Last night I had a dream about a girl who had octopus arms. It was very realistic, and not cartooney as you might be picturing right now.... But very slimy arms and she had the extra six to make an Octo-dozen. This dream came out of no-where and I was very surprised when I woke up this morning. Or should I be? I made some cute Octopus Passport Cases that can be viewed and purchased from my Etsy Shop... or just look at this little guy below... AWWWWwwwww. I am so in love with the little guys, I have great plans for the new one-eyed guy in the shop. It comes in Pink and Olive Green, Black and White, Aqua and Purple, and Aqua and Dark Blue. (SO FAR). Check the shop regularly for new items!
Another reason I may have octo-pie on the brain is that www.notmartha.org has clued me in to the hot new accessorie. At GAIA you can get your very own tentacle arm and it's AWESOME! You really NEED to have two to get the full effect I think. And you know, I may actually order these. I can think of at least a dozen reasons you would need them, and at least a dozen occasions and places you could wear them. That means it's fate. I thought about making some with Vinyl, (Of course) and a bathroom tub mat, (For the suction cups) but it seems like an awful lot of effort. But I bet that somewhere out there, people have done it.
Check out Threadless for more Octo-Goodness....
Have a sea faring weekend! ARRRRrrrr.
Here it is...
Ok, the Story of How Majestyinc got her start:
Once upon a time there was a kind Etsy Queen named Her Royal Majesty MajestyInc. All of the loyal Etsy subjects loved her & worshipped the forums she wrote on. After all, with a name like that, how could she NOT be all Majestical & glorious & lovely & a hit at parties? They certainly held her in high EtsySteem!
On one particularly regular day, all the Etsyinians were about their business, many heading to the castle market for scones & yarn & craft supplies, for all the members of this Queendom were crafty & talented, and many were quite good looking.
At the front of the market stood a
rickety old cart sticking out into the street. A tired old cross-eyed
donkey stood sadly, still strapped to the cart, with oft-retied reins
resting on his back. His eyes were red & rheumy, his hooves cracked
& scraped by years clip-clopping down cobblestoned streets,
dragging the old fart (Oops, I mean CART) behind.
The crowd scarcely noticed the old fart, hunched down behind the cart, which was heaped with plain, uninteresting & non-financially viable, well, crap.
A murmur arose from the crowd, a whisper growing to a dull roar, then to shouts & exclamations of joy & excitement: the Queen is coming! The Queen is coming! It’s really her, Her Royal majesty Majestyinc! OOOOOOoo, the anticipaaaaation! The castle market customers crowded close to the walls, craving a comfortable cushion from which to cast their collective peepers upon the coming cavalcade of Queenly camaraderie. (Whew!)
Several of the shoppers shoved against the poor old donkey, elbowing him in his sticky-out ribs just as the Queen’s carriage came clattering around the corner. Her Royal Majesty MajestyInc. Herself was leaning regally out of the carriage, waving sweetly at the crowd. Just then the final elbow-installer jolted against the poor old donkey ribs, & the little fartcart dragger could take no more. Hee-hawing his poor little heart out, he lurched forward to free his ribs from elbowed tyranny. The leaning citizens leapt out of the way, and several fell into the road, causing Her Royal Majesty MajestyInc’s driver to swerve away from the nearly roadkilled constituency.
Poor little donkey bolted out just as Her Royal Majesty MajestyInc’s carriage veered, & there ensued what can only be described as a calamitously crunchy crash! The regal person of Her Royal Majesty MajestyInc soared right out of her carriage, landing with a quite prim & proper thump upon the carts contents of plain, uninteresting & non-financially viable, well, crap. Her driver brought Her Royal Majesty MajestyInc’s team of cutely caparisoned Clydesdales to a cloppity halt just past the accident scene. Several Etsy artisans immediately knitted orange traffic cones to mark off the site.
