I guess you could say I had a bit of an alright week.  Last Saturday I went shopping with my Sister & Mother for bridesmaid dresses.  In the process we had to stop by a warehouse for a mass amount of candle holders, and I sussed out a box of scarves & odds & ends.  I found these killer neck bows for sassy femmes.  Win.  I bought a bunch of them, the one above was the best of the bunch.  I also picked up a bag of 200 buttons for $5!  One day my collection will look like above.  One day...

Work wasn't horrible either.  The week went fast, I sold three pages of the magazine, got a new pink stapler, & in my lunch break got a photo of a super dreamy stove top kettle my future stove needs.  I've shown Luke - my lovely husband - & he agrees.  I mainly took a photo because I have a friend, E (not the drug), & I thought she would be into it.  I tried to take a photo about two weeks ago, I even got the store folk to take the kettle down so I could photograph it.  However, my phone camera was on a whack setting (that I have since sorted out right & proper) and after I pressed 'capture' it took the photo as I moved my phone away from the kettles.  I had to wait until new store folk were in so I could do the process over again. 

And to finish the week off I won $25 in a sales staff point competition, and the manager at work rode around the office on a toy unicorn he bought for his daughter.  Hopefully this coming week goes just as fast, I have some whiskey to drink with an old friend who I dearly miss. 

However, this isn't necessarily my first post.  I've had many "first posts".  I am a bit of a blog fiend really.  I've had at least 5 that I can recall.  I think I like their initial directions & cute ambitions in toe.  I don't get bored of them, I don't even lose interest.  I don't know what happens, (I think I usually make another blog).  I am going to (try) stick with my new blog, as I have less obligations this year to focus on.  For instance, I am no longer a student.  Which seven months after the fact, is slightly depressing.  Having the student shield was an awkward comfort I took for granted.  I didn't have to explain why I wasn't particularly anywhere.  Now I do.  Or do I?  I think six months is a nice grace period, but come seven - where the frack are you?!  If I am not occupying a graphic design position by this time next year (yes, I've given myself an extended grace period), I hear-by declare that I will withdraw my artistic ambitions & learn how to make coffee professionally.  I've heard its a serious profession in cities.  I like the city, & I can multi-task.  It could work!