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<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-91613232680450312022013-03-20T13:24:00.001-07:002013-03-20T13:25:52.378-07:00Asheville There's something about Asheville.<br />
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I first heard of this city on a cross-country train trip that I took in 2009. I met a girl who was moving there in a few weeks, and I was mystified that such a city could exist and I had never heard of it.<br />
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A few years went by and the name kept popping up in random occurrences, and finally, after reading about it in Eric Weiner's <a href="http://www.ericweinerbooks.com/">Geography of Bliss </a>, I decided to put it on the top of my list.<br />
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After talking to a co-worker and friend about travel, I mentioned I was planning on visiting Asheville in the near future. It turns out, she also had Asheville on her mind and wanted to visit a friend, and as fate would have it, we had the same days off, so we booked our hostel and signed up for the flights.<br />
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I was planning on visiting for a few days - I wanted to see some bands play, get to know the city and just explore. About 5 days prior to our trip, I had something come up that couldn't be rescheduled. After thinking about it for awhile, I decided I was just going to call the trip off and go another time - take the loss of the hostel cancellation and just hope that I'd make it to AVL in the near future. As I was on the phone with my friend explaining this, she got a call from her friend, and told me regardless, she was going to go. I then decided that I'd go too - after all, my obligation wasn't for a few days and I could probably swing a night there.<br />
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Just one night. That's all you need in Asheville to make you want more. Do you like beer? This city is for you. Do you like mountains? Live music? Good, local food and businesses? Nice weather? Nicer people? Consider this your next visit.<br />
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Not only is getting from AVL (the airport) to downtown easy, it's $1 on the bus. (Check the bus schedules, they only run every hour or so until 6pm. We waited 45 minutes, but that beats a $45 cab ride.) Accommodation is incredible - we stayed at the <a href="http://avlhostel.com/">Asheville Hostel & Guesthouse</a> ($40 for one person/two beds, $50 for two people/two beds) which was incredible. It is clean, quiet, has a full kitchen, and the owner, BJ, was so friendly. He even called us to make sure we weren't lost, and met us halfway from the bus station. The hostel is located downtown, and it's a 5 minute walk from the Orange Peel, <a href="http://www.wickedweedbrewing.com/">Wicked Weed Brewing</a> (a new and really fantastic brewery) and 11 minutes max from everything else.<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">We had a drink at <a href="http://www.monkpub.com/">Thirsty Monk</a>, where I tried their Chile Beer ("<span style="background-color: #f4f5f5;">The brew is a blend of Asheville Brewing's Escape Artist Ale, with 127 pounds of smoked jalapeno peppers added. Not macho enough to try a pint?! Why not mix a half pint of Fire Escape with your favorite Stout, Porter, or whatever?") and had great conversation. It was here I decided on my 2013 Halloween Costume (stay tuned- also, if anyone has any dvd rewinders let me know, I need one) </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: #f4f5f5;">All in all, the 12 hour visit I had to AVL was amazing and I can't wait to go back as soon as possible, I need to spend more time in the Blue Ridge Mountains! Plus, I didn't take hardly any photos, and I'd be a terrible blogger if I didn't go back and get some good ones. The things I do for you people!! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: #f4f5f5;">If you're trying to find your next weekend trip, I have found it for you. You can thank me in beer, or a home for my foster cats.</span></span><br />
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m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-86985210948228482352013-03-09T10:38:00.003-08:002013-03-09T10:38:39.048-08:00The Evolution of a Tote Bag I remember this day incredibly clearly: I was to attend a show for my friend's band that night, and I had a few hours prior to myself. I decided to make a tote bag.<br />
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It took several hours of sewing, seam-ripping and desperately trying to remember what I learned in 3rd grade sewing class to complete this tote, but when I was done, I was ecstatic. I took it with me to the show, showed it off to everyone and posted it on facebook. This tote was <i>my </i>design, my pride and my joy, even if it had a few, um, sewing mistakes. I was, and still am, proud of my tote, which has inspired many more like it.<br />
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Here she is, 4 years old this spring. </div>
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My pocket, which I designed (obviously)</div>
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Hidden kitten pocket! And the bag is LINED! </div>
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One of my little mess-ups.. not exactly sure how this happened, either. </div>
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This one was made today. Some of the similarities are obvious (the patches all came from the same place) but this one is much more.. refined. </div>
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Another polka-dot lining. I suppose my design sense is pretty stable. </div>
