Sandy...

Thank goodness we fared as well as we did through Sandy.  I know that others in NYC weren't so lucky, and my heart goes out to them.  We heeded warnings and went with the "Plan for the worst, hope for the best" theory.  And when I saw Sandy starting to make it's way towards us, I really have to admit, I was having a hard time hoping for the best.  It looked downright nasty...

So thank you, Sandy for taking it easier on Vermont than your cousin Irene did last year...


Thanks for stopping by (not you, Sandy.  I'm not trying to be rude, but you're not welcome back here again).
-Lindsey

Black Houses, a "do?"

If HOUSE 54 were to undergo a makeover, I'd hope like heck it would turn out looking an awful lot like this little gem. I've been trying to convince my mom that I should paint my house black.  Black?  You mean like a dark grey?  No, I mean black.  Like a creepy vampire cave.  Black like night.  Black like the neighbor's cat that annoys the crap out of me by stalking our chickens.  And just so you don't think I'm attempting to create a little Goth Cabana  here are a couple of other examples of wildly classy looking black abodes...




So?  What do you think?

Sources: RUM, Apartment Therapy, & Desire to Inspire.


Thanks for stopping by,
-Lindsey

Happy Baby, busy Mommy...

Holy Ol' Blog Slacker, Batman!

Good grief.  So I've been a bit overwhelmed these last couple weeks.  Hence the severe lack of bloggage lately.  But just so you don't worry too much about my sanity, it's a good kind of busy.  Yesterday my Mom came over and acted as my nanny so I could have a few hours of uninterrupted time in my "studio."  Mission accomplished, because I made a gallon of lotion, got it all bottled, made 50 cubes of soap, and got all of my perfume oil sample bags done.  Whew.  Now I just need about 10 more days just like that, and I'll have a fighting chance of getting everything done that I need to.  Ha!  No, really I'm starting to feel like I'm in much better shape as far as production goes.  It's just slightly daunting to have had my business go from making a few ounces of lotion at a time, to now making it in gallon sized batches.  Now I'm off to the industrial kitchen supply store to get bigger versions of everything I need to mix stuff in (thank you Husband, for pulling your restaurant-managing strings and hooking me up with that place).  Hand-mixing a gallon of lotion with a whisk is an excellent arm workout, but absolutely no fun whatsoever.

What is fun though, is this insanely happy baby...

Thanks for stopping by,

-Lindsey

        

Busy Little Bee...

Yesterday was my last Farmers Market of the season, and this Saturday will be The Kid's last soccer game of the season.  So next week I'll have my Wednesday afternoons back as well as my Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays (all soccer days).  Whew.  Not that it'll be any less busy though.  I'll just be swapping that time out with making all the goodies to bring down to Brooklyn (officially now LESS than one month away). Yikes!  I have to say though, as overwhelmed as I feel right now, it's incredibly cool to finally see this start growing into a big-girl business.  Well, kind of... I am still the only employee, and I do still work in a converted closet.  But the sales are starting to come in at a more steady pace, and I'm starting to line up a few wholesale accounts.   So it feels like a business now instead of just a really expensive hobby that tends to take over our entire office and most of dining room table a little too often.  Now lets just keep our fingers crossed that the trend continues, shall we?


Thanks for stopping by,
-Lindsey

Wicked announcement...

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              NO. SLEEP.  'TIL BROOKLYN!

I got in!  I found out on Monday that I was accepted to be a vendor at the Renegade Craft Fair Holiday Market in Brooklyn.  I'm so stinkin' excited right now it's not even funny!  So, sorry for the lack of bloggage this week, but I've been getting all my orders placed for packaging and ingredients to make a wicked lot of product in a short amount of time.  You see, there are going to be about 200 vendors at this little shindig.  So it's a wee bit higher volume that the one little 30-vendor farmers market I've been participating in all Summer.  Did I mention I'm freaking out just a tad about being in over my head?  It's all good though.  I asked for this because I knew it would be an awesome opportunity if I got in, and now I'm getting the chance.

Thanks for stopping by,

-Lindsey

My first grey eyebrow hair...

