Mmmm, creamy!

How to make ricotta cheese at this link.

Safe and Natural!

I've seen something like these purses on Regretsy, but they are still useful, cute, and recycled plastic. I've sold every one that I placed at the store, along with regular tote bags from the same type feed bags.

There's a little pocket inside.

I like the chicken.

Step Right Up!

I have sold so much stuff at my "store"! I have already made my rent, and now am into the gravy part of sales. 

I have sold tote bags and purses made out of woven plastic feed bags, fancy aprons, pot holders, a skirt, several books and assorted knick knacks, and I have some people interested in my art quilts. I never thought this store was so busy, but they get a lot of traffic, and Gypsy Gathering is just now listed on the new Missouri state brochure of antique stores along I-70. I'm going to have to work harder! I am also beginning to pick up the odd alteration job here and there. 

Who knew? Who knew that that sudden impulse to check out "that store" a few weeks ago would energize my life?

We now do catering!

New Table

Finally have a dining room table that matches the house, courtesy of Gypsy Gathering. It needs a bit of love, but it's a wonderful piece. I especially like the curved legs.

Also added some new furniture to the large and sort of bare living room. Old rocker recently reupholstered and what is described as "a camel saddle." I'm fairly certain that it is something sold to tourists only, (maybe I should google it,) but the soft red leather seat, the little bell, and the brass camels won my heart. 

New Furniture

Camel Saddle

In the background is a funky 60s style corner table that Leslie gave me, and it fits in so well with our lack of style. The alien-head bank is a thrift store find from way back.

The Studio

I plan to spend time today in the studio. I make something almost every day in there, but yesterday was more organize than anything else. I hate needing something, and not knowing where it is.

Fuzzarelly is up and running and I hope to take some photos there this afternoon. This is the Head Gypsy, Leslie.

Leslie

I got blistas on my fingas!

Something fun.

The Queen of Hearts

This evening at 7:00, the heat index temperature was 113º. It was hard for me to breathe, in the outside. (It's not the heat, it's the stupidity!) (It's not the heat, it's the humanity!)

Still, I went to Gypsy Gatherings, and arranged my offerings as well as I could. What with the white walls, and my white curtains, and the merchandise, it rather looked like an art show gallery. My little "store front" is 8' x 9'. Not a lot of space, but still, I am no where near filling it up. 

Sweetie went with me, the first trip today. I gotta love his sense of humor. He went in first with some of my things, and was greeted by Leslie, the proprietor. "Welcome to the store," she said. He replied, "Hi! We're reverse shoplifters. We take things into stores and leave them." She about died laughing. So Sweetie likes the ambience of the place and is happy for my venture.

Still no photos, despite having camera in hand. Maybe tomorrow. Which is going to be even hotter than today. 

Nothing to see here.

It's an awful burden, knowing that a friend is going to die. What can I say? My guess is that he will die within the next three years, before he is sixty. It isn't just me, but Sweetie, too. He has had dreams of talking to said friend, who was sitting up in his coffin and chatting. I dreamt last night that he was holding my cheek in his hand, in a loving way, saying good bye. 

I think my friend knows this to be true, and he is afraid. And in denial. However. So it goes. Just wanted to post this, sadly, before the fact. I really like this guy, too. Now and always.

My life has made a 180 and I am so happy and busy and changed from last week. My little store will open July 1. I have been sewing little things every day, and I shall have photos next post.