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Close up of my abstract patch. I like using little scraps and blending colors. </div>
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Here's another tote, this one has the same straps as the original. I'm not even sure where I found them, but I added the pink color. </div>
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Another, simple tote, that just goes to show how far my sewing skills have come! </div>
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<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-75550443834672311592013-03-07T08:43:00.002-08:002013-03-07T08:43:45.344-08:006 Year Tally I decided to go through my sold items on etsy and make a tally to see just how many of what I've sold over the years.. and I was actually surprised! My numbers that I thought I'd sold were completely different than what I've actually sold! Here's a synopsis of my inventory sold:<br />
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Dresses: <b>78</b><br />
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Sweaters: <b>62</b><br />
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Coffee Mugs: <b>69</b><br />
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Shoes: <b>32</b><br />
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Books: <b>50</b><br />
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Shirts/Blouses/Vests: <b>106 </b><br />
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Suitcases: <b>37</b><br />
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Carry On Bags: <b>73 </b><br />
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Seriously, WOW. I've packaged up 73 carry on bags? 69 coffee mugs and only ONE broken?? (the VERY first one I ever sold) 78 dresses!! It's amazing to see these numbers and really puts into perspective the hard work I've put in over the yeas (although it hardly feels like work!)<br />
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My shop sold number is 970 and I'm hoping to hit 1,000 by the summer! I have just updated my shop with some unique items included an owl block, sporty mini duffle and scarf! Enjoy :)<br />
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owl block - $3</div>
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sporty duffle! $16</div>
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mini nino bag - $10</div>
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gorgeous silk scarf, $14</div>
<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-72095715065770700002013-03-01T06:54:00.001-08:002013-03-01T07:11:40.360-08:00Young Folks Library Set & More Last night I stumbled upon this amazing set of hardcover books from 1955. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw them! Each book is in amazing shape - the only wear is from the sticker I had to peel off that had the price on it. (So angering!)<br />
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These are so visually pleasing. I can see these in someone's home, proudly displayed, as well as someone buying these for their children.<br />
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<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-91470834560888127782013-02-28T11:52:00.000-08:002013-02-28T11:52:40.274-08:00Bow WOWFriends, I just created this one of a kind tote bag and I am in love! It's always an amazing (and doesn't happen regularly) feeling when you set out to create something and you do so with out any major mistakes in the process! I feel like I'm finally starting to get good at this sewing thing.<br />
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This tote was made with a variety of products:<br />
A vintage dog patch that I thrifted years ago<br />
Gold and White striped fabric that I got from my mom's stash<br />
Floral fabric that I bought in Chinatown in San Francisco<br />
Sheer Polka dot fabric (the lining) that's from my mom's stash as well<br />
Seafoam stripe fabric that I thrifted awhile ago<br />
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That's kind of a lot of stuff!! I love that my fabric stash has things from all over. It's so fun to just go in and put things together, and then think "what part of the world is all this from?" I have fabrics from Bangkok, London, all over the US, Cambodia, etc..<br />
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Anyway, this tote is for sale in my <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/125016763/bow-wow-tote-bag">colorblock </a>shop!<br />
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A blend of floral & seafoam.. so visually pleasing! </div>
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I love the polka dot lining, it's the perfect touch! </div>
<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-13573002304438291692013-02-22T12:26:00.002-08:002013-02-22T12:26:47.007-08:00Adventures in Hawaii, 2.0My 26th birthday was on January 30th, and I managed to get over a week of time off. I decided to throw myself a party and then the next day, jet off to the west coast.<br />
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So that's exactly what I did.<br />
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My party went well. Tons of friends from work came as well as my good friends from school/life. The next morning I flew to San Diego to visit some other friends, and a few days later it was time for Hawaii!<br />
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I had a few, well-needed days to myself in Oahu, but I didn't spend them alone for too long. I met a cool guy at the hostel, and we hung out and hiked up the Koko Crater together. The next day, I met up with a friend and we went on a random road trip around the island. I was able to see the entire island of Oahu, which I wasn't expecting! I figured I'd stay in Waikiki the entire time. I'm definitely thankful for my time in Oahu. However, the next time I travel, I'm definitely going abroad.. my passport hasn't been used for anything other than work since October!!<br />
