Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Catching up!

Amythest and Brass Ring by ing
Ingrid! Where have you been!? What have you been doing!? Well.....I know I've pulled one of my Houdini-esque  "disappear off the earth" tricks on most of you, but it hasn't been in vain! I do this once in a while to gain perspective and focus, and this time I am really proud of what I have been creating with all my extra time. I've received a couple of emails from people asking how I have been and I just want to let you all know that I have been productive, and happy.

My mind has been occupied working 6 days a week, trying to finally create the things I've had in mind for years now, possibly moving, and all my extra time I spend sitting on Titan; watching (through my one good eye) a juggling polar-corn, that shits chocolate, and pees beer with a roach murderer at my side. He's quirky like MEEEEE!!!

Anyway, the ring in the picture? I made it :) I plan to make more like it in various metals and stones! Also, stay tuned for the bugs in resin jewelry that I have been wanting to make for YEARS now! Its bigger and better than the last last ones you may have seen. I will try to blog more often, although Im not certain who I blog for anymore. Either way, stay tuned! Over and out! 

This....is pretty great

Saturday, March 19, 2011

I understand now.

The mailman who I LOVED was replaced with some fat woman.
The old mail man was my FAVORITE, so I was sad to see him go.
He loved Barry White, had two bad knees, and was always smiling.
So now it's me and the fat mean woman.
On her second delivery to the showroom
she complained about having to walk all the way to my desk.
That pissed me off, because walking is 99% of her job!
She would wobble from side to side all the way to my desk, daily.
I grew tired of watching her struggle....so I said to her one day:
"You know what.....just leave the mail on that table by the door"
Ever since then, she's been all smiles, super nice, and greets me each time she walks in.

Moral of the story....fat people like you better when you make them walk less.

Got it.

Friday, March 18, 2011


Has thou frozen over?!

It's no secret that yesterday was St.Patricks Day, and just like any proud Irish woman would do on that day, I drank. BUT HERE I AM, bright and early to engage in another fabulous day of work! 

Have I told you about my co-worker Juliana? She is a pretty columbian chick (recollects a drunken rant about the same topic the evening prior) I have been given the task of helping this little angel with HER tasks because they overwork her. Fine. Ing doesn't mind helping others from time to time...

HOWEVER, unlike me, she is slightly high strung and is almost constantly stressed and demanding things right away. This in turn stresses ME out even though I am generally a pretty laid back person. She hands me these numbered lists of things to do and although I have become accustomed to these damn lists, it still drives me mad when she hands me one. 

So this morning I come in to work and before I could even sit my ass down and turn my computer on Mario immediately starts to IM me! So I address the frantic gay calmly. He tells me his mid morning daydreams about islands and cabanas and palm trees and sleeping.....and just as I'm getting to that level of imagination and start thinking of things to add to his amazing fantasy I hear steps coming down the metal stairs in the back. I have developed a method of pinpointing who is coming by the sound their shoes make and the loudness of the thump on each step. Right away I know its Juliana....

"Here she comes, I hear her coming" I type to Mario....

And Juliana appears....

"You probably hear me coming down the stairs don't you" she says cheerfully.
"Yes.." I nod ".....yes I do" and force a smile upon my face.
"I just wanted to give you this...." she says and hands me a box of chocolates and a note.
I smile, (genuinely this time) surprised at the nice gesture from this person I otherwise considered a non human robot workaholic. "Thank you...thats very romantic of you" I say in my half amused voice. "Im a very romantic girl" she says. She looked up to her right....which means that she was reaching into the memory vault in her mind and pulling out an instance  where she did something romantic....she  completely failed to pick up on my sarcasm. 

She makes it  hard to dislike her when she surprises me with chocolate, and in a way it makes me dislike her more.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

The Cart Before the Horse

Cuteness Overload! 

These hand painted wood and fabric dolls are lovely! 
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and remember : 

Wednesday, March 9, 2011


......could happen