It's time I come clean. My name is Erika and I'm a thrift-aholic.
I'm a stay-at-home wife, mama of one, and on those rare moments when I'm not at a thrift store, garage/estate sale, someone's attic, etc., I can be found at home in my teeny-tiny apartment in sunny San Diego making things out of felt, reading blogs, baking pies, chillin' with my fat cat, Quincy, smiling at my husband and making up ridiculous jingles.
Although the sun and I are not the best of friends (I prefer cold, drizzly days to palm trees on the beach, and long socks and scarves to flip flops and bathing suits), I'm discovering the many joys of Southern California living.
I'm making it my new goal in life to bring you a treasure-trove of vintage and handmade goodies and hopefully bring some cheer and goodwill into your life.
8 comments:
i hope you have a better experience than what i had in philly when i had to sit on a criminal case. ugh.
Carolyn-
I won't let them read my address aloud in front of the defendant's family.
so did john. he pled hardship. hardship being a postpartum wife & new baby...
Yeah, they had a box for Hardship and then another for MAJOR HARDSHIP (all caps). I checked the latter.
Sadly, I have NO excuse. I might try showing up in my Princess Lea costume, though. I heard that works.
oh--you remember the address thingy. i never wrote that letter i was going to. i'm sure it would have made a difference.
How was your duty?!
I just got jury duty, too. Have you gone yet?!
Post a Comment