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this is my very good friend Phill. This is what he does. </div>
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I made most of this food! Oh, did I mention that throwing parties is a great way to get rid of food? </div>
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A crowd of people in my kitchen. </div>
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That's my little brother in the corner! </div>
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Me consoling Ralph (my little brother) </div>
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Ahhhh beach life!!!!!!!!!!!</div>
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On the way up to the Koko Crater. We only stopped a few times. I definitely recommend this hike! </div>
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We finally made it to the top! </div>
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A fantastic Chinese dinner. However, I am pretty sure I fell asleep at the table. </div>
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Finally, this is one amazing shrimp food truck. Definitely recommended!</div>
<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-8082792202241356402013-02-21T15:56:00.000-08:002013-02-21T15:56:23.081-08:00Shop Update and Life Update Hello friends!<br />
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Things have been quiet over here. I turned 26 in January and decided to spend my birthday in Hawaii :)<br />
I climbed to the top of the Koko Crater, swam in the Pacific, took a road trip around the entire island and saw whales. It was a good birthday, if I do say so myself.<br />
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Tonight we're expecting yet another attempt of a snow-storm. I just heard about it an hour ago, that's how big of a deal it really isn't. These things always have a tendency to happen when I'm not working, though, so I'm thankful. I'm debating if I want to move my entire apartment around tonight (I'm really in the mood for a change). I think it will happen, if I don't go out for margaritas first..<br />
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And in other news, I posted some new things on etsy in the last week or so! Check it out..<br />
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A super sweet unicorn sun catcher </div>
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Floral Wedges.. I'm kind of in love. </div>
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electric blue 80's clutch/purse.. still has the tags! </div>
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Yes! Something for men! Vintage Sailboat Belt </div>
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<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-13501843698464719542013-01-15T16:05:00.003-08:002013-01-15T16:26:41.027-08:00dear 15 year old self...15 year old Marjie had a lot of goals and aspirations. (Ok, I'm already done with the third person thing, I will now refer to myself as "i") Every weekend I could, I'd hop on the train downtown and skateboard with my friends or by myself. I explored the city, went to a billion shows, shopped at all the crazy stores with what little money I had, and of course, shaved my head into a mohawk. (No, sorry, there's only one photo and I can't find it.) I loved being downtown and going on adventures. We didn't even have to be doing anything in particular, just skateboarding or running around the city was enough for me.<br />
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I wanted to move out so bad. I'd dream of the day it'd happen. Once I started working (at the age of 15, too) I started buying things for my future apartment. I'd look up apartments online, trying to see if I could afford them and started budgeting for them. I also wanted to travel the world - nothing excited me more than the thought of hopping on a plane and zooming all over the world. To me, that was the ultimate goal - to move out, be cool and travel.<br />
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I moved out when I was 21, and it was a horrifying experience at first. I had changed from that 15 year old fearless girl to a timid and self-loathing young adult. I was going through a rough breakup and living on my own, away from my dogs & family was one of the hardest things I've ever had to go through. I cried almost every day for a week, but in between crying I'd get excited.. because that was <i>my </i>place. Yet I was so lonely - I didn't have many friends in the city, and those I did know lived on the other side. It didn't take too long for me to snap out of it, though. The crying subsided and I started meeting new people at the jobs I was working. I also decided to find a roommate, which helped a lot.<br />
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I finally started to find my place in the city. I started to re-build my self-worth over the next few years. I'd never go through a horrendous breakup again, simply because I wasn't dating horrendous guys. (oops, I totally just jynxed that. Oh well.) But I also wasn't depending completely on my relationships, so when we'd break up, I wouldn't be completely lost - just sad and confused, but accepting.<br />
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Regardless, here I am today about to be 26. It's been almost 10 years since I was 16, dreaming of my future apartment in a hip neighborhood, hoping I could travel. Well, 16 year old Marjie, I hope I've done you proud. You have taught me so many valuable life lessons just by being you. There have been moments of weakness where I've sat there thinking "what happened to me?" and I'd remember the fearless girl you once were. I remembered how I didn't care what anyone thought of me, and that I had a plan, and dreams. I'm so proud to know that I've made a lot of my dreams come true.<br />
