Old Navy is finally opening up in Santa Barbara this weekend:
* Chocolate Maya. How is it I only found out about this place a couple of weeks ago? Well, I guess thinking about it, it opened up about a month after Sofia came home from the hospital. New Mom + New Baby = huh?
*FELT CLUB this Sunday!! Really looking forward to checking out the mini Maker Faire, never having been to the real thing and all. (Rendez-vous in San Francisco next spring, Wendy and Geoff?) Maybe I’ll check out the felt flower class… You know, to rationalize acquiring all of that felting equipment last time. Don’t know if I’ll get there early enough for the swag bag, considering last summer’s event had folks lined up WAY early.
* I want this for my office. You know, being a fan of early/mid 20th century propaganda posters, crowns, and all things cool. If you’ve not yet checked out ReForm School, RUN, don’t walk! AND, one of my favorite artists is featured this month: the super-nice and super-talented Amy Ruppel!NaBloPoMo, gimme, my town, alert, craftacular | Comments (3)
Wow. I thought I was excited about this day. Hard to imagine topping the folks at this Japanese spa!
Tim and I serendipitously found ourselves about 13-14 years ago in Juliénas on the third Thursday of November. The weather: cool sweater weather and gray skies made more eerie from the vine burn, a little misty,… my ideal. The conditions made it all the more easy to spot the big red barn where the communal beaujolais nouveau release made its debut.
I’m falling into a Wayne’s World “diddle liddle la, diddle liddle la” dream sequence just thinking about it. sigh.
For that trip, I had met Tim in Milan, where he had already been working for the previous month… (Hell trip for me getting there, but I digress…)
Drove our way into France…
That third Thursday, Tim wore the Burberry cap I had recently gifted him, cutting a very dashing figure and looking every bit the distinguished PhD academic type that he is…
He fed a grateful little dog some of his baguette…
Bright flowers meticulously potted in front of homes, popping out of the gray…
It was a darned near perfect day.
diddle liddle la, diddle liddle la,…
Okay, I’m back.
Anyway, if you have a chance - and are so inclined, get yourself a bottle of the yummy, fruity stuff. Stateside, it should be between $6 to $10 (WAY less expensive in France), so don’t pay too much for it, and is meant to be consumed NOW. You neither need nor want to hang onto it, and certainly don’t want to be purchasing any bottles some vendor is trying to ditch come end of December.
Go ahead. It’ll put the eeeeeeee in your turkeeeeeeeey!
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