#1 My phone which has been on the fritz for about a month, had officially died. And since I have been working nights ever since we got back from our trip so I haven't had a chance to get a new one (plus I hate buying cell phones...bleh!). So if you happen to be trying to get a hold of me, I am not ignoring you, and will be back in communication soon!
#2 Ok so I eluded to my fabulous antiquing trip while in Seattle but I want to expand...a little. So my mother in law suggested that while everyone else was a pre-wedding golf tourny, we (and my sister in law Jane too) visit the delightful town outside Seattle called Snohomish. It was just perfect. This darling town, right by the river, pretty sunny day, lunch in a cute bakery...you get the picture. Anyway, Look what I found:
This super cute antique baby dress. No I am not pregnant. But I love this. I mean I LOVE THIS. In fact it has the same feel of the dress I started sewing at Christmas (which would be done if I knew how to put a zipper in. argh) So I knew it had to be mine. I'll figure out a way to use it.
And since I love milk glass I got this little dish (oh and a little matching cup). I am not sure what I will use it for, but I was drawn to it...so I got it...which what antiquing is all about I am pretty sure.
#3 Ok this one is random...I mean really random. So you might not know this about me but I like to sing. I mean not really in front of people, but when I was younger I was alway singing while playing softball, volleyball, driving my car, in class...that sort of thing. I know weird, but I always have a song in my head...always. Well I also like to sing in elevators. Loud. So sometimes the elevator doors open unexpectedly and I am pretty sure that the person getting on heard me, and I feel a little awkward. So this morning as I was coming home from the night shift I thought ( I have weird thoughts after staying up all night), "so what, who cares if someone hears me...so I sing in elevators, there are worse things, and if I heard someone singing in the elevator I would think it was funny." So there you go. Sing in elevators. Sing wherever you want. Because singing is good. Just don't toot in elevators cause that is just gross.