Archive | April 2012

I Can Name That Tune In… 4 notes “I Made a Sale”

Remember that wonderful old game show I Can Name that Tune in….. well I can now name tunes in very few notes. I know I’m a very multi talented person (applause sign on here). So it should come as no surprise to anyone that knows me ¬†how package wrapping would be one of my best and most revered talents. Are you all laughing yet. I know I am without a doubt a kindergarten level wrapper at best. My family has known for years never to expect any thing much for wrapping for their presents because it just isn’t happening. I was so thankful when gift bags came out, my family would have a pretty bag under the Christmas tree instead of a brown paper bag. No kidding it was a big colorful Christmas that 1st year of fabulous gift bags. Ahh the memories ūüôā Oh well back to my I can Name That Tune story.

I sold my very 1st item from Etsy on Thurs. MY VERY FIRST ITEM !! ¬†I finished last Sunday putting a few more things in my little Poor Aunt Edna Etsy shop and had been looking feverishly on Mon, Tues, and Wed for any movement . Nothing had happened yet so I thought just relax Lynda you are only 1 ¬†1/2 months old on Etsy things take time. I had also started to do promotion sales on Etsy on Tuesday for a 1 week trial. So you see I was truly anxious. Well by Thursday I had decided I should just chill out and make sure I had my PayPal account stuff set up right for any sales I might actually get. Well I didn’t check until late in the evening at the studio with Stacy and Nancy (I was chilling and not having OCD over my computer) when I finally went on to PayPal and it said I had a balance of $58.50. I thought what the heck I don’t even shop through my Poor Aunt Edna account did someone break into my stuff doing an identity theft. What ¬†should I do call the police? Geez I was really freaked out. I kept thinking, balance what balance did I owe. Then it hit me it was a real balance for items bought from me I HAD SOLD SOMETHING ! OMG I gasped and screamed so loud I scared poor Nancy half to death. Can you say Happy Dance or at least tap dancing in my office chair. I couldn’t believe it I had sold something . I was so proud that I had accomplish this I was dang near wet my pants and was near speechless. But not quite speechless I looked at Stacy and Nancy after all the hullabaloo settled down and said quietly and with a tone ¬†of sheer fright and said ” Holy Sh*t I have to wrap and package the item up and it has to be perfect it’s my first sale”. All those god forsaken wrap jobs, duct taped ¬†(yes duct taped I said I was a horrible package¬†wrapper) brown bagged, dumped presents and packages went flying over and over through my mind. I looked at Nancy and she had the same scared look on her face she has seen and received my wrapped presents for the better part of 30 yrs. We looked at Stacy and she had the look of whats wrong with you two its just a package. She had no idea what it really meant. I had to wrap a package ¬†and not just any package this was The First Sale package and it had to be perfect…….To be Cont’

THE USUAL SUSPECTS

The Usual Suspects

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SHHHHH I’ve got a secret

Well after being a buying customer for years I finally am selling on Etsy and am writing on my new blog. I felt it is time to combine the two and have some fun. So for anyone and everyone looking, lurking and maybe even shopping here is a little something- something just for you.

I’ve got a secret and its a secret code for a 10 % discount at ¬†pooranutedna.etsy.com

Shhhh the code is….. ¬† ¬† Baubles22 ¬† ……. and is good through Mothers Day 2012

Tale of the Bygone Bayou Days



My Poor Aunt Edna was especially fond of the romance, colors, and people of the Bayou. She had visited there several times as a child with her Great Auntie¬†Fern. Auntie Fern had an adventurous streak that I swear she passed on to my¬†Aunt Edna. Travels with Auntie Fern were always an exciting excursion and oh so¬†intriguing. She was indeed ahead of her time and was down right full of moxie. In the¬†summers between 1919-1927 she would haul (as she would say) along her¬†only niece Edna who was 7 when they started these fabulous jaunts. They lived on¬†a ramshackle boathouse of a former¬†boyfriend of Auntie Fern. It provided all a child’s ¬†imagination¬†needed with the lively people, colors, flowers, hanging moss, clear Turquoise Blue ¬†skies and sounds of the Bayou. The two of them would eat¬†loads of craw-daddies, catfish, greens with ham hock liqueur, and of course ho cakes with as much butter as you¬†needed til’ it ran down your chin. It was always a summer full of lazy days¬†perched on a small makeshift dock in the sun while barefoot, no dresses were¬†allowed ¬†just old jeans and tees that had been left on that old boathouse. Their¬†days were filled with Auntie Fern and the young Edna eating sweets, drinking¬†soda pop right out of the bottle, all the while Auntie Fern was reading book after book to the sweet little Edna. Often they¬†listened to the music of the Bayou waft off in the distance at night til’ they¬†both fell peacefully asleep. There was nothing else like it. It was truly what¬†daydreams were made of. Edna had always secretly wished and hoped that she and her Auntie Fern could just¬†stay there forever. As fate would have it though the many travels of Auntie Fern and the young Miss Edna would have to come to a close and end during the Great Depression, greatly disappointing¬†them both. Once Aunt Edna started her own excursions and travels she could never¬†pass up anything bright, colorful, cheerful and fun. Since of course those¬†things always reminded her of the cherished memories of Auntie Fern and of the¬†wonderful summer days spent on the Bayou.

