I'm especially good at making messes

The scene at my house yesterday:


Can you find:

1. Glue gun
2. Box of crochet doilies
3. Pinking shears
4. Knit alphabet block with the letter "I" on it
5. Angela Lansbury
   

Inspired decision?

So it's flea market day in Brooklyn and I'm sitting at home wrapped in a blanket instead. Why would I do this, especially after spending the entire day yesterday making new stuff for my table? Please see the drips at right:

It's 37 degrees and raining here and I just couldn't bring myself to go out there! I can handle cold no problem and I can certainly handle rain in the summer when having a stranger see your skivvies through a soaked summer frock is the worst that can happen. (Next to water damaged wares of course.) But cold November rain? No thanks.

The thought of my bare fingers, or worse, rain soaked gloved fingers, folding up icy table cloths into wet bags at the end of the day = ICK. The thought of dragging all the wet stuff home to hang dry in my apartment = DOUBLE ICK. The thought of standing in my tent all day, shivering, weakening my immune system for days afterward= TRIPLE ICK. The thought of paying $$ to do all this and most likely not make a sale = SILLY. So I'm thinking that my decision to stay home= SMART, despite the fact that I'm out my booth fee. After all, I still have to pay whether I show up or not.

Of course, there's always the chance that I could have made bank today. You never know with Flea Markets. There was one drippy day in September when I actually sold more than a bright summer day! Maybe I should have toughed it out. At least then there would have been a chance of making some money back. Whereas here, at home, in my blanket, I'm 100% unlikely to make a sale.

I've already made my decision though, so I just have to make the best of this day. It's a rare and unexpected opportunity to get ahead of the game! What should I do??

1. Deal with my HUGE pile of Laundry?
2. Make stuff so I'll have even more next week?
3. Make up for my lack of November blog posts and blog all day?
4. Bake cookies so the oven will heat up my apartment? (My heat is not working, another reason I'm too cold to go out there!!)
5. Organize my computer files?
6. Wash the floors?
7. Trim my bangs?
8. Drink tea and watch a movie? (knitting of course)
9. Call my mom? (Check)
10. Organize my receipts and get ready for taxes?
    

Pumpkin ROund up

Check out these awesome pumpkins in Clinton Hill! They always get so into it over there. Makes me want a city yard, with lots of people walking by on Halloween!





Princess Leia was giving out the candy at this house. Hello storm trooper pumpkin! How rad!

One of these things is not like the other...

One of these things just doesn't belong.

Of course she does!! Just not in the laundry cycle!

HUH?

Lately, it seems I've been too busy even to eat a semi-proper meal. (Although I did splurge the other night and go here! Probably the best dinner ever!) I've felt too tired to upload photos or construct a thought. Sad.

The thing is, in order to have periods of Inspired Living, one must have times of uninspired living, right? It's not even like my days are that uninspired, they just don't have the extra hour or two here and there to log in and type about it. I'm still making and knitting away getting ready for Christmas time at the Flea and developing a few new patterns for Blue Sky.

What I've mostly been doing though is preparing for a dance performance in LA:

HUH?

Santa Monica Museum of Art
Friday, November 14 and Saturday, November 15, 2008
7 pm
$15, $10 for SMMoA members
Seating is limited. First come, first seated.

Tickets are available at www.brownpapertickets.com

Choreographer Melinda Ring and dancers Kimberly Hamlin and Sari Nordman
take over Martin Kersels’ sculpture “Rickety”. As one moody individual
portrayed by three people, they navigate the sculpture’s split levels
and awkward spaces with a mysterious group mind to the accompaniment
of a ticking clock and other ambient sounds.

This performance is in conjunction with the exhibition "Martin Kersels:
Heavyweight Champion" on view at the Santa Monica Museum of Art
from September 13 to December 13, 2008.

Santa Monica Museum of Art
Bergamot Station G1
2525 Michigan Ave
Santa Monica, CA 90404
www.smmoa.org

I like getting to be a dancer and fly to places to perform. (Actually, this is the first time I'm doing it, but it seems like a cool thing!) In order to be a better dancer I have to take a break from the feverish making of things and relax more. I'd love to think it was a conscious plan, but the truth is, when I get home I'm tired and don't have enough mind focus to come up with new ideas. So, in order to retain a little bit of productivity, I'll sit and work on a harf for a while and that seems to be enough for now.

I'll be back at the flea market November 23rd with a table full of new jewelry, trees, craft kits and harfs.

If you know anyone in LA... tell them about my dance!!!

Patriot for Obama!

Obama is #44! I want to stay awake all night so the feeling won't end! The horns outside are blaring, people are shouting - the city is rejoicing!

It feels amazing to be not only a witness to such an event, but participant. For the first time in my life I sat and listened to my 'leader' speak and just believed. Nothing he said in his speech was off to me. It reminded me of my own passion for this country (and that that is ok).... which I've only ever felt when reading the Constitution or Gettysburg address... and desire to find a way to be a working part of it. Finally. Thank you Barack! You are truly gifted. I feel like part of something and am very proud to call you my President.

Patriots, we all are still.
Let's make our country better!!!


I'm in Obama. Put me to work!!!!

Cool!

One of my trees was featured in this weeks Time Out NY!! Check it out!

Since I'm always (proudly) telling people that my style is "sexy grandma" I'm glad to be a part of grandma themed grouping!!

I tried...

A photo shoot with the ladies the other day, which basically went like this: sneak up on Clarissa, put the hat on, scramble to find my camera and turn around just in time to shoot this...

The one possibility
didn't last long!!
Eleanor, on the other hand, was much more obliging! Too bad I didn't have more in her size!! This harf actually is more for a grown up, but looks pretty great on her anyway.

Pretend you're cold!!!
REALLY cold!!!

Freezing!
Somehow, it seems like overnight, this child has become an honest to goodness "big kid." Her expressions, concerns, eye rolling, thoughts, abilities... amaze me. Everyday I pick her up it's "Let's go to the park and see which of my friends are there!" And when we get there there's a loud "ELEANOR!!" shouted from at least one, if not more, of her friends. They hug hello, make up games and always make sure to say goodbye to each other individually. Yesterday I started taking photos of the girls as they piled up at the foot of the slide which of eventually led to a whole photo shoot with funny poses and everything. So much pink and stripes and flowers and of course... laughing.

Country Living Mention

Back in April, some editors from Country Living Magazine visited the Brooklyn Flea to take photos for an article. I'm pleased as punch that they included my hats and a little blurb in their article. I'm in such good company too!!

Thanks to everyone who came out today and made my walk home a lighter one! I'm totally looking forward to more Fall days at the Flea!!!!

Also...
Thanks Jemaine for swerving by my booth to check out my cuff links, even if it was brief. You're pretty "mother flippin" rad!

If you don't know Jemaine, check out this and get with it quick!

Down by the bay...

Where the watermelon grow
Back to my home
I dare not go
For if I do
My mother would say...

"Have you ever seen a..."

and then you say something funny that rhymes, like... "a tree growing a knee?" Extra points for using poo & pee of course, as these words are always a hit with the wee ones.

Down by the bay!

Yesterday Eleanor and I sang about twelve verses of this song and laughed our heads off. Then on round thirteen she interrupts me to say, "Don't sing Kimmie."

"Why not? Why can't I sing?" I whine.

"Because you're too...."

"Don't say it!!!" I shout before she can say I'm too old!

"Be cause you're too GIANT!" She laughs.

And laughs.


And laughs.


I guess that's a little better than being too old, isn't it?

Or is it?

Regardless, aren't these gals adorable???? They make me wish I had a sister!