Aprons!

Aprons!
All photos by Sam DeSantis.
I had no idea when I came up with this project that it would be anywhere near as difficult as it has been. This project has pushed me and tested me. A couple of years ago I was turned on to a site called Kickstarter. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but in retrospect I wish I had approached my funding differently. My plan was to raise funding to have 100 aprons manufactured, this would require more money than any previous artistic endeavor. I budgeted $20.00 per apron to have them fabricated and so set up my Kickstarter with a goal of $2,000 in 30 days. The response was astounding. My project was %116 funded in the first day. I couldn’t believe it, the support had me in tears. At the time it was still my plan to open a bakery in Orlando and the aprons were part of this vision. I won’t be continuing these aprons though. After these 100 that’s it. If the confectionery does have aprons they will be a new design. There were many design variations and several attempts to reach out to seamstresses. Though it didn’t seem like a good thing at the time, I’m glad hiring a seamstress didn’t work out. I was so naïve and completely oblivious as to how tedious and time consuming my design was. I could never have afforded to pay anyone to produce these. Around fall of last year I was feeling pressure to get this project out of the way since I knew I had to finish it before I could start something else. So I flew Sam down and we got to work expecting it to take a month. A month?! What was I thinking? I made a super rough mock up of the apron, refusing to make a clean and final version because I’m too stubborn, which eventually came back to haunt me and created multiple problems. I wish I had been journaling more throughout the process. We started last October so it makes it a little difficult to recall everything in the right order. And before I get started I have to put super extra emphasis on what an amazing best friend Sam is. I cannot possibly thank her enough. Her help on this project kept me sane. Best ever, seriously. (This thank you is not adequate, I could probably write a novel but I’ll spare you guys) So whenever I refer to we I’m referring to me and Sam (she flew down here multiple times throughout the last year).
Once it became clear how time consuming this project was going to be I became less focused on just making 100 aprons and more focused on producing something that I would be incredibly proud of and would be a staple item in my portfolio. Every detail mattered. Any complaining I do in this is to point out learning curves and the difficulties that go with doing your own thing and trying to run your own business. I never want to sound ungrateful or too picky, but when you’re putting out something that represents you then it’s important that it lives up to your standards and you’re proud to have your name on it. I’m beyond amazed at the support I’ve had so far. It has made things, like this project, possible. My expenses in this project came to about $8,000, I spent more than double my budget. After we had spent so much time I didn’t question spending money on details that mattered to me. I didn’t want to compromise on the aprons, the packaging or the photo shoot. It is such a blessing to be able to do what I do and I love that others are inspired by it. But sometimes I get messages that imply that what I do is easy or that it’s much better than a 9-5 desk job. In order to be a successful artist (which I don’t consider myself yet, still striving!) you will make pennies an hour, your body will ache and you’ll struggle to balance your work life and personal life. There is nothing glamorous about sitting at a sewing machine for 12 hours a day or using tools for such extended periods of time that even months later your wrist still hurts. I cannot thank my dad enough for allowing me to live at his house and turn one of his rooms into a studio. It took my dad quite a while to support what I do and understandably so. Parents worry about their children, they want you to have a stable job and there is nothing guaranteed or stable about a child pursuing an art career. It wasn’t until I had some strong sales that my dad was able to put his worry aside and since then he’s been unbelievably supportive. The photo shoot set was left set up for a few weeks because, well.. because I really loved it and didn’t want to take it down haha. And I sat down to apologize to my dad since it was kind of in the way and he started to explain the Yiddish term kvell and how every time he looked at the set up he would feel that way and he got teary eyed. It was adorable. Anyway, I just wanted to give some insight on this project. I know many people are going to accuse me of over charging and I can’t help but defend myself some. I’m hoping based on my previous price points people realize I’m not focused on having a huge profit margin, just trying to cover my expenses and some of my time. If you’ve read this far and keep reading thanks for listening to me blab haha.

