Focus Group denial

I do these focus group studies sometimes and they usually net some serious cash. I was supposed to do one last night for 90 bucks. I answer the questions fairly honestly usually because I know they'll ask them again in some twisted way and I'm not quite devious enough to remember it all for the sake of getting to do a survey. The surveys are really pretty boring and usually about stuff that really doesn't matter to us- like cat food packaging. We spent 2 hours once discussing the cat change on the meow mix bag. I got to sit and drink 6 energy drinks one day (with a sloppy joe) to discuss if they were tasty and a good value. I have discussed cell phones, coke commercials, and TV pilots. Last night was supposed to be about Arbys and apparently when I had to take the survey on paper 2 weeks later my answers were a little off. Some circle talking lady just couldn't get it when I explained that sometimes I eat at a restaurant more than other times. and apparently it is a mortal sin to answer 2-3 times a month vs. 4-5. She made me made because she gibber-jabbered and kept talking in circles. I was like "what do you want me to put?" and she would start talking in a circle again until I snapped. I said "i don;t need this shit" and I left. She was still following me babbling in circles and I had to firmly tell her "I. Don't. CARE." anyway, they are fairly dumb and their sandwiches suck so I broke up with them in an email today:

Dear J**** Survey Group****,
I can’t continue this any longer.I am breaking up with you.Its not just last night either.I feel like this is becoming an abusive relationship and you are tearing at my spirit.You call and tease me acting like we’ll get together and say we will hang out and then you say no, I’m not good enough.You don’t trust me and you constantly ask the same questions over and over, without any clever disguise to make me wonder if you are really repeating yourself. Then, last night we got in an argument over Arby’s. Arby’s, really? You don’t trust my answers and while I really do eat at Arby’s you then question how often. Ridiculous. Whether I eat there 3 times a month or 4 shouldn’t REALLY affect anything one way or the other. Show me the product, tell me what you need to know, and I’ll answer you honestly and truthfully about whether it is a good value, or needs better packaging, or even if the whole thing is a terrible idea. But you won’t get that chance with me again because I really want you to never call me again. I can get better half sandwiches in my own home. I can make fake tea there too. You thought you were treating me great but you really weren’t. The truth of it all is that I am too good for you and I really never want you to call me again.
Oh, and the circle talker lady who just kept going in circles last night, well she sucks. I’m sorry I don’t keep a chart of what I eat with me. I’m also sorry she doesn’t understand a single thing a person tries to say. I appreciate the opportunity to waste 3 hours of my life last night but I won’t be doing that again anytime soon. Not for you anyway.
J****survey group***- take me off your list.We’re done.

The baby car is an adult now

She flipped 200,000 miles last night. Luckily it was on my street so she stayed that way all night! We may have a party for her this weekend!

Far East Motorworks (the best Honda mechanic in Atlanta) has a car that is the same 98 civic as mine but it is at 648,000 miles! Holy Moley! The owner brings it in once a month because he drives for a living. Usually it just needs an oil change but sometimes it gets the full service or a belt.

Proper maintenance kids...proper maintenance.

Halloweens past

Last night I went to a party at my boss's house. Now, normally Halloween is anything goes, but at the boss's house I need to behave right? I decided tonight's Lady Gaga getup was inappropriate because well, it is. You can't go to the boss's house with no pants. So I decided to hit the old Halloween bin in the attic. I almost whipped out the super sober girl costume but it isn't as fun when super Drunk girl isn't there to battle with you. I thought about being a mummy but didn't have it in my to have my face covered much. The chicken was awesome, but it needs to hold out and maybe make a comeback in a year or so. That left a really good, comfortable option. Madonna. I got my lace gloves on and decked myself out in jewelry and teased my hair until it cried. This pic is from an 80's party Angee and i went to about 5 years ago but yes, I looked pretty much the same last night. You can't see the lace skirt with leggings and white socks and flats but they were there. Anyway, I get to the party and well, lots of people didn;t know who I was. Seriously? Thank GOD I wasn't Lady Gaga last night because the generation gap would have been even larger. Someone asked if I was Cruella since I had a jacket inspired by Desperately Seeking Susan. Sigh...I better stick with obvious things at the boss's next dress up party I guess.

Pete and Ashley's wedding quilt

This one was fun to do! I am trying not to buy new fabric unless I absolutely have to so it gives me more incentive to get crazy. This quilt has 4 different black fabrics in 6 inch squares making up the main body. Then i machine appliqued a variety of fabrics in polka dots. I used star wars fabrics, airplanes, fried chicken, playing cards, and lots of things with hearts. Along the edge is music notes, tattoo fabrics and more airplanes. I tried to capture items they both like and make it fun and bright even though it has a lot of black. The quilting was fun, i just did a meandering wave that zig-zags through the whole thing consistently. I think its looks very modern and whimsical yet not too sterile.


PS- sorry for the slacker photos but I couldn't find anywhere to hang it except for in front of the windows. One day I will finish painting and can hang curtain rods again and use those to hang quilts on for photos.

Another trip to Dr.Toe

Yep, it was time for another visit to Dr. Toe. My feet are so expensive! So today I got another shot in my toe knuckle. I cannot feel my feet as I write this-well, one foot. It was much the same as last week except this time he told me to ice 4 times a day. He better be glad its fall because there's no way i am icing my feet when it gets cold out. Anyway, on the other foot I had torn my nail off. It was a ragged jagged mess and I kept telling him not to look at it. Then he grabs this machine and a shop vac and goes to town on it! With a little cold spray he was able to grind that nubby bitch of a toenail down to a smooth polished stone. I swear it was a pedi-paw. it may not have had the pedi paw logo but it was the same concept. And by holding the shop vac up, it was debris free! My doctor is a genius. I am going to buy a pedi paw. But not for the dogs!

Holiday Craft season is creeping up!

I was accepted to ICE today! AWESOME!!!! So far my holiday craft fairs are:


Thursday Nov, 5. Kraftwork at Youngblood gallery
Saturday Nov 7, Cabbagetown Chomp and Stomp with Jay and the Belligernt Monkey
Saturday Nov. 21, ICE

All of December- Spruill gallery holiday fest.

I hope to make it into Asheville's Big Crafty but we shall see!

RIP Tangers 1995-2009

Oh Tang, you silly little man. I loved you. You were a good boy. You only peed on the furniture once and I totally forgive you for peeing in the car that time we went to the vet. Sure it took 6 months and 5 gallons of nature's miracle but you were worth it. You were the easiest cat to live with and you made my life better. Home will not be the same without you.




The lazer eyes picture makes me laugh.