So yesterday I was staring at myself in the mirror for a good long time.  I think I was trying to prove to myself that with a few days under my belt of regular exfoliating, moisturizing, and minor makeup wearing, that I'm starting to inch further away from my Ray Romano look of last week.  THEN!  Then a freaking grey (borderline snow-white) eyebrow hair pops out of the picture at me!  Can a girl get a break here, or what?!

A few Hollywood beauties showing of their (not grey) eyebrows.

Thankfully this rouge hair is in an OK spot to pluck.  I'm aware that I might not be so lucky though with the next one.

PS:  Joan's are my favorite of the above pictured eye framers.  Which ones do you like best?



Thanks for stopping by,
-Lindsey

Friday free-for-all...

So this morning I broke down and bought the pants.  Not going to lie, I'm pretty stinkin' excited about them.

And since it's Friday, and it's my blog, and I can write whatever I want, here's some random stuff from around the World Wide Web (Kid edition)...
~A really cute little friend
~Shoes (pictured above)
~To wear on chilly Fall walks (while I walk, and he rides in the stroller)
~Speaking of which, we just found this bad boy for wicked cheap at a 2nd hand shop.  Go us!
~And is this not the coolest idea for fixing ripped jeans, or what?!


Thanks for stopping by,
-Lindsey

I need a makeover...

So I'm a huge advocate of Mommies keeping themselves together, if for no other reason than keeping an identity for themselves other than "Mom."  Do I think you need to look like Victoria Beckham every time you set foot outside your door?  No.  But do I think you owe it to yourself to still take care of YOU?  Absolutely.  Then this morning something horrible happened... after numerous posts about how easy it is to pull together a comfy-yet-stylish outfit, time-saving hairstyles for busy moms, and a 30-second makeup routine to help finish it all off, my 8-year-old son informed me that I've been letting myself go a little.  He didn't actually say that.  I think it would have been easier to take if he had though...

Here's what went down:
The Kid is standing next to my computer chair while I'm doing my morning quick-scroll through Facebook.  Everything's awesome until he says, "Wait, go back up.  Was that a picture of you?"  So I do, and it's this photo that caught his eye...

Yup, Ray Romano.  So, yeah... that sealed the deal on my decision to grow my hair back out, and I definitely need to stop forgetting to wash my face and moisturize in the evenings before bed.  Probably not ready to give up my thick-framed dork goggles yet though...

Before you have kids, you see the lady in the grocery store wearing her husband's sweatshirt with her hair pinned up in a frazzled mess that screams "I haven't gotten to take a shower in the last 3 days," and you say to yourself, "that'll never happen to me."  When you have kids you won't "let yourself go."  You'll still wear your skinny jeans, get regular haircuts (I don't mean regular like normal, I mean it like actually still get them on a 6-week schedule), and it'll be a cold day in hell when you're out in public without a single swipe of makeup on.  Uh-huh...  Then one day you're son tells you you look like Ray Romano...

PS:  Ray, you're one handsome guy, just not what I (as not-a-guy) aspire to look like.  And let all the other haters hate, but I happen to LOVE your new character on Parenthood.


Thanks for stopping by,
-Lindsey

Too-cheap-to-buy-it Remorse...

Do you ever do the thing that's the opposite of buyer's remorse?  You know, the thing when you find something awesome, but convince yourself that it's a want, not a need, that it's too much money to spend, and/or that you could use that money for something else instead, and you go home empty-handed wishing you weren't so tight with your wallet just that one time?  Well, that happened yesterday to me with these pants...

American Eagle Outfitters pants

I tried these on yesterday at a 2nd-hand shop. Totally not my usual style(AE stuff is designed for teenage bods, which I definitely don't have, and therefore usually fit my 30-year-old bod rather poorly), and the cargo pockets gave me a bit more hip than I'd usually like to have, but they still looked pretty darned good, if I do say so myself. And they were insanely comfy. I settled on a few other pairs, and debated spending the dough on these also (a whopping $12.00), but decided against the additional "extravagance." This morning I woke up longing for them... I've found a pair on Ebay for twice the thrift store price, but by the time I drove the 2-hour round trip to the store and back (yes, I know, we need a better/closer thrift shop in my area), and maybe not even found them again, I'd make up the difference in price in gas money anyway. But still... Do I do it? Would you? Should I "Buy it now" or just suffer the loss and hope for another even better find to come along in the future?


Thanks for stopping by,
-Lindsey