and I am that peanut butter. I've just been trying to do too much lately and,
as always, my body has slammed on the brakes. Yes- I'm sick.
So something's gotta give. and sadly? it's this:
Oh I was so thrilled to be picked. It would have been my first show/market/boutique/whatever you want to call it. But I come back from the Bahamas the night before. And all this extra curricular sewing has left no time to make product.
I guess I could just sell candy...
So needless to say, big frowny face. but what's this?
Ok. their banner is nowhere near as cute. but they contacted me to be one of their vendors and I have a notion to say "Yes! Very much Yes!" It would be the second Saturday of every month until October. I am equally excited.
You see? Sometimes when fate closes a door... it opens a mountain aire market.
I like this one too.
It's a good thing I'm not pregnant. Because my long torso doesn't fit into one-piece swimsuits. and then I would be stuck with two really cute swimsuits that give me a wedgy.
my also cute sister-in-law Julie introduced me to the world of picnik. my my joel. you are looking shnazzy!
If you forgot your mom on mom's day, perhaps you can make it up to her with this card. The message says, "Thanks for your support." but I think it would be equally amusing with the message, "My cup runneth over." 
