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Salvage ATL – Holy! What the? F it! I’m doing it.

10 Apr

This Saturday is the Salvage ATL event where my lil’ vintage line {verdigreen} is debuting in the real-space marketplace.

salvage ATL

I have mixed feelings of excitement and terror as I consider my presence outside the safety and comfort of the Etsy interwebs.

{verdigreen} vintage

To try and take my mind off the mounting to-do-list of funnery for the event, I created an Etsy treasury to highlight some of my vendor-mates.

salvage atl vintage vendor - link in treasury

They’re full of unparalleled awesomeness so the curation of their shop pieces had the opposite effect and now I’m feeling even less at ease. So here I sit, sipping Green Tea Ginger Ale which is almost as good as a beer.

green tea ginger ale - for all that ails you (almost)

Please come visit me, in BOOTH #1 (wh-wh-what?) this Saturday from 11am-6pm & bring me a PBR (the event sponsor – total score) to calm my nerves.

{verdigreen} at salvage

Happy Snaps – Sprouting Up

9 Mar

It’s rainy & overcast but bright…the kind of sky that makes you squinty but not smiley.

The sunshine is like overhead fluorescent lighting casting its unnatural glow on an otherwise dismal day.

During the last of today’s showers I hopped outside with my iPhone and snapped some pics.

I needed to remind myself that the gloomy days bring the rain that bring the life into this world.

Side note: I announced that today would be pajama party day and my 4yo said, “yay, a pajama party with my pajama mama!” which obvs I loved.

He is clever, that one. He must take after his mum.


16 Oct

it has been brought to my attention (by my judgmental mental self — purposefully redundant) that i am on the road to Hell. not for the reasons you may already know (the occasional sexual romp without procreation in mind) but because of the whole “good intentions” thing.

so i’ve heard “The road to Hell is paved with good intentions.” and for me, i’ve intended to write blog posts for the past 10+ days. i keep waiting until a nap-time that i’m available to focus on a coherent thought or review my journal at night to see which tidbit of an idea will spark a worth-reading blog post. it just hasn’t happened.

i have so much to say…whether it’s bloggable or not is entirely another post subject…but my blog-related thoughts usually occur to me in the shower or whilst making breakfast and i chuckle to myself at the wittiness of my internal banter. i vow to not forget the awesomeness of said thoughts then i sit at my laptop and waste away on FB, Pinterest, Twitter, Etsy, et all.

when I finally feel inspired enough to log in to WP i am tired enough to fall asleep and my thoughts are no longer original after retweeting and pinning everyone else’s ideas. my thoughts get jumbled in a whirlpool of snarky snips and phunny phrases and photos of seasonal crafts and i’ve lost myself to the internet once again.

so without further adieu, my second blog post: a post about not blog posting. as underwhelming as i’d imagined yet vital to the journey of this blog.

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