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If I were to make a list of my skills sewing would not be on there. I can work a sewing machine but I know diddlysquat about sewing techniques, fabrics, etc. My mom isn’t a seamstress but she knows a whole lot more than I do and she was a lifesaver with this project. I would tell her my plan and she would make suggestions that saved us so much time and trouble. And she was the first one I showed the photo shoot photos to because any art I ever do is primarily to share with my mom. Anyway, We made our first apron related Joanns trip (I wish I’d been keeping track, I’ve been there probably close to 60 times this year and I feel like that’s a low guess) to pick out fabric colors. I wanted to do four color schemes and after quite a while of pairing up colors I was finally happy with four sets. And the ruffling began. Oh my goodness gracious. This part of the process definitely took the longest. We would buy all the fabric left of the bolt, wash it, dry it, roll it back onto the bolt, cut it in 5” x “44” (width of the fabric) strips, fold them in half, create a ruffle stitch (which is a long stitch with loose tension) half an inch away from the open end and then ruffle them by pulling on the thread. I bought some 2’x4′ sheets of plywood and a bunch of pieces of pvc pipe to create some temporary ruffle shelving since I didn’t want them to get squished. A pretty big mistake we made while doing ruffles was not making a list of all the fabric color names. We’d go to Joanns to buy more fabric and not realize until we got there that we forgot to bring samples with us. It’s not even funny how many times we did this. Maybe a little funny. I’m not sure how long it took us to make 1,200+ ruffles but it felt like forever haha.

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During the ruffle process we were also working on other apron aspects. I knew I wanted the skirt to be black and off-white stripes. I could only find one type of fabric that had wide enough stripes and was the right colors, it happened to be an outdoor fabric. This fabric is great for body but for some reason when I washed it the black came off in some areas. I wasn’t happy about it but there wasn’t much I could do. I bought 54 yards, washed, dried it and cut it to size. I then took the pieces to a local screen-printing company to have my deer doodles printed on the white stripes. There was some miscommunication and instead of printing four different color schemes all 100+ pieces were printed pink and orange. Yikes. I enjoy supporting local small businesses so even though the mistake was their fault it was hard for me to complain, but because of the cost and not being able to work with the mistake I had to. They were very easy to work with and they fixed the problem. They replaced the fabric but it was sent to me before hand so I could wash, dry and cut it. There are some inconsistencies in the printing but for the most part I’m very happy. I think the type of fabric and printing on a size they haven’t printed before made it difficult for them. Some of the deer aren’t centered on the stripe (some even overlap onto the black) and some of the skirts have paint smudges. You never order just the right amount of anything since you have to leave room for these little errors. I was able to take out most of the messed up ones. I’ve always been a huge fan of custom woven tags, they have a little pack of the cutest ones you’ve ever seen at Joanns and I admire them every time. This was finally my chance to splurge and get them made. I designed them and ordered them through Stadri Emblems. Often times when ordering in bulk you don’t have the option to order a few more than you need since they usually increase by 50 or 100. But most of the time companies will add a few more anyway. Thankfully this was the case with the woven tags because quite a few of them weren’t folded in the middle and they cut off the graphic. It became an ongoing joke that with every step there was either something wrong with a product or I would make a mistake. I don’t think any step of this whole process went without some sort of minor problem. We double folded the edge of the skirts, ironed them and hemmed them while sewing the woven tag into the hem. Then we created two ruffle stitches across the top to ruffle them to the proper size so they would attach to the tops more easily.

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One of my biggest regrets of this whole project is not creating a finalized mock up in the beginning. Because of this I didn’t realize that due to how we were creating the ruffles I was limiting the size of the apron. Fabric generally comes 44 inches wide, so when we created our ruffles we only made one cut, using the 44” as our length. When we ruffled the fabric it shortened it to roughly 15”. And from that a few more inches were lost by the time they were sewn to the top piece and trimmed down. This forced the aprons to be a certain size. I would have liked them to be a bit bigger and I was so discouraged when I realized I couldn’t do that. I’m super against companies like American Apparel making little clothes and labeling them as one size. I think that’s so insulting. So when I found out I was guilty of doing that I was so disappointed and embarrassed. So, to continue with the process, we cut rectangular panels that the ruffles would be sewn to. I would work with one color at a time so I wasn’t constantly changing out the thread color. Then I created a stencil for the top piece, traced it onto the panel side of the ruffle top pieces and stitched along the lines. Once the shape was created I trimmed them down. The next step really tested me. I spent 7 hours one day working on one top. I would try to sew the bias tape along the edge, not like how it turned out, take the stitch out and try again. This was another time when I was regretting not having made a mock up. I wasn’t sure where to go from here. I couldn’t imagine getting it to work and I couldn’t come up with any other solutions. I stepped away from it feeling defeated and then tried again the next day with a better attitude. I was able to make it work. It is the least clean stitch on the whole apron. I don’t think I’m 100% satisfied with the bias tape on any of the aprons. It was difficult to get the bias tape to wrap around thick, uneven layers of fabric and if it looked good on one side then it wouldn’t look good on the other. Even doing it 300 times (3 pieces of bias tape per apron) I would mess up one in every 5 or so and have to start over. There was a bit of celebratory dancing that happened once that step was over. Since I didn’t want to use ribbon the straps were a bit of a challenge, they weren’t so much difficult as just time consuming. We cut them the same way we did the ruffles, only a bit smaller in width. Stitched them along the open edge, used some string and safety pins to turn them inside out then ironed them. So here we were, with all the elements, and no clear way to assemble them all together. There’s no easy way to describe how I attached the skirts to the top. Stitched this to that and that to this, flipped this that way, tucked that there, pinned that ruffle to that ruffle, color A on the top, color B on the bobbin, zig zag stitch and voila. Added the four straps and that was that. Difficult difficult lemon difficult (not claiming that as my own though I wish I could). There’s still a bit of apron process blogging I’d like to do but not until everyone has received their apron. I don’t want to spoil the packaging. Novelty in packaging is in my top three favorite things and I had so much fun with it! I’ve always wanted to focus more on packaging but never been able to justify the costs.