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Sincerely, 25 (soon to be 26) year old Marjie<br />
<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-80918730483524755282013-01-04T07:48:00.000-08:002013-01-04T07:48:59.071-08:00Friends, if you haven't heard already via my facebook or twitter, my camera was stolen by a girl who lived with me for 11 days.<br />
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The story is <a href="http://www.reddit.com/r/Images/comments/15wbmz/girl_moves_in_with_me_for_11_days_steals_my/">here</a>. You can see screenshots of her using my camera, as well as the sweater she stole from my shop on <a href="http://www.reddit.com/r/rage/comments/15wqkq/girl_moves_in_with_me_for_11_days_steals_camera/">this post</a>.<br />
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It hasn't been an easy time knowing that all I tried to do was help this girl out and this is how she re-payed me. However, what's done is done and hopefully I can get a good camera soon.<br />
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In the meantime, I'm stuck using my iPhone for pictures. It's better than nothing, but it's still depressing.m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-60799218016149690522013-01-03T08:02:00.001-08:002013-01-03T08:02:18.101-08:00I would like, more than anything, to sell everything I have in my Etsy store and start over!<br />
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I'm currently toying with the idea of starting a separate business for my nintendo perler bead art, my vintage and my handmade.. but since handmade is currently overtaking the vintage, I may just combine those two. Really not sure yet!! However, I'd absolutely love to go wholesale with my NES stuff - I just love making them on my layovers, in my free time, anytime really.<br />
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Anyway, since my last few posts have been more on the depressing/emotional/life lessons side, I decided to just post some awesome things I have for sale and some awesome things I found while browsing etsy last night! Come on, I know you got some christmas money..!!!<br />
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Someone in San Diego loves me oversized sweater - $26</div>
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Great Garfield coffee mug, only $6.75</div>
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pixelated half apron - how does it get better? Just $15 too! </div>
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piranha plant flower magnet from mario! only $3.50!! </div>
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Vintage Grasshopper Tennis Shoes in 8.5M - soooooo perfect for spring you'll want to wear them every day!!! </div>
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I got some of these stickers for Christmas and they're awesome! Perfect for your scrapbook of your foster cats (...) or decorating your phone or whatever! And they're made by a friend of mine in Austin who ALSO fosters cats and has an FIV+ cat!!! Just $3! </div>
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I seriously cannot buy this because I've bought EVERY OTHER MAGNET from this seller and my fridge is so full of them. $3</div>
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Twin Peaks Pencils. Amazing. I will always love Kyle Maclachlan. This seller also has pencil sets with titles such as "Keyboard Shortcuts" and "Batman Fight Sounds"... just saying. Each set is just $6. </div>
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<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-41209824101216553522013-01-02T10:01:00.002-08:002013-01-02T10:01:22.460-08:00At the End of the Day, Do We Really All Just Want to Fit IN? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I saw a sign in the airport that showed a picture of a suitcase that said those exact words - "at the end of the day, we all just want to fit in" and it reminded me of my last great adventure - my interview at the big airline.<br />
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No, I didn't get the job. I didn't even make it past the first interview. I was nervous but confident, and I thought I was pretty qualified for the job, seeing as it is the exact same thing I do now. I almost cried when I didn't get it, but I couldn't. The entire day I thought I'd be more upset than I really was about it because being hired by the big airlines means you've "made it". It means you can look down on us regional stews because you were good enough for the big leagues and those guys aren't.<br />
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When I thought about all of this while I waited for my flight home to Chicago, I couldn't help but think "What the fuck?"<br />
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Is that what I really wanted - or needed? To finally feel like I made it, that I fit in, that I am successful? Do I really need a job or a recruiter to define what I feel is success, and do I really need to strut around bragging that I work for the big leagues? Uhh.. no. It's almost like 7th grade Marjorie came out - the same one that wanted to fit in everywhere. I wanted to be in cheerleading even though I couldn't care less about the actual act of cheerleading. I wanted to be in basketball even though I really hated the game. I just wanted to be part of these teams because I wanted to belong. Even in highschool, I found a way to finally "fit in" with the "misfits" by shaving my head and not giving a damn about what people thought of me. In a way, I still belonged to a group.<br />