“Your Royal Majesty MajestyInc!” the crowd screamed, “are you alright?” Her Royal Majesty MajestyInc blinked her baby blues, tossed her golden locks out of her face, & rubbed her rump gingerly. “I seem to be whole & hale & hearty,” she exclaimed, but what are all these beautiful treasures that softened my fall?” The crowd immediately organized a search party & formed a Street Team to locate said treasures, not noting that Her Royal Majesty MajestyInc was enraptured by the plain, uninteresting & non-financially viable, well, crap surrounding her regal posterior.
The owner of the fart cart tumbled to his feet, brushed off his ragged tunic, & bowed his way to his Queen catching cart. “They are but my meager wares”, he mumbled, bowing low, “ I am honored that they saved your royal arse!” The crown gasped; the driver bristled: the Queen giggled. “That they did, good merchant, that they did, and exceeding well!” “Tell me, what is it, & where did you find them?” she asked, running her alabaster pinkies over the heaps. “Tis known as Vi-nyl, my Queen, from the magical land of Dumpsteria.” “Wonderful!” gushed Her Royal Majesty MajestyInc, “Come, we will bear you to the palace, where you will dine, & your poor little donkey will rest & be groomed, & I will train my Royal Elvish artisans to weave wonders of Vi-nyl. Rejoice, from this day forward, you shall be known as Her Royal Majesty MajestyInc’s Royal Purveyor Of Plain, Uninteresting & Non-Financially Viable, Well, Crap.” Tell me, sir, what is thy name?” “Effluvius, my Queen” he stated, with a flourish & a bow (which incidentally caused the 1st 2 rows of onlookers to keel over).
The rest of the conscious crowd roared in joy, “Hail, Effluvius! Hail Effluvius! Hail Her Royal Majesty MajestyInc! And Her Royal Majesty MajestyInc’s Esty shop was filled to overflow with treasures of Vi-nyl, and they lived happily ever after
WolfLodge, BS'er to the Crown
And it's totally awesome and totally made my day! No one's ever written a story for me before, and I love the aletteration and how my Queendome is full of crafty & talented people, and many were quite good looking. If only there were good looking crafty guys around!
I think that Wolflodge should start selling personalized stories as well as jewelry.....
If you don't live in Alberta, Canada it's likely you have never heard about Family Day.
For most Albertans, it's the extra day where some don't have to go to work, and those lucky enough to be forced to work.... get paid overtime pay. Except here at Majesty.
I am hard at work making TONS of NEW STUFF for this season, as I will be doing quite a few craft/art shows this spring-summer-fall-winter. I have spent most of my weekend cutting things out. Cupcakes, Squirrels, Olives, Eggs... and some BRAND NEW designs that you will hear about soon. I seriously have a lump on my middle finger... and I thought the more expensive the shears, the more comfortable. Uh Uh. Wishful thinking.
You know, I had a really great time this week. The February Curse is over!
I spent my weekend working, watching movies, hanging out with friends... belly dancing. (Or what might not be called Belly Dancing in my case. I just can't get the coffee grinder move down, but at least I can do the Gooch). I made a trip to Ikea, got to watch Dr. Zhivago with a friend who coincidently helped me during that whole 3 hour long movie cut out some bananas. What a trooper! Tried some Belize cusine, took a few naps.
It was alright. Even though I practically had to force my family to spend 2 hours with me, and even then one out of two didn't show up. But... the day isn't over YET!
Take care, hope everyone got to get a hug today. Here's one from me. OOO XXX Does anyone actually know if the O's or the X's are hugs? I sure don't.
Oh and it's Valentines day again.
Usually, I would (out of my bitter lonely soul), rename this day "Black Thursday" because of the sheer ridonkulasness of this hallmark holiday.
Today I have renamed "I Love Myself Thursday" and will be having a great time by myself. I'm cool. Who wouldn't want to spend time with me? Quality time. I have some bags to finish for today, and I have some movies to watch, and some Jalepeno Soy cheese. I rented the Double feature that Tarentino put out this summer, and also.... in the spirit of Valentines day, I did rent one romantic movie. I haven't seen it yet. I hope it's good.
