One That Won't Make Me Crash My Car

Well, I went to my first estate sale Friday. I was kinda nervous (I get nervous when I do anything new-- I can't help it), I went alone, and I didn't know the protocol-- good thing I didn't try to haggle because someone else did and they were strictly informed that "[the estate sale company] is not authorized to take lower price offers until tomorrow." I would have felt like a moron.

Anyway, the whole thing affected me-- I know this is going to sound ridiculous, but I felt really sad watching other people just rifle through this deceased couple's things like nothing. There was a whole box of photographs too, and I am sure they weren't important pictures (well, I hope not anyway), but it just really weirded me out. I guess I'm going to have to develop a thicker skin if I'm going to make this a habit. I did purchase four really nice children's books and some tiny aluminum molds (maybe to make something unnecessary like Amanda?), so obviously I wasn't too scarred. And my friend loaned me this card she received in the 70s or 80s which I love. It is much prettier in person and has lots of floofy glitter all over it.

So my weird emotions carried over to today. I received my first international order from Spain (thanks, Ana!), so I was all excited except I ruined my last door hanger, so I went Michael's for supplies to make more. I took the scenic route downtown Royal Oak, and Huey Lewis' "I Want a New Drug" came on the radio. I had the overwhelming desire to blare the song with my windows down in my VW (with a carseat in back) and sing it at the top of my lungs. So I did for no particular reason besides wanting to look like a total idiot which I think I accomplished beautifully. "Whoooooo HOOOOO. Suck on my new drug, yuppies!!!"

I also worked on some "embroidery" (I use the term loosely) this weekend. The concept was good, but I am so impatient and haphazard, people, that the finished product left some things to be desired. Ryan, Q, and I also went to the west side of the state this weekend to visit my parents and some friends, and my mom sewed a few little things for me on her ancient and tempermental sewing machine...I'm a little embarrassed, but I will show you anyway...tomorrow...to be continued.