The craziness, which I will soon be able to tell you about, although still not just yet for reasons beyond my control, means that my shops will be closed for a little longer than I originally planned. I'm hopeful now to be reopening at the end of August, instead of on August 8th. I am planning currently sewing as quickly as I possibly can, so I have a giant bag of snoods to hand sew during the 4000+ miles of driving we'll be doing in the next month. So when I reopen, there will be quite a few new creations up.
It makes me feel a little panicky closing down my shops for that long and having no income whatsoever. Actually, as we were sitting watching the new Spiderman movie, during our last date night for a very, very long time to come, I was pretty much having a panic attack about everything that's going on in our lives right now. And I actually really liked the movie. However, I think that was my first panic attack ever... and I have to say, I have a whole new appreciation of what people who regularly suffer from anxiety go through. I can't imagine feeling that way on a more regular basis.
And again: I'm blaming pregnancy hormones combined with sudden incredible stress. Those two things do not go well together.
Speaking of the new Spiderman movie, as I mentioned above, I actually thought it was quite good (much better than our earlier in the summer date night movie Promethius, that made me feel like I wanted to toss my brain in the waste basket at the door on the way out, rather than be bothered with all the gaps in logic that had occurred, not in a science fiction sort of way, but while the writers were delving into issues that I'm sure they felt were "deep.").
I do like action-type movies, and comic hero type movies, but the last two Spiderman movies made me feel like 90% of the cast really, really didn't want to do a sequel, but had somehow been roped into it, and yawned through the script halfheartedly in order to fulfill their contracts. The new movie isn't like that at all. Getting a new cast was the best thing that could have happened to the franchise.
Paul and I weren't sure if it was better than the first movie (probably because it's been so long since we've watched it and can only remember bits and pieces) but it was certainly up there with it.
I'm sure you've all heard about the Presidents statement earlier this week, where he basically told business owners that they "didn't build that."
I went and read the whole statement, and felt like I knew what he was trying to say, although the thought that kept popping into my head all week was that I sometimes feel like my business is kind of succeeding, in it's own little teeny tiny business way, despite the fact that USPS seems determined to lose a package every two weeks.
However the Darwin's have written a much better response
than my juvenille, "no Mr. President, my business is succeeding despite the incompetence of the government run mail system in the American south..." and I would suggest anyone interested in the quote, read their take on his words.
Image from CatholicVote.org.
Oh my goodness. This September I'm going to be in one of my best friends weddings with Sadie and Mae, baring a disaster of some sort. This week I received my maternity bridesmaids dress. And I'll admit, I wanted to grab the designer by the shoulders and shake him, very, very badly.
Now when the dress arrived I was confident that it would fit, what with it being a size to big (in a maternity size) and all. But apparently the designer had never, in his entire life, met a pregnant woman who wasn't a super model about to give birth to a tiny, cute, five pound baby. The dress fits everywhere at the moment, but the bump, with it's cleverly folded crepe fabric to make a cute little bump pocket, which is already fitted against my bump, and the fabric has absolutely no give whatsoever. Who makes a maternity dress without any give in the bump area?
Can I dare to dream that my bump might actually not grow much in the next month and a half? I think we might have a serious problem...
Mae Bae has decided to talk quite a bit more lately. And it's generally to disagree with whatever I'm saying, while smiling at me sweetly. We knew that she could talk, because we hear her upstairs during nap time, having long conversations with Oatmeal Bear. However, she's chosen not to talk much around non-Oatmeal Bear family members.
Yes, it's pretty clear that we now have a two year old in the house.
Right now I am incredibly thankful for all the pininterest recipes I've been finding with various uses for zucchini. Zucchini is becoming a staple at every meal in our house at the moment, thanks to Nani and Sadie's plentiful garden, and the latest recipe, for Parmesan Baked Zucchini fries, which is a combination of two other recipes I had seen and altered to fit the ingredients on hand, is one that I need to write down... There's also been quite a lot of zucchini bread being baked here... Now we just need to figure out what to do with the other dozen zucchini that the garden is producing each day.
A week from tomorrow we being the long drive east. I can't believe how fast this summer has gone by!