Taking Matters Into My Own Hands, Part I
I’m having trouble finding clothing I like. Why can’t anyone seem to manage to sell a good, old-fashioned skirt these days? I’ve tried shopping for skirts on many occasions and have always come home empty handed.
So I decided to take matters into my own hands, like a pioneer woman. When Ma Ingalls wanted a new bonnet or apron, she had to sew it. She had to sit in her rocking chair by the fire after dinner and sew. Those church-going clothes weren’t going to make themselves.
This is the new keychain I got today at Robot Love in Minneapolis. It’s from the Kidrobot Yummy Breakfast collection. You buy one for $5 but you don’t know what you’re getting until you open the box and the mylar-like bag inside. Before I opened mine I said I wanted the pancakes because of my great love for pancakes and low and behold… Pancakes! I think I screamed in the parking lot.