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Fitting in and the act of trying is so exhausting. There are always more groups, more events, more steps to climb and you never really "make it" because you're <b>always</b> trying to get to the top. You never actually feel at peace with yourself because someone will always have it better. I never actually wanted to go over to the big airlines. I didn't want to give up my freedom - because at the regionals, you do get to choose your schedule and work where you want with who you want. You get time to travel every month if you wanted to! Over at the big airlines, you sit on reserve (on call) every month for years. You do get paid more, have a better union and better benefits, but I never wanted to give up my freedom to travel since that's why I do this job. (and I do enjoy the work, too)<br />
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I like staying in Chicago. I have a good home, good friends and my family is close. I have a life outside of my job, which many flight attendants don't. (And that's okay too.. but it's hard to have a life when you're on call 20 days a month.) I'm able to separate work from my real life and it's pretty great.<br />
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And here's what I think is the truth: So many people live vicariously through this flight attendant lifestyle. On the go, living out of a suitcase, traveling to exotic and foreign places, meeting celebrities - it's all really great and I love it! But so many people let it <b>define who they are</b>. They fit into the flight attendant world, and they run with it, because not everyone can do this job. They like to be set apart from everyone else. But I've found that when I let something like this define me, I lose track of who I really am on the inside and what I really want in my life. I didn't apply for this mainline job until November, and I literally was like "Ugh, well, I guess I should apply.. you never know..". They've been hiring for a year, and if I would've applied last year, perhaps I would've gotten the job. (I'm pretty sure they're done hiring, they just have to look like they're hiring right now.) I don't think I ever wanted this to be a career for me. Eventually, I want to find a good job working with animals or people or the environment where I can exercise my self-starting-totally motivated - change the world skills. & perhaps in 20 years I'll look back on that day that I sat on the steps in Houston, wondering what I did wrong and why I'm not good enough for this job, and think "that was the best day of my life."<br />
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They say your 20's is when you really get to know yourself. In the past six years, I've went from meek, shy, insecure girl, to way too confident and abrasive girl, to passive-aggressive (this was a short one, I hate being passive aggressive) to girly girl to finally, a good level of confidence and security within myself.<br />
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I know I'm pretty. Fun. Adventurous. My life is pretty great simply because of the nature of my job and my attitude towards it. I have two hilarious cats, I like to have fun.. who wouldn't want to hang out with me? Or, more importantly, <b>date </b>me?<br />
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And this, my friends, is where I am at today.<br />
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It's one of my harsher realizations. I've finally come full circle within myself, I'm finally happy with where I am in life and I'm ready for the next step. So, in true Marjie form, I try to fast-forward what I should just let be.<br />
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I literally think to myself "who wouldn't want me in their life?" and that's probably the problem. In the past few months, I haven't allowed one of my ex-boyfriends to be free of me. I know that he still likes me and will hang out with me, and we've gone weeks without talking but I'll see him at the airport and get excited because I do still really enjoy his company. That sighting will catapult us to start texting and calling and whatever, even though we both don't really want to be together (at least he told me he doesn't want to be with me). However, I still find that I demand his attention and I hate it when he doesn't have the time to call when I have questions about stuff.<br />
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I also think that I can get back any guy I used to date, which is absolutely untrue and a very unhealthy approach to friendships and life. Not only am I not in any position to date anyone anyway, but I'm forcing myself into people's lives who are probably better off without me right now - especially since I'm unsure of what the future holds.<br />
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This afternoon I came to terms with the fact that I'm going to have to be lonely sometimes. I'm not going to like it, but not many people do and the funny thing is - I'm not alone. Lots of people are lonely. It doesn't mean I have failed as a person or I'm not good enough or anything - it just means that perhaps this time in my life is not the right time for me to find someone to date.<br />
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So, consider this my resignation and apology to those I've bombarded in the past. I only meant well, but I'm realizing that I need to let things happen naturally and I need to enjoy my life right now as it is. I still think I'm pretty, fun, and awesome, but I'm also going to have to get used to being all these things - alone. I always told myself that I wanted to make sure I felt "whole" as a person before I met someone, and right now I don't think I'm there yet. Hopefully, I will get there in 2013!<br />