The piece of vintage jewelry ¬†pictured here is made from some of Poor Aunt Edna’s favorite trinkets and baubles. She had picked ¬†these trinkets up during ¬†her many travels and had kept them close to her heart for years. I chose the unique and repurposed vintage baubles to make a lovely one of a kind bracelet out of them. Putting this special bracelet together had so much meaning and was so fun for me personally. The¬†color and whimsy of each piece had me¬†thinking of ¬†the young Edna’s jaunts to the bayou and was wishing I could have been there with them. Boy wouldn’t it be wonderful to go back in time for a bit. Or maybe have an adventure for this summer and just lay around on a dock eating sweets, reading my Kindle and listing to the faint sounds of the bayou in the distance. Oh well I guess I will have to do with the deck out back sipping some iced sweet tea with chips and salsa. But I can close my eyes and just imagine being on that dock on the bayou as I drift off for a nice little nap. Aah here’sto the women that are full of curiosity,¬†spirited,¬†and walk or should I say run though life with a grand sense of adventure and moxie.

The  bracelet itself  has been listed on poorauntedna.etsy.com and comes with a 10% discount on you entire order. The secret code is  >    SUNNYDAYS    <. Just put the code in the coupon place during check out and hit apply. Then you too could have a little bit of the Bygone Bayou Days . This code also works not just for this bracelet but for everything in the poorauntedna.etsy.com shop.

This is not Disneyland or The Three Chicken S**ts

Well today was a trip and not a trip to Disneyland to see Mickey Mouse.I was staying home and very groggy from my allergy shot in the morning so I thought better eat before I conk out for the afternoon.. Good plan right ? WRONG there it was big as day a frickin’¬†baby mouse standing on my stove staring at me as I walked into the kitchen. Can you say¬†eek or any 4 letter word to your liking.¬†OMG¬†I screamed so loud I think I made even the mouse jump, he was frozen to the stove I swear to god. I ran screaming into the living room as my dogs ran by me and beat me there. I called Bob and insisted he come home from work and play safari and get it out of the house. Could he come home hell no ! I thought ¬†dang what to do, call the FBI, Secret Service, Pierce County Sheriff. They are to high-profile for this job I decided. I figured being tough guys they would probably laugh at us the 3 chicken s**ts anyway. I Could call Kris but she was playing afternoon cards, so she was out. I ¬†texted Nancy whom I hoped would come to the rescue pleassssssse !¬†¬†She had been to the doctor and was finishing lunch with Jane her sister. I said to her ” ¬† you’re out for lunch oh that’s to bad I kind of¬†wanted to go to the studio. “Well she said she had no ¬†problem with that idea and she would be at my house shortly”. Yipee thought thank god I will be rescued ! I got everything packed into my bags computer, night¬†meds, police scanner, kindle, (it could take Bob awhile to get said mouse if and ¬†when he could pull himself away from work) .Geez¬†I thought maybe I could even get some burger king or something for lunch .I was starting to feel better about my day since I was going to make the big escape. Only thing left to do was to hit the bathroom and put on my coat and walk out when she got here and not waste the day freaking out. So I walked up the steps headed to my bathroom and who should run right in front of me turn into my bathroom and fly behind the toilet? Why it was that dam 42 lb, ¬†2 in mouse. I peed my pants on the way to Bobs bathroom screaming all the way. Ah yes the dogs just about knocked me over on their way to the bedroom where they froze. Chicken¬†s**ts¬†they are. I cleaned up and decided to be bold and take care of the situation. I’m a big girl there was nothing to be scared of. Next thought was I need to either stay in the bedroom till Bob gets home or I can run as fast as I can to my bathroom and slam the door shut. I decided on the ¬†slam the door method. I slammed that door shut¬†sooo¬†loud we all jumped and again the dogs went flying right by me back to the living room. They are no¬†S.W.A.T¬†dogs believe me. Got the shoes on, got the coat on, hissed at the big bad guard dogs (A Westie and a Chihuahua) and went out the door where Nancy had just pulled up.

