From the monthly archives:

December 2008

the new year.

December 31, 2008

when i was younger i never cared much for new year’s eve. i didn’t care to celebrate this new year that really had a similar cycle as the last. when i was in middle school, high school and even college it just seemed i would be starting another year of school. i would be a [...]

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the radio is telling lies again.

December 19, 2008

my husband called me today to tell me that he was listening to the radio and this “report” had come out stating which dog’s were the smartest and which dog’s were not so smart. 
and guess which dog was ranked #3 for not so smart?  Bulldog’s!  not so smart better be the new term for stubborn [...]

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a collection of things.

December 16, 2008

Here is a wonderful link to all the articles, and much more that has the going ons of the handmade alliance. 
If this is something that you feel strongly about, or just want to know more, please don’t hesitate to go to this link, and see what you can do to help!
The response so far has [...]

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what makes an owl onesie cute?

December 14, 2008

i just had to put this picture up! one of my customer’s sent it to me of her little girl in an owl onesie from my store.
she is SO adorable, that it must be shown to all, and by all i mean the 4 people that read this blog.  
enjoy it now though. enjoy these [...]

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don’t mess with technology.

December 10, 2008

i am pretty sure technology hates me and has me on its hit list. just listen to this week.
sunday – my iphone went loopy again! it did that same thing i talked about in my other iphone post. i started to panic, until the mac whisperer (my husband) picked it up and whispered something to [...]

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tea with alice.

December 9, 2008

today after several customers and a little girl had been in the store. i walked over to my book area to fix the books, and sitting on my stool was alice and a cup of imaginary tea. i just stopped. 
what a perfect thought. 
i sat down and just looked at that stool holding all things imaginary. [...]

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