Bad Day/ Good Day

I am running out of cat food and you know we can't have that happen, so I had to make a trip to the pet store. When I get to the cat section, the shelves are bare and I find out that my pet food as been recalled!

http://www.recallowl.com/Food+Recalls/Food/Nutro+Products+Announces+Voluntary+Recall+of+Limited+Range+of+Dry+Cat+Food+Products

So now I have to switch the cats over to something else, as who knows how long before the food is back in the store?? And let's talk about all these food recalls, anyway, right? Jeez...I'm going to use my income tax refund to build a giant greenhouse and grow all my own food. Well, no, not really...well...unless I can grow cacao trees or whatever chocolate grows on...

Anyway, it certainly is disturbing and even though Anthony Bourdain eats food from street vendors that is days old and has flies on it, I prefer to have my food pass USDA standards. But, I might eat a bug or something if I could hang around with Anthony Bourdain in some exotic locale. Just sayin'.

Okay, so the GOOD part of the Bad Day/ Good Day is...I got these coolio metal buttons from Etsy seller The Forsythe Company Store

http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5366352

I am re-purposing a thrift store vest and these are going to be PERFECT for it! Heather at Forsythe was kind enough to make a special listing for me and sent the buttons out with all due haste, as well! If you need buttons, go check out this shop...it's amazing!

Oh! And not only that, but the stamps on the envelope weren't cancelled, so bonus! (I know...how cheap can I be, right?!)

Part deux of the Good Day section is,

I finally decided what to wear to a

wedding I'm attending. My good friend and co-workers' daughter is getting married tomorrow and I was at odds as to what to wear. I was staring into my closet last night at 11 pm and the outfit just sort of jumped out at me. Yay! I love it when things like that happen. I'll try to get a good pic tomorrow of me wearing the outfit, but right now, here's a shot of it all, as it looks arranged on my bed.

~Dark purple top by A.N.A.

~Lilac skirt, original pattern drafted and sewn by me

~long scarf (to wear around waist) sewn by me from a remnant I found at Joann Fabrics

~teal and brown shoes from Target, fall 2008

And I'll be wearing grey hosiery

Prom Queen

The rules: ~ Upload your prom picture. If you don't have one, email your mom and have her send it to you. ~ Don’t forget to include the year it was taken. Again, don't be shy. The older the better. ~ Grab the "Prom Queen" button and add to your post. ~Copy and paste the rules to your blog. ~ Tag 5 others! This Prom Queen thing is going around and while I thought it would be fun to post MY prom picture, I'm not going to tag anyone..if you want to post your prom pic, go for it!

The year was 1979 and I was a senior. This was taken by my mom in front of our house (condo) and it's one of the few pics taken by my mom where we have heads... usually she cut people's heads off when she took photos. I think it had something to do with her bi-focals... The dress is a lime green polyester number made by me. I LOVED this pattern the minute I saw it, because it has an attached wrap waist that can be wrapped seven, count 'em, SEVEN different ways! You could bring the wrap up and tie it around your neck, or drape it over your shoulders or tie it around your neck like a halter...so versatile! LOL! And no wrist coursage, just this giant bunch of yellow flowers that actually manages to clash horribly with the dress. My date was the guy I had been dating for a year and we got married in 1983. And then we got divorced in 1991. I think it's okay for me not to blur out his face because he's my oldest son's dad and we are still on speaking terms. Plus, his giant aviator glasses are pretty hilarious!

Bob and the Chipmunk

I could hear Bob pounding on the window from the other room, so I had to come in and see what he was so upset about. This chipmunk was sitting on the woodpile, completely aware that Bob was frantically trying to get at him, but smart enough to know that there was no way Bob could get at him.

So, while Bob spazzed out, the chipmunk took a bath.