Ooooooo I'm Getting All Giddy...

...and not just because I have a lovely wedgie at the moment.  No..I'm giddy because Vanessa's giveaway over at Much More Than Mommy will be ending tomorrow...TOMORROW PEOPLE!  Response has been great...but you see...I'm about to give away these three items:

OMG---I know! 

Picture Post..Fresh Soap

Wicked Patchouli

Enchanted Apple

Juniper Aloe

Oh and I managed to have some matching candles to go along with the Juniper Aloe, Calming Waters,and Enchanted Garden...plus two more body butter balms to die for!

Why Everything Tasted soooo Yummy as a Child...

Maybe I'm alone in this, but I remember everything tasting so much better when I was a child...paste, paper, doll hair, peanut butter and jelly sammies. 

I even remember thinking my mother was a royal chef when she made the spam breakfast bake.

Was it because those little developing taste buds were ready to accept anything?  Then again when I was a child everything I tasted and ate didn't make me tooty either...

Perhaps...we'll never really know.  Now it is time for me to go taste doll hair...I'm pretty sure its supposed to taste like peanut butter and jelly.....

Traaaaa La la....Part Deux...The Incredible Flying Captain Underpants

I'm a mommy with potty humor.  I'm also a mommy who is probably a little loose with the reading material I let my child read...I read Captain Underpants stories to my daughter at night..yes, I do.  But then I think, you know, really..except for overgrown men in their underwear, boogers, farts and things that could be misconstrued as turds...those books are simply silly and really won't send my daughter to a shrink when she is in her 30's.

So today I tip my motherly cape in the direction of Captain Underpants and say...Thank you, waistband warrior...for giving me and my daughter hours of bedtime giggles!

Life...

The other day I sat here, in my craft room, in front of my laptop and I was trying to think of a blog entry.  I was trying just a little too hard, and honestly lately sometimes these entries have felt forced.  Trying to merge my personal motherliness with my business persona is tricky, and apparently not all that welcome, but I forge on...for if I were not a mother, I would not have my business.

Sound wierd?

Life is like a chapter book...you never know where the chapters are going to take you until almost the end...or the plot opens wide halfway through and you can see what is to come.

Case in point...I would still be working for Walmart..probably.  Yes, I would still be plowing my way through the ranks...I would be 60 pounds lighter.  But I chose another path..a path that was laid out for me that I almost didn't see.  I had a child and that child needed me...still does.  So here I am.  Loving every minute of it.  I started soaping as a way to do something to keep me from going stir crazy in my own home...what I found was a love for a time honored craft..and a way to make a few extra dollars for myself.

So yes, when I put this blog together naturally family and business were going to meld here...because without one, I probably would not have discovered the other.

Perils of Shipping International.....Anyone Got A Tums?

Okay, so when I first started this business of mine, I thought, well, I'll ship internationally too because, well, perhaps it will be a good thing...right?  Well...I've got to tell you, that even thought my international customers are the sweetest and most gracious people I know, the USPS keeps me popping Tums.

In the two...almost three years I've been in business online I've had two international packages go missing.  The first one was a lip balm to Italy.  The second one, just recently another small package to Sweden.  I'm starting to think I will have to now charge my international customers even more for shipping because the small packages tend to get lost rather easily.  I don't know how this can be.  How can a postcard from another country come here without a scratch, but a small package that is slightly puffy fall out of existence?

Ack...I need more Tums.  If this continues I'm afraid I'll have to stop shipping internationally...

On a bright note....I got me a coffee grinder and some fancy smansy coffee beans...yummmmm....

It Is An Obsession--or Rather...Hot Momma With a Bag

For my birthday last year I went all out and splurged on a purse...not just any purse...a Melie Bianco honking large cross body hobo...its beautiful, its large...and usually its priced around 108.00.  I got it on sale for 78.00 and free overnight shipping.

Wow!  Some of you are saying...where the heck did you  find such a deal?  Well I'll tell you.  Amazon.com has an offshoot website called Endless.com.  This site has all kinds of bags from the most basic, to the most expensive designer.  They have shoes...all kinds.  Oh and they have some other things too which I haven't quite looked into yet.

I'm not really a girly girl..but I do love my bags.  So far I have a Melie Bianco, and recently got a Big Buddha bag.  Its huge and fun and funky.

My Big Toe and The Weather

I have a big toe that, when I was in my mid 20's, I had dropped a rather large cutting board on it, thus resulting in a hairline fracture.  It was the worst pain ever...

Well..not the worst.  My daughter was born via C-section...recovery from that was no picnic.

Anyway, while I ponder which hurt worse, the toe or the C-section...let me just say that when the weather is getting ready to turn...like alot of rain, alot of snow, what have you...that more often than not it is a better weatherman than the guy standing in front of the camera, with his fun little suit on...trying to read the map.  Dont get me wrong, I know these "meteorologists" spend years in college getting degrees so they can wear thier cute little suits and stand in front of the camera...and predict the weather.

The one guy that is consistently correct though, although not always...is Dave Dahl from Channel 5 Eyewitness News(oooo...that Channel just has a catchy gotta watch it catchphrase now, doesn't it?!).    So Dave, and my big Left Toe...will predict the weather.

By the way...6 more weeks of winter.  My toe didn't predict that...Phil the groundhog did this morning...actually, he looked like he was looking for the ladies, a bottle of booze, and some food...lots and lots of food....

Giveaway!

I don't do giveaways very often....in fact hardly at all.  But when someone comes to me and asks...usually I'll say "YES!".   (especially when they compliment my products). 

So here's the lowdown....Vanessa, at Much More than Mommy ....will be giving away a few of my items...so go there, go there now...

Don't wait...the giveaway time frame is Feb. 1-10th.  

And she has all the details on how to enter too...I suggest taking full advantage...how often do you get free soap?!

No...Really....Don't Get Up...I'll Get It!

Gosh, remember the old shows..the ones that portrayed the mother as a virtual slave in her own home...the one who did everything and never had a frown on her face?

Where was that woman in real life?  I know my mother never had that smile on her face...and I know I sure the heck don't appreciate it when I'm treated like the household maid...so really, what massagenistic ass felt the need to portray women in the 60's-80's as loving, caring, doormat types who just love to get barfed and pooped on?

In my household your met with one of two moods...happy...which usually means I've been drinking or I can't find a reason to be mad...and the second...downright sarcastic..which usually means I'm trying to be nice, but I'm so mad I don't have anywhere to put it...so it comes out as sarcasm.  The latter my husband really enjoys...yeah..not so much.

Anyway, I close this with one last thought.....Pearls and mops don't go together unless you've got a martini glass not too far away......