333: ooooh, that's the half-birthday of 666. spooky.

Oh, hey. Welcome to Procrastinating On The Book: Volume 8-10-09 .

Don't tell my honey, or he will kick my ass. I'll do some stuff this afternoon, since it is about a million degrees and sunny and I will have no customers at the shop today. Ok? Ok, honey?

I am trying to dispel some free-floating anxiety and crankiness by visiting with y'all.

Um, y'all? Where you at?

I know, blogtown is quiet in the summer. I just miss you , is all.

Whatcha doing? Spending all day at the beach, or out gardening, or driving your kids to camp?

(>sigh< STILL haven't been swimming yet. Maybe tonight, since it is so hot.)

I know, I know: I'm a bit boring these days... no new fabric, no magazine articles, no sewing patterns, no tv appearances... Damn, I gotta stop following the other designers on twitter. I'm getting a complex. 

Anyhoo, I miss you and I will be here when you get back. Ok? Do some mermaid flips in the water for your old pal Melissa, won't you? Thanks. Mwah!

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Had some girlfriends over to the studio the other day, and one brought me (thanks, Beth!) this little heather posy :

Is heather an everlasting? Seems like it would be. Look at how delicate and perfect this little bouquet is! It's so tiny. It makes my heart go all fluttery. There's just something about miniatures.

When Beth gave me the bouquet, I hunted around my shelves for something to display it in, and my eyes landed on this lovely little thing:

Teeny tiny little funnel! What was this used for? My dear friend Sue sent me this a while back, because she knows how much I love old enamel things. Thanks, Sue!

Perfectly chippy.

Some scale, so you can see how tiny the bouquet is:

They were made for each other.

 Oh-my-god-this-makes-me-so-happy:

>sigh<

thank god for small pleasures.  and tiny funnels. and the word 'posy'. and friends who give you perfect little gifts.

I would be remiss if I didn't mention that on the day I received the bouquet, one of the the other friends who was over brought a blueberry pie. Which was delicious with it's half inch of blueberry and two inches of crumble topping. Which we promptly wrecked. Which is why there is no photographic evidence of Cindy's baking prowess.(Cindy wrote a lovely little post about my little gift shop that I keep meaning to tell you about. Read it here.)

When I met Beth and Cindy in January, Beth announced, "Cindy is the second coming of Martha Stewart. Prepare for an onslaught of baked goods." 

Jackpot!

(thanks, girls!)

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Saw Julie and Julia and it was pure perfection. If you are a blogger, try to see it with other bloggers. Very sweet, very funny. Totally entertaining and could not be more perfect for a food-hound, blogger, soon-to-be-published-author (!?)

Plus, Stanley Tucci was in it and he looks like my man, which is to say, totally cute and yummy.

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So, after mulling it over for a week, I decided to train for a half marathon in October. And 3 of my girlfriends decided to join me. And then I found out that it is only a full marathon and crankiness ensued (all me).

We have decided to run the full marathon as a relay team, which I hear is crazy fun. And now since the most any of us will run is 6-ish miles instead of 13.1, some of that pesky training time can be spent designing awesome tee shirts/uniforms for us to wear. Go Yummy Girls! Go Team Unicorn!

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So, um....hey...

To blow off some steam, I have been working on a little side project. A Very Silly Personal Project. With Beth, from the posy.

The Project involves a little bit of storytelling, hand lettering, a little bit of fabric, some papercutting....

a few very quick, very rough drawings...

and, trying to keep it as lo-tech as possible, gold pipecleaners and scotch tape....

and maybe....

um, not sure, but it... well, i mean.... it could possibly maybe have something to do with some kind of.... you know, like, mythical beast.

That may.... or may not.... have a horn.

Stay tuned for .....

Unicorn Stories.

Episode One: Seaweed.

 

xo,

melissa