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And a huge thank you to Madison, Vanessa and Ruth for helping! And also to Lea and Keira for sewing advice.

Colorado Road Trip! Part 1

All photos by Sam DeSantis

(I’ll occasionally be uploading film photos or video I took but for the most part all photos will be Sam’s)

I visited Colorado last month with my family and when I got home I was in a serious post-Colorado funk. Even though I’m incredibly happy with where I am and extremely thankful to be able to do what I do I still occasionally fight the urge to go live in a cabin in the woods. I was sort of daydreaming about spending September back in Summit County and it was one of those daydreams that you have just to sort of help prevent you from acting on impulse. Since Sam was already going to have been at my house for almost 5 weeks I didn’t think she’d commit to an additional five if we decided to take this trip. So I hadn’t straight out asked her and then one day I kind of slipped it into conversation to see if she’d want to go and she looked at me like I was crazy for thinking she’d even maybe say no. And even after both of us decided it was something we wanted to do we still went a few days without committing. There were a handful of excuses to not go, all of which I was later mad at myself for making. Then we had this moment while we were eating bagels at Panera when we both committed to the trip and it was this minute of not being able to stop smiling and sort of laughing and hoping no one was watching because they would be beyond confused as to what we were doing.  I found affordable lodging near Frisco and went ahead and booked a week, waiting to book additional weeks once we were there and knew we liked it. We had a ton to do before we were able to leave. I’ve done lots of traveling but never anything like this and I was surprised at how hesitant I was. Even the day we were leaving I was questioning it and felt like any moment Sam and I were going to look at each other and change our minds. I know that there are lots of reasons many people can’t take trips like this.  But I want to include the financial side to hopefully inspire others and let them know it’s possible to travel cheap.

Day 1:

We packed everything we needed for five weeks and headed out Monday morning.   The route we took to Colorado took a little bit longer than the suggested route but we had places to stay if we went this way, starting with my grandparents. When we were about 20 minutes away from their house I called to let them know we were coming.  It was a struggle all week to keep the surprise from my grandma.  Squeezed in a short but wonderful visit with them.

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Day 2:

The next morning we had plans to drive to Tyler, Texas but my grandma told me it was too ambitious. She called my uncle who lives about six hours away from them but still on our route and asked if we could stay with them for the night. We made it to the small town in Louisiana around seven.  My cousins, 4 and 2, showed us their chicken coop and did some running around outside before it was time to eat dinner. It was nice catching up with family that I haven’t see for almost a year. Before going to sleep I stamped one of my favorite quotes onto a white shirt. Materials used:

Black acrylic paint

Alphabet stamps (example: http://www.joann.com/image-tree-rubber-stamp-set-antique-typewriter-lower-alpha/prd31631/)

White shirt

However I was talking while stamping so I stamped “If you look down in down”. Easily fixed with some white paint but embarrassing nonetheless.

