Showing posts with label Treasures from Trash. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Treasures from Trash. Show all posts

Saturday, November 17, 2007

acquisitions and an imminent merger

Hey Holly -

Hope the day is treating you well, and trust that you have not been eaten by a zombie or any such foolish thing.

My day is going swimmingly thus far. First order of the day was to clean the bedroom:

And did I? Did I hell.

Instead, I blogged ... then blogged some more... then worked on my subversive pinko art piece.

Then, of course, it was time to go shopping (the Payday holiday has been a three day spending extravaganza, even by my standards)!

First, the daily stop at the health food provisioners to pick up some energy bars and other healthy items:

Next stop, the LYS, where the fabulous Haley, as promised, had some cheery coloured fingering weight cotton in stock (she called it "Kristina coloured" on the phone yesterday when I checked it...)

Dale Svale Stork - on sale for $3.90/ball!!!

What's it for? I'll give you a hint... not socks. Stay tuned...

Then, after a boring stop at Shoppers, I hit the Goodwill. Here's what I scored there:

A novel by one of the Blackadder writers... and some neckties!

And, even better...
$2.99 for the fancy gerbara ornament and $4.50 for the china pieces (at my LMS - conveniently located right across the street from the Goodwill! Will be having a little wedding ceremony for these two this evening.

And, lest you think I'm completely selfish, I feel I was quite fair in purchasing for JJ. He gets dinner tonight:

... Scottish energy bars and elixir:



... and tomorrow's brekkie for him to take to work:

And here's my brekkie for tomorrow:
On the way home out of the LCBO I ran into one of my buddies. She suggested we grab a pint at a pub across the street called - wait for it - the Duke and Daisy - she's a regular there but I hadn't been before. Cozy place, and the price was right - and of course, you can't drink just one...

By the time I staggered back to my place, I had decided to take a detour to the back of the building just to doublecheck the Treasures from Trash situation. And, lo and behold:

Glassware!
A funky Judas candle (not that Judas - another one)!

... and even a whole pizza!!

(just kidding about the pizza. I had ordered it when heading over to the LCBO and said I'd be back to pick it up in half an hour. Of course, I then got sidetracked. I'm lucky it was still waiting for me two hours later!)

I couldn't manage to get the booty upstairs what with all the other bags of goodies, so I ran up, left the bags, and rushed back down as quickly as possible.

During that minute-long interval, however, the door leading out to the back ended up locked. Foiled again by Mario, the superintendent!!!!
However, I figured out the quickest alternate route and ran, suspecting I would find Mario munch my pizza - but the stuff was still there.

And... I found my lucky lighter on the balcony!
A tremendous day.

Saturday, November 17, 2001

What is this 49th Dimension, anyway?

Meet your crazed craft maven hosts:

Mrs. Ogre

Holly lives in a remote land south of the 49th parallel called Murca. In Kalamazooland, her home area, werewolves and zombies still maraud at will - she and her young, innocent family fight these vicious beasts with mass quantities of snot and the odd knitting needle or ten. Really, just your average soccer mom who happened to marry an Ogre.

Brouhaha
Kristina lives in a big bad city in the Fiefdom of Trana (north of the 49th parallel) and routinely ignores the stares of the urban zombies who don't appreciate singing and dancing in public. Or perhaps she's just too fixated on her next destination - either the local yarn shop or the Goodwill where she gets her wannabe Doug McKenzie gear and many, many craftables. And don't get in her way en route, eh?!

Holly and Kristina both welcome you to The 49th Dimension! You'll surely enjoy the cross border crafting adventures of Mrs. Ogre and Brouhaha...


(oops - wrong photo...)

(that's better!)

Follow their trials and tribulations and look at many pretty (and, frankly, not so pretty) photos

But beware...
Don't believe everything you read...NOTHING is safe (or sacred...) in the 49th Dimension!!!

We cannot reveal all the secrets about life in The 49th Dimension right away... you'll just have to keep reading to find out.

However, we think it's safe to say you'll be right at home in The 49th Dimension if:

- Smarties and Fritos chilli cheese chips are your manna from heaven

- you dream of being able one day to sample ham 'n cheese potato chips


- you are entranced by crazed crafting...



Treasures from Trash...

charity knitting adventures...

haute couture...

(eat your heart out, Giorgio Armani!)

(Prada has nothing on us!)

(they should make Pirates of the Caribbean #4 just to give this piece a showcase, eh?)

fine dining...

big stompin' boots...



talismans...
Handmaiden silk yarns...


the Solid Gold Dancers...


or all of the above!

So, don't be scared - take the plunge. The only thing we bite are chocolate bars and chips, really.