Tuesday, August 31, 2010

thwarted by poultry!

How can you not love a gal who wears her bra on the outside of her outfit? 

What a fashion statement!

I'm using this kitschy picture for, the rubia.  Because she is a rubia!  She's sitting over in the right margin.  Click her and she'll escort you over to my web site. 

Speaking of my site, a few of you have asked about it and I'm so happy to tell you that we've experienced success in uploading it.  There was a little glitch, but MacGyver showed up and helped to figure out the problem.  Something about a missing FTP file...

It's going to take a few more weeks to get more items photographed and uploaded to the site, so please check back from time to time to see what's new in the store.

Speaking of new items, I mentioned that I'd have a photo ready for you today.  Once again, I seem to have missed my mark.  I never finished the purse.  Here's the story: I was done-in by chicken piccata.

The weather here in Jacksonville Sunday was, shall I say, like a grey overcast day in Buffalo.  I considered firing up the grill, but there was a risk getting caught in huge threatening tropical rain drops. So I decided to just make dinner easy and make old trusty chicken piccata. Just like Vosco used to make in the old country. 

As I was preparing to pour the wine into the skillet to join a pat of butter and freshly squeezed lemon juice, it seems my arm slipped and  I mistakenly spilled the wine into a lovely wine glass. What's a girl to do when that happens?  Naturally, I drank the spilled vino. 

And then to my utter horror and delight , I once again spilled the wine into my empty wine glass!

So what are the odds of spilling it a third time?  Yeah, you guessed it... 

I had tried to come in and sew in-between the bouts of spilling the wine, but it's really not a great idea to drink and sew.  There are laws against it... 

I am a law-abiding citizen, so I pulled over and parked myself on the couch.  Hence, the nap.

And lack of a finished purse...but soon, soon I will have a photo posted.

Unless I make chicken piccata again and spill the wine. 


Princess of Everything (and then some) said...

LMAO....yes it was all the chickens fault. damned chicken.

Good thing you were not making beer butt chicken.

SWI...sewing while intoxicated ~snickers~

Princess of Everything (and then some) said...

You won over at Brassy Apple! Hurry go look!

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