Strange sounds. . .

Here is an example of how extreme the conclusion are that my mind makes sometimes. . .

A few days ago I was out in the front yard weeding, I heard the strangest sound and my instant reaction to it was that for a moment in time no one was praising God and that the rocks were crying out. Whatever it was, it got me back on track.

Project 11 of many. . .

A one day project turned into a 3 day project. . . blast those stupid drywall screws with expanding support or whatnot in them. . . Let's just say that after I destroyed all the structural integrity of the drywall (and there's not much to begin with) surrounding where I thought I was going to hang my curtains up, I had to get a little creative.


This rested on a 2x4 that then went over the molding on the door. . . so I didn't have to worry about screwing it into the wall. Because the wall wasn't strong enough to hold up my curtains I had to use a zip tie to secure the curtain holder thingie to an L bracket that was secured to the wood paneling. . . ghetto, but it works (The inside of my suits look much better). I think it is strong enough to withstand Alexis.

I wish I could say that the design was done completely on my own, however, it was inspired by some much more fabulous curtains that I saw at someones "house." Although this fabric must be made by the same manufacturer who made the fabric for one of the coats in my collection. I actually thought about making a coat out of the fabric below, long before I thought it could be curtains.

Dick Tracy calling ornament

I saw a hot pink trench coat at Macy's yesterday. Apart from being one of the cutest things I have ever seen it also helped me uncover what I think my goal in life is: I want to be the costumer for the FBI. . . surely this position must exist.