There Ain't Nothin' Like a Dame

A fellow Etsian, Levi Emerson of Shoji Shoji and Gypsum Rose, has to be my latest Etsy crush. His latest treasury, "warrants out for my head", features a selection of vintage photographs and items that I like to think tell the thrilling story of a sexy siren on the lam. I love vintage inspired treasuries, especially cheeky ones like this!

Hippest Kids in Town

Thanks to Netflix, we've been watching as much Portlandia as we can get our hands and eyes on. When I say we, I mean me, and when I say watching, I mean trying to figure out why we don't live in Portland. It's where young people go to retire! I mean, where else do a bartender and an Etsian belong? Well, besides San Diego...our one true love.

Hipster-ness is one of those things that I don't pretend to FULLY understand...especially since they are a people who, not unlike the many other subcultures of my generation, ridicule you if you do. Enter hipster kitty.

So since this is primarily an Etsy blog, meant for promoting my Etsy shop, I thought I'd give some love to fellow Etsians who represent all things hipster that I love. Here's to mustaches, old school nintendo, nerd glasses, and turning your babies into mini hipster versions of yourself. After the jump of course.

The Spring Market

We were recently invited to participate in the upcoming second annual Spring Market in Curtis Park. It's a local craft fair that coincides with the Curtis Park home tour and we could not be more excited! Finally got around to reserving a spot this morning.

It was especially flattering to be invited specially by the lovely woman coordinating it. It's always good for morale to get that kind of recognition (just ask Sally Field). Link to website, directions, and some links to last years vendors after the jump!

A Birthday for Husby

I'm one of those people who loves gift giving. I go in stages as to who I feel like shopping for. Sometimes I'm always finding things for my kids, sometimes my sister, lately it's been my husband. He's a fairly simple guy who is typical in every way. His likes include sports, burritos, beer, sports, and beer. But I like to try and be more creative with the things that I get him.

When it comes to men, I have to assume they get really bored with ties and picture frames with their kids in them. I know mine does. So I've compiled a list of things I think he might like (since his birthday's coming up and all), and that others husbands might like as well. Could also be for a brother, father, uncle, cousin, nephew, nice waiter or bartender. Any male you know well enough to buy a gift for!

Links to these products after the jump!

Treasuries

The past few days some of my mobiles  have been featured pretty heavily in treasuries on Etsy, thanks to a game we're playing in the Top Treasury Team. It's been really fun seeing what themes people find to put the books in. Most of them have been just gorgeous, I can't help but feel like I don't deserve to be in them...but I guess they think otherwise!

I'll continue to add and switch out treasuries for all to look at as they happen. Maybe I'll even add some of my own. Check the side!

I Have A Blog?

As Peyton would say. "Oh there it is! You ok?" Yeah, blog, you ok? You seem to have been left to fester for quite some time. I mean, last time I posted I was nowhere near having a baby and now I have a chubbawubby 6 month old...time flies when you're having anxiety attacks, opening an etsy shop , your sister has a baby, your parents get separated, you start nannying for your sisters baby, you discover pinterest, and get a dog that subsequently eats all but two pairs of your shoes leaving you to wear the same flats and ugg boots with EVERYTHING. Not necessarily in that order.

Welcome back self. Lets see how long goes between now and the next post...

Money DOESN'T Buy Happiness?

But all that stands between me and being able to bring the next addition to our family unit into the world in a way that I feel is beneficial to all parties involved, is money. Our "insurance" covers 1,500 dollars of a 4,000 dollar midwife fee, leaving 2,500 dollars floating over our heads. Even with an offer from the midwife to take 700 dollars off in exchange for home cooked meals and cleaning her house twice a month until the birth, that's 1,800 dollars.

Part of me knows how easy it would be to just go to an Obstetrician with my tail between my legs and relent to the c-section they've insisted is "necessary". But, that would be a huge blow to me. It would mean never knowing whether or not I could have done it. The elusive "virginal" birth...as my sister accidentally called it. So frustrating when all that stands between you and having what you know you want and need to do, is 1,800 dollars. Money doesn't buy happiness, and I know that whether or not we come up with this money, this baby will be born...but to have to give up the choice? The choice of letting my body do what it was designed to do, what millions upon millions of other women have been doing for centuries. Kind of puts a dull tinge over things.

Time to have a yard sale I guess. Bake sale anyone? I think I saw a quarter between the couch cushions the other day...