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IT'S SNOWING!

CLOWNS

Clowns - They scare the living shit out of me.
Seriously!
I suffer with clown phobia, it's called Coulrophobia
and I had it for as long as I can remember.
I tried to be brave and watch the movie "It" about
four months ago, I managed but I hid under the
duvet as soon as Pennywise* showed his ugly face
and I couldn't sleep properly for almost a week.
My man is very good at imitating Pennywise and
he sometimes amuses himself by talking like him.
Beep, beep, Richie! They all float down here!

Today as I was walking to the craft store to get a
piece of felt to finish one of my projects, I noticed
that the circus was back in town and guess what,
outside the friggin' tent stands two clowns, smoking.
I ran as fast as I could away from there, struck by
fear and panic.
I had to call my man to come and get me, there's no
way I was gonna walk back!



*I actually love the name Pennywise.
If I ever become a Bull Terrier owner again I would
call it Pennywise - or Beetlejuice...

PURE PERFECTION

This is Pixi.
This beautiful little lady used to be my muse,
my favorite model and above all, my best friend.
I miss her terrible...

Still haven't heard about Leah.
I got an email last week saying that they're received
the application form and they are gonna look into it.
Still nothing...

I CALL IT MILD NOWADAYS

I have a mild depression going on at the moment, with
mild I mean that I can handle it way better than I could
two years ago. Thanks to my very supportive man and
my psychologist who helped me more in one year than
the others done since I was a kid.
I've been suffering with deep depressions since I was 11
years old but now I don't give into the depression and
let my self go as I used to.
I don't want to take any medications unless I have to.
I've changed from Prozac to craft, it works better that
way, at least I like to think so.
I've made tons of stuff this week and that feeling of
accomplishment really is rewarding.

When I'm down it's really the small things that make a big
difference in my life.
Like today, we went to Hitchin to visit the antique market
they got going on every Friday.
I got some 1940's/1950's sewing bits that I absolutely love.
The paper basket is a needle holder, it's too cute for words.
I also found a roll of vintage wallpaper that I can use for
wrapping presents or make a new outfit for a book.


Pin holder & buttons £3.50.


Wallpaper, 20 pence.

Our friend Paula came over for a cup of coffee and a chat
this afternoon and she gave me her soda fountain I fell in
love with at her Luau!

It's Shabbat tonight, my man actually promised to eat carbs
for once so we're making potato soup and apple pie.
I can't wait!

THE GINGERBREAD HOUSE

Me and my man always looks out for a bigger house
with a lot more character than the house we live in now.
I already found a house that I want to move to but it's
not for sale and it's in a bit of a state but I love it dearly.
This house isn't too far from our house so we passing it
every time we go for our daily walk.
It's something about it and the fact that it actually look
like a gingerbread house makes it even more lovable.

Well, to be honest, I rater get my paws on a huge white
Art Deco house in North London or Miami Beach or a
big functionalist villa in Stockholm but this particular
house is more of an realistic dream if you catch my drift...

I'M JAZZIN' UP MY LIFE

Here's some of the finds we made on Sunday.
As usual, the finds are from the 1950's - 1960's,
except the shopping list, that's just kitsch.

I also got two porcelain fawns for 10 pence each.
(I'm gonna send to a friend who collects them.)
I also got a red gingham blouse with puff sleeves
and a rounded collar for 30 pence.


Necklace, £1.


Shopping list, 10 pence.


Single, 20 pence.


Cool jazz records, 65 pence each.


Table, £1.

DISAPPOINTED

I went to the sewing class this morning, and left 10 minutes later.
I was utterly disappointed because there was not a single sewing
machine and just me and four ladies in their 70's.
I thought it would be good with a huge work surface and tons of
material but they didn't even have a pair of scissors!
Bring your own - f**k off!
I wish they could have told me a bit more about this when I was
talking with the college the other day. Total waste of my time!
I almost cried when my man came to pick me up because I really
wanted to attend a course to learn more advanced stuff and meet
new people.



My man went out this afternoon and came back with a bunch of
yellow flowers and a Ben & Jerry's frozen yoghurt to cheer me up
since I got the flu and that the course I've been looking forward to
attend was shit.