Doin' what I do ...

10:13 pm. We're leaving for 10 days tomorrow. I still need to pack and, ideally, clean. I'm guessing it's going to come down to me saying, "Fuck the cleaning" ... like I typically do. Do I REEEEEEALLY need a clean house when I come home? It's nice, but not totally critical to the mission.

Makin' it Happen

Hi! If you happen to be passing by my blogger thing here, please take a small moment to go to my website: www.DollfaceDames.com

I was one of the many, many, many people laid off this year and decided to make it happen all by myself - doing things I love and surrounding myself with people who love the same stuff (i.e. burlesque & pinups & vintage).

A wee bit about me, and not trying to make you feel sorry for me ... I'm a 33 year old single mom of two. I'm making IT happen the best I can by getting anyone and everyone to please check out what DollfaceDames.com has to offer. I believe in what I'm offering, so I am certain you will not be disappointed should you decide to work with/buy from me.

New additions to the site coming shortly, including but not limited to: Adorable tote bags with reeeeeeally cute fabrics, vintage clothing (coats, dresses), belts, rings ... SO MUCH stuff on the way, with as small of a carbon footprint as I can possible manage and ALWAYS looking for ways to improve it too.

Please? With a cherry on top?

AND if you like what you see, please forward my website to everyone you know ... if you, you know, wanna help a sister out.

Thanks!

Never eat a birth control pill out of the garbage

Unless you reeeeally need to, like I did today.

Ok, so ... I was cleaning my bathroom and the trash can was moved from it's original place. And I'm one of those, see my pills, take them immediately because I don't have a scheduled time -- I don't work that way.

My pill dropped into the trash ... yes, the bathroom trash. And not being in a place to, you know, spend the money on an entire new pack (since this IS an entirely new pack), I, *gulp*, fished it out and swallowed it -- which can only explain the HORRIBLE stomach issues I had just shortly after.

Well, it was that or the gross egg roll I ordered for lunch and did not finish. Who knows.

Happy Blogger Day to ME!

Ok, so ... I've never actually been the type to keep a diary, journal ... blog. But let's see how this goes. I'm a new woman these days and getting more and more crotchety by the hour about things such as, but certainly not limited to:

Kids these days
Scary genetically modified foods
All these damned flu viruses

So, join me please. I will rant. I will rave ... assuming I even log back in to this site ;-)