thank you to everyone who wished me well on the thirty trip–so far, so fine. no major freak-outs or mourning of missed opportunities of youth, etc. ha! seriously, it just doesn’t feel like the big deal everyone makes it out to be. so i’m old, so what? i can still read moomintroll books and ride a schwinn stingray. who makes these rules anyway?

well, for my day in the sun, ian and i made the long journey up to the the cloisters, which was a great time. i almost took home a lop-eared bunny, but apparently it was someone’s pet (who lets their house rabbit hop around the city?)…shucks. also, we ate ice cream sandwiches and sat on a park bench and oh yes, saw some unicorn tapestries. later k and e joined us for some malai kofta in manhattan and then for some lambic back in greenpoint. all in all, a pretty much perfect way to spend a day. yes!

and now it’s back to work. and sadly, i think back to reality and the deepening realization that i will, indeed, need to be finding myself another little part time gig to fill the gaps. but! these past months of working to get dear birthday back and running have been awesome and i do believe that in time i can make it work full-time. i’m kind of like an awkward water fowl, trying to get the momentum to fly. wow. that was lame! haha! i am getting old. anyway!

enough nonsense! there are four new pairs of undies in the etsy shop, three of which are The Very Last of the carousel print. that’s all there is, folks. some of the best looking prints i’ve seen are on their merry way to me from jolly old england, but sadly, no more ponies ponied up. get ‘em while they’re prancy!