12 Days

I can't believe it's been almost two weeks since I popped in to update about life. Even with a 12 day delay, though, I still don't have much that's interesting to the reading public on which to update. Life has been a blur of fabric, sewing needles, iron burns, DVR, stationery, email outreach and boutique orders.

Little, The Intern and I are hitting the road this week for our first Hems & Hers collegiate trunk show. We couldn't be more excited! We'll be in Columbia visiting the Tri Delts at USC, and we've been hustling and bustling creating garnet and black frocks, skirts and tunics as well as other fun pieces of inventory AND filling orders for THREE boutiques all due by mid-October. PHEW! God certainly is blessing this business venture, and I'm just hanging on enjoying the ride.

I've been squeezing in time at the Y anytime I can between my part time job at the stationery shop and appointments with my beloved Bernina machine. I've taken to working out beside an elderly woman whose workout ensemble of choice is a one piece bathing suit and jeans. I giggle everytime I watch her trucking it on the treadmill or bike in her sweat-ready outfit. Maybe we should start some Hems & Hers athletic wear. I'd gift it to her, because it's just so ridiculous.

In other random news, in the wee hours of the morning this morning while preparing to retire to bed I watched a baby cockroach scurry across my bedroom floor. While I am none too paranoid about bugs or insects, I cannot deal with roaches. Disgrossting. Quickly trying to determine the best weapon I could yield to exterminate this little monster (and not in the fond Lady Gaga-sense of little monsters), I considered dropping my scale on top of its body, but felt like that would make me too Kathy Bates a la Misery (truly one of the most disturbing movies of all time, closely followed by The Mummy), and swiftly rescinded. When in doubt, a shoe is always efficient and delivers a quite satisfying crunch.

This week will be a whirlwind one, so I'm prepping my lungs to be able to catch my breath when I can, but I am immensely looking forward to Friday evening because my beloved and amazingly-sorely missed Y'all & Yanks is flying down from the metropolis of Manhattan to spend the weekend with me. I can't adequately express how excited I am to see her and catch up on life, girl talk and the like. I love this lady so very much, and I can't wait for the fun in store!

My goal this week is to squeeze in some time to update Polka Dots & Protein Bars a few more times and chat about my feelings about the new Tennessee Vols head coach Derek Dooley (love) as well as my favorite parts of college football season (everything) and various and sundry other topics I formulate while pleating, hemming, tailoring and stitching.