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Day 3:

 

The next morning Beth made us eggs and toast for breakfast. She had made pear preserves, which were delicious, and she gave us a jar but I forgot them on the counter. Ashleigh took us out back to collect eggs but there weren’t any yet so she looked at us and shrugged her shoulders after seeing the empty nests. We talked for a while before leaving around noon. The drive to Tyler was less than four hours which was nice because we got to fit more visiting time in. Before we got to Max and Sherri’s I put the onesies I had made for Lucy in a little box. They were a thank you gift for letting us stay with them. Their two story pink house with kitschy lawn décor was easy to spot. I’ve seen many photos of their house but they hadn’t done it justice. It is the cutest, most retro, artsy, kitschy home I’ve ever seen. I am smitten. We sat in the living room for a couple hours catching up and being entertained by Lucy.  They took us to Stanley’s, a barbeque place near where they live. After a couple more hours of talking while being mesmerized by Lucy we said thank you and goodnight/goodbye since we would be leaving before they got up the next morning.

 

The onesies were made using the same process I use here: https://vimeo.com/30253698

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Day 4:

We made the two-hour drive from Tyler to Dallas and met up with Chad for a quick hang out.  From there we headed to Oklahoma to finally meet Kait and Scarlet. We had always wanted to but never thought the opportunity would present itself. We parked out front of their house and Kait came out to greet us. Cody’s band was about to practice so there were half a dozen people or so inside with Scarlet bouncing around. She moved so fast it was like a cartoon character with speed illustrations following her. Kait’s friend Bobby drove Kait, Sam, Scarlet and me to the lake for a little bit of swimming before it got dark.  Scarlet would yell compliments at any wildlife she saw. “Hi you beautiful seagull!” “Hi beautiful baby deer!” It was gloomy for the duration of the swim and when the rain that we had been watching hit the other side of the lake made it to us it was time to load into the car.  We drove to a cute part of town to a bubble teashop where Bobby grabbed drinks for us as we waited in the car. I’ve never inhaled a taro boba so quickly.  I took a photo with Scarlet and began the process of posting in on Instagram and she added an emoji caption. When we got back Kait heated up a pizza for us and we sat on the couch talking and occasionally being distracted by the oddness and inappropriateness of the sequel to Pee Wee’s Big Adventure.  Scarlet was still watching Haunted Mansion videos on my phone until I had to deny her the entertainment due to a dying phone battery. Kait had Sam and me join her for Scarlet’s bedtime story. After a handful of Shel Silverstein poems we said goodnight and gave goodnight hugs.

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Day 5:

I woke up a little after 7:30, half an hour before my alarm was supposed to go off. It doesn’t take a lot of sniffling or movement for Sam to wake up too. On waking up Sam and I remembered that at one point while we were sleeping I woke Sam by saying “I’m just trying to balance this here” while placing my phone on her face. We were lucky enough to see Scarlet before Kait walked her to school. We weren’t awake enough to think about taking an instax.  Kait was back by the time we were finished packing and she made us coffee. She insisted on packing a bag of snacks for us to take on the road. More thanks and hugs before taking off on the longest drive of the trip. We were on the road by nine. The first few hours of the drive weren’t too terrible. We knew it was going to get very desolate after Wichita so we stopped at another Panera even though we weren’t hungry yet. We stocked up on bagels and embarked on the drive through Kansas that made us a little crazy. Before we hit I-70 we drove through a windmill farm. It started out with only being able to see about a dozen and then as we drove over a hill there were windmills for as far as we could see. It was absolutely stunning. They’re massive. After the windmills everything seemed small while I felt like a giant. The homes looked small, the billboards looked small. It was the 500 miles from Newton to Denver that really took a toll on us. The sky was overcast all day, which I was thankful to not have the sun in my eyes or beating down but made it seem as if time was standing still. We drove through landscapes that didn’t change under a sky that stayed the same for seven hours.  Though not entirely true, the clouds changed.  At one point they looked as if the sky was covered with a memory foam mattress that had been poked. These clouds transformed into shapes that looked like eyes watching us. We made it through Tornado Alley to Denver safe and dry regardless of the flooding in Boulder and the lingering superstitious doom of Friday the 13th.  As we were getting into Denver I handed Sam my phone to have her direct us to Rob and Robin’s. I had previously placed a random pin in Denver just as a time estimate. Somehow Sam directed us to the purple pin instead of the red pin. We parked in front of the house at which the purple pin was placed upon. It was in a neighborhood and completely capable of being where they lived. We rang the doorbell a couple times, and as if we weren’t nervous enough the idea that this possibly wasn’t their house made us even more nervous. I realized I didn’t recognize the street name and we speed walked to my car and drove off quickly, both of us so thankful no one answered the door. We were only about 15 minutes away from the red pin. The barking dog let them know we were there and Rob met us out front. I thought I had met Rob (my mom’s cousin) when I was younger but he said “nice to meet you” so I suppose we hadn’t met. He welcomed us in and we met Robin in the kitchen. They were so easy to talk to and so friendly. Rob was putting a beautiful homemade pizza into the oven.  We talked about our journey, Colorado plans, and my mom’s journey. Perfect weather allowed us to eat outside. I felt so incredibly happy being there: the weather and the city and family I’ve never met feeling so much like family. Robin offered us Häagen-Dazs bars for dessert, which is only worth mentioning because at one point I dropped part of mine and almost ate a moth when I mistook it for a piece of ice cream.