¬† ¬†Nancy took me to the bank and to Burger King to get lunch. I ordered a delicious “Deep Fried Chicken” sandwich, lge fries, and a super size pop no diet, full on sugar. We¬†went to¬†the studio and I ate everything lickity split and I must say it was very good. I needed that real junk food it helped the nerves you¬†know I was severely¬†traumatized.¬†Of course the mouse was gone when Bob did get home. Little 42 Lb. 2 in stinker must have run back out while ¬†I was peeing my pants and the dogs were knocking me over to get in the bedroom. He set a trap (electronic no pain) ¬†in the kitchen under the sink and scrubbed the counters and stove and disinfected everything. He then came and got me at the studio.¬†He even fed himself and did the dishes I had left in the sink when I ran out of the kitchen screaming never to return. Got to love that man xxoo
He took me home we fed the dogs I ate something, we watched The Game of Thrones, no mouse trap went off. He’s still here eeeeek . Just another Day in Paradise as Bob always says. ¬†And how was you day…..
Update : The next morning the mouse was in the little Zap Trap. I feel bad, glad and sad all at once .But at the same time I hate 42 lb, 2 inch rodents. I’ll go to Disneyland if I want or need to see another mouse. At least there¬†they sing and dance.

Size, Crop, Edit, Cut, Paste, Hand Tools, Paint Brushes OMG I’m nuts ;)

Mar.14th 2012 ……Well heck I’ve been through a few meltdowns (maybe more than a few) this weekend but I learned a lot in the process. Believe me when I say some things I didn’t need to learn 50 times over and over. I was trying out a new computer ugh and also at the same time trying to remember what I had learned about sizing images. I had learned some basic sizing last month with Stacy and written notes like a good student so I could have a nice little cheat sheet on hand. Well I put away such cheat sheet (a real big girl notebook) in a nice place so I could just get it and get to work. Ahh ¬†I forgot to write myself a nice little note reminding me where that big girl notebook would be, 1st mistake no book , no notes, no cheat sheet. So off on the journey of sizing with no notes on a brand new computer, oh my I had such fun ¬†can you say NOT ! ¬†Well by the end of the week-end I had my 9 month old Apple computer back and my daughter had my new one. She really loved my Apple but now has a top of the line Dell. She is happy and I’m ecstatic. The rest of my family and computer whiz Stacy are not happy since none of them are familiar ¬†with an Apple so helping me is a huge hassle. But I’m sooo happy I could dance can ¬†you see my huge grin :).

Big Whine Here : Oh and to top it all off it snowed like there was no tomorrow again. I can honestly say I’m sick of rain, hail, wind and snow. Icy mornings, damp, bone chilling cold weather can just go away and move on. I really am weary from the long winter this year. I can’t wait for spring, it can’t get here fast enough. Bark bark grr, ruff ruff grr, Paco and Sparky Lou agree. Ok weather whining pity party is over.

Since getting my original computer back I have moved forward to size, crop, edit, paste, pull hair out and cross eyeballs until I get something new in my Etsy Shop. Whatever it takes to get that 1 new item posted I will get it done and by myself. Shall I say without ¬†my notes it took forever. Thank god nothing is permanent till you hit save. If there wasn’t a save button I would have been out of pictures say in 5 min and in the loony bin. I did everything at least 50 times. Every single task 50 times, every crop, every sizing, every cut and paste 50 TIMES each. But I learned as I went. After 10 hrs (no kidding) I finally had everything ready to post 1 item on Etsy. I braved things out so much that day that by 4:oo a.m. with it snowing again out side and with cup of cocoa in hand I posted 3 new things. Why yes I was exhausted, ¬†the dogs were exhausted, and the computer I swear on the bible was literally steaming and singing Dixie when I closed it for the night. Ahhh we all went to bed with smiles on our faces it felt so dang ¬†good.

When I awoke I looked on Etsy to make sure my postings weren’t a dream and there they were all 3 new bracelets, not perfect but ok and done by myself (insert pat on back here). I opened the curtains to the sliding glass doors to let the dogs out and hark no snow it had melted and surprise there it was SUNSHINE ! It’s was a good day Martha (as in Stewart). Back to bed we go ¬†zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.