Romantic movies. I try to stay away from them, and prefer movies with flesh eating zombies instead. I hate it that they are classified as "Chick Flicks" and hate being a Chick in that respect. Not all girls are weepy foolish things.... some are sometimes normal. I think there are two kinds of romantic movies. Those that are created for the weepy girl with no romance in her life, and is designed to include 2 big stars that fall in love and as a result make tons of money at the box office. Then, there is a REAL romantic movie that both women and men can enjoy. I thought hard and decided it might be fun to make a list of 5 of my favorite romantic movies with a small comment. Here it is...
1.) Amelie. Fun and games.... whimsicle..... That Nino.
2.) Gone With the Wind. So classic and Scarlet will always want what she doesn't have.
3.) The Holiday. Cheesy, and a chick flick but I love that Jack Black.
4.) Moulin Rouge. All you need is to love and be loved.
5.) Chocolate. I love how Vienne got a surprise at the end.
There you have it. My limited knowledge of Romantic movies numbered 1-5.
Happy Valentines Day!
by the way, Jesus Loves You!
So excited for this week. No reason in particular, it's just that it's time to think positive!
Last week I was organizing a "Sweethearts Tea" for the little girls at my church... This year we made it a benefit for the Stollery Children's Hospital and donated quite a few toys. This is an annual event that we hold and this year was my very favorite because we got to wear SCRUBS. Yeah, that's right. No high heels!
I set up shop at Grant Macewan for a few days, and just so everyone knows, I did get lost in Millwoods not once, but twice. Makes me wish I grabbed the portable G.P.S when I left the house, except the voice that comes out of it is frightening. Thank God for Google Map-quest.
I also did have time to make some new things..... I have stacks of work waiting for me to finish as well as some custom jobs. Someone actually sent me they're own materials to make them some ipod cases out of, and I am pretty excited for that project!
This week Zip.ca sent me "Ed Wood", "Empire Records" and "Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow". I am still WAITING for "Big Love Season 2", "Vertigo" and "Cactus Flower"..... Hurry up!
Lately I have been downloading a lot of songs off of commercials. I don't even watch a lot of T.V, but those songs get stuck in my head. My favorite so far is "Birds and the Bees" from a Volkswagen commercial. Also, since I can only get Itunes Canada, and my sister can get U.S Itunes... she sent me a cd with the cool new version of "Dancing with Myself" heard on L.A. Ink. I do feel privileged... and now I have some new songs for my Workout playlist, because I get bored so darn fast.
And we learned some new choreography in my belly dancing class.
And it's time to sew..... OOO XXX
I have been absent from the blog for a few reasons... one being that my mac is not uploading pictures to the site, so it's hard to show you guys the cool stuff I find and make...
The other reason is that I have had quite a few consecutively bad days, and weeks in a row. Nothing really blog worthy....
Except today. We ran out of hook and loop today in the shop, and had to make a desperate run to the local fabric store. I get there, park my car and get out. Seems normal right? Uh uh. From out of no-where, a big old lady in a big old beater pulls up behind my car and starts accusing me for taking 2 parking spots. I look behind me, and see that my car is in one parking space. Everyone parks crazy when they can't see the lines, and I think that the extra 2 feet of space was what was concerning her. I told her that I took one space, and that I was parked exactly like the cars in front of me. She just went on and on..... Finally I just quit defending myself, and apologized for taking a spot that she so obviously wanted... which is why she was probably so upset in the first place. I watched her drive away, took her license plate number and went into the store.
Sigh. I don't like crazy people yelling at me for no reason.
Then, when I was re-counting my story to the staff member of the store while she was cutting my hook and loop... who do you think was lurking right behind me? Yup, crazy lady. She followed me into the store and was watching me. Then, started accusing me some more, right in the store! Finally my hook and loop was finished, so I got to go to the till... where other patrons of the store came up to me and said not to worry about the crazy lady. It's nice to get the support of normal people. Another staff member mentioned that there is a fluxuation of hormones this time of year. I agree. I mean, really.... who does that? Bad manners. I also reported her license plate number to the mall security. So, hopefully she will find someone else to lurk from now on!
I much preferred my visit to a different supply shop the day before, where they thought I was a teenager! Wow... that Oil of Olay is great stuff..... "Wink"
Be safe everyone!