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To be continued!

 

DIY Patches

A while back I bought this shirt from Goodwill that didn’t fit, but I couldn’t pass it up because it was $1.50 and some of my favorite characters were prancing across the front of it. A couple nights ago I finally got around to doing something with it and decided to make patches out of the design. This project is really similar to the iron-on rib cages I did last Halloween. I chose to do a more tedious version of this but it can definitely be simplified. For example, I cut around the edges of the characters but could have made a big rectangular patch which would require a lot less time cutting and sewing.

What you will need:

  • shirt or fabric with graphic
  • Pellon 805 Wonder-Under Transfer Web
  • scissors
  • iron
  • needle
  • thread

Step 1:

Cut out the design. Make sure you cut bigger than the final patch size. Cut out a piece of transfer paper that is slightly smaller than the piece of fabric. If the transfer paper is bigger than the fabric it will melt onto the surface you’re working on when you iron it.

Step 2:

Place the rough (kind of shiny) side of the transfer paper onto the back side of the fabric and iron it for about 10 seconds. Make sure you thoroughly ironed the whole piece.

Step 3:

Cut out the design. If you’re going to do a rectangle then you want to trim it so that the transfer paper covers the entire back.

Step 4:

Peel the transfer paper off the back of the design. Place the design on desired piece of clothing and iron for 30 seconds. The directions on the Transfer Paper say to put a damp cloth in between your fabric and iron but I never do that step… I’m lazy.

Step 5:

Once the patches are ironed on I like to stitch around the edges of them to make sure they’re secure. The edges will start to peel up if you skip this step. This is another reason to take into consideration how close to the edges you cut the design, the more intricate the design the longer it will take to stitch. I know you can skip the iron on steps and just directly sew a patch onto a piece of clothing but I really prefer when it doesn’t get all weird and bunched up and whatnot.  I’m still new to typing up these DIYs so sorry if it’s kind of hard to follow.

Alaska is always sneaking into my photos.

 

Months

I’m going to try and start using this again!

I don’t want to attempt and catch up from where I left off haha. I made most of my Christmas gifts this year and one of them was a calendar for my mom. I hand drew all the month titles and scanned them in. I thought I’d post them so you guys can use them if you’d like. Enjoy!

Click here to download original files.

I disappeared so quickly

I was on a roll for a whole three days. I’ve been spending all my free time painting skulls. I absolutely must finish before I head home. I’ve been wanting to post photos and stories but haven’t wanted to break away. We leave on Wednesday which breaks my heart. How does a month go by so quickly? When I get home I’m going to finish assembling the skulls, pack and ship them. Then I go away for a few days and when I get back I’m going to finish all the Kickstarter rewards and ship those out. I feel guilty about making people wait on their rewards so I’m throwing in a little surprise to hopefully make up for it. There may be some exciting things coming up, I’ll post as soon as I know. Sorry no photos in this post. They’re all on Sam’s external hard drive which is being used. Actually I’ll add one.

How did my hair fade so fast!?
Sam and I are making shortbread cookies and then headed to the beach for yet another campfire. Doesn’t get old.
I’ve been so inspired the last two months I don’t even know how to handle it.

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Sailing in Kachemak Bay

Distracted by movies and sugar skulls last night we accidentally stayed up until 4:30 in the morning.

Less than five hours later my alarm was going off and we were dragging ourselves out of bed. I woke up with a sore throat and feared that going out sailing in 55 degree weather was going to guarantee I’d get sick, but I feel fine.  We got bundled up in our jackets and scarves and headed in to town with Chelle and Charlotte. We rode in the back of the VW Bug which followed behind Linda and the family in their truck. They dropped us off at a artsy little coffee shop for an hour and a half while Gabi went to her horseback riding lessons.

Bagels and caffeine didn’t seem to be helping our morning delirium, neither did the plastic pigs and dinosaurs sitting next to the salt and pepper.

To avoid falling asleep in the booth we roamed around the store next door. I was easily amused by the fabric section which had Dr. Seuss prints.

I was tempted to buy this little guy for a certain someone but I already can’t figure out how I’m going to get everything home. While waiting to be picked up outside I had a wonderful phone conversation with my mom. Miss her constantly. Around 1:00 we were down on The Spit, unloading the kids and headed towards the sailboat.

It wasn’t long before I was rolling up my sleeves and submerging my arms in to the freezing water.  At one point I was vertical and not sure what was keeping me from falling in. Sam has a photo but the seam in my tights makes it look like my pants are four inches below where they should be so I’ll save myself the embarrassment.

The starfish wouldn’t let go.

I did have luck prying another one off of his post! I love sea life.

It’s been a couple years since I played with starfish. I was stupid excited. Little kid status. Sam and I ran down the dock to catch up with everyone since we were so mesmerized by the critters. We sailed for a few hours and it was beautiful and peaceful. Fog was lingering and the mountains were out of view but it was still wonderful. I felt so bad for Sam, she was scared at first and then sea sick. I climbed out on the bow and hung my feet over the edge. Multiple times we could see sea otters playing in the distance.

All the above photos are Sam’s or from her camera. Here are some of mine.

After sailing we went to a pizza shop on The Spit. The fog looked absolutely insane. A perfect line on the horizon.

Sam and I passed out when we got back. We woke up around 9:30 pm and sat down at our computers. We haven’t been up since and it’s 3:57 am. During that time we edited photos, watched Into The Wild, worked on sugar skulls and now we’re watching I Love You, Man. I cried my eyes out during Into The Wild. It makes me want to get all sappy and write an entry about life but I’ll save that for another day since I just realized how tired I am. We don’t have plans for tomorrow so maybe I’ll use the free time to post all those photos I mentioned and write about my thoughts on the movie. I’ll end with a stop motion I made from today. The song is Mr. Moon by Eisley. I’ve recently started listening to them and I like what I hear.

Goodnight.

Can’t believe I spent the longest day of the year in Alaska. What is my life.

Positive vibes.

Charlavail

Moose wake up call

Our attempt to go to sleep early last night failed miserably. We fell victim to youtube videos about Christopher McCandless and Aron Ralston. Needless to say we downloaded both Into The Wild and 127 Hours by the end of the night. It would have been neat to have had  the time to walk to Christopher’s bus in Denali. I think sleep came to us around 5:00 am, I’m not really sure but I know the birds were chirping and the sun was coming up. A few crazy dreams later I was waking up to Linda alerting us of moose in the yard. We came downstairs to find this out the window:

 After awing at the babies we decided to get dressed and head in to town. We chose to eat at Don Jose’s again because it was delicious when we went last week. Bad decision. It was good but not nearly as good and it came out to like $20.00 a person which bummed us out. We went across the street to the Salvation Army to pick up supplies for a new project. While there I stumbled across these goodies.

An old Curves shirt turned dress. Thank you to whoever made this, I’m in love with it.

And Mickey Moose. I could not pass this up.

But as I said, our main mission was to collect these:

The beginning of our soon to be Octopus Garden. I’ll post details as the project progresses. After thrifting we swung by Safeway to get our daily dose of chai. Sam asked the guy at Starbucks for a “chai latte, no water” except coming from Sam it sounds like “wooder”. The guy looked so confused and she said it a few more times until she realized that he wasn’t understanding the water part. My cheeks and throat hurt from laughing all day every day. We came back to the house and dinner was almost ready. Linda was starting dessert and it smelled and looked amazing.

Kabob dinner was delicious and even though I was full full I didn’t say no to dessert. Homestead pie before being consumed:

 

Obviously tasty… 

After dinner Mark asked us if we would run and pick up some heavy cream. Out here that means go to Safeway which is a 45 minute drive. It is also one of the prettiest drives I’ve ever done so I don’t mind doing it multiple times a week. Mountain views the whole way and I think we’ve seen a moose almost every time. After asking several dumbfounded employees we felt quite certain they were honestly out of heavy cream. So we headed back feeling terrible about not being able to fill the simple ingredient request. On the drive  two bunnies and a bird all tried to get smushed within a matter of seconds. Now we’re back and about to put on 127 Hours and start sugar skull production. I have a ton of photos to go through and edit. I’ll get to it, I promise! I’m making that promise to myself.

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