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xoxo,<br />
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<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-34189188298795060222012-12-18T16:35:00.001-08:002012-12-18T16:35:26.033-08:00Enemies. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Since the moment we're able to react to other people, we are taught by our parents to be nice to others. We are taught the golden rule:<i> treat others the way you want to be treated</i>. Kindness generates Kindness. </div>
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Our decisions and our actions form the type of person we become later in life. Things that happen to us in middle school find a way to burrow into our minds and have an impact on how we react to others and form relationships. </div>
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In the past few weeks, I've been beating myself up for not being "enough" for people. I flew with another flight attendant who was very territorial with me, letting me know my place in the crew. I was ignored by her and she demanded the attention of the other crew members every time we were together. I knew I wasn't imagining things because I've never worked with someone who was so territorial of pilots and passengers. I don't know if it's because she was intimidated by me or she just doesn't play well with others, but I recognized her behavior straight away and just went with it. I would have loved to get to know the cute pilot more, but I had almost no one on one time with him because she would constantly be taking up all of his attention. </div>
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No, I'm not bitter, even if it sounds like I am. The entire trip, though, I was beating myself up over it because I couldn't understand why someone I just met would be treating me this way. I am a very social person, and to be ignored was not a normal circumstance for me. I'm not a competitor, either - I always include everyone in on whatever is happening. I love my crew family. </div>
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After our trip, I would find myself thinking about how low I felt during that time. I was seriously depressed. The way she treated me reminded me strongly of a girl I knew in junior high that acted and treated me like my best friend but then as soon as she found out which guy I liked, she "stole" him away from me. It was the cruelest form of betrayal and I will never forget it, because it made me feel absolutely terrible about myself. </div>
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After thinking about this and other memories, I started to realize that these occurrences, including the flight attendant I worked with, were affecting me way, way too much. Why was I still reacting to something that happened over 10 years ago? </div>
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What happened to me in 7th (yes, 7th) grade has been terrorizing me for ages. But for something that happened over ten years ago, something I only just barely remember, could the facts really be true? </div>
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Yes, I remember walking into the gym during our swim meet (I never told you I was cool) and finding them cuddling together, but that's pretty much it. I don't remember what else they were doing, I just remember that scene. My feelings afterwards were those of self-hatred. I couldn't even swim well. I felt like my world was completely over because not only did I lose the guy I was crushing on, but I knew I lost a friend. But as a 26 year old girl, I'm realizing that these are just stories I'm telling myself. I am convincing myself that I was the victim, that I was the innocent girl who was betrayed by two people she thought cared about her. I'm telling myself that I can't trust anybody - even now - because that pain that I went through was almost the worst pain I've ever experienced. </div>
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I'm pretty sure I've gone through worse pain and that I will go through worse as I age and the natural progression of life starts to happen. I'm pretty sure that I don't want to be known as a "victim" but instead, a "champion." I am also 101% sure that while what she did to me was pretty shitty, I can't take it personally. I just can't, because she had some issues going on where her sense of self-worth was lower than mine, and this was her way of getting herself to feel better about who she was as a person. I've never had to do anything like that to make myself feel good. </div>
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Once I asked myself how I would feel if those feelings I felt towards that situation simply weren't true, I noticed an incredible difference with myself. Almost all of my animosity towards that particular situation had disappeared. I started to realize that things like that happen to many, many people - and that what they did to me had no reflection on who I am as a person. I immediately realized what I told you earlier - she had sunk to an incredible low just to hurt me and make herself feel better - which is a situation far worse than mine. </div>
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Realizing that I couldn't take that situation personally made me realize that I really couldn't be taking many situations personally. Going back to my flight attendant story - she had just met me and was alienating me the first night. I'm can't take that personally, because she has no idea who I am. Of course, at the time I was hurt, but I also think if I hadn't worked with her I may have never realized how I was taking everything as a personal attack. </div>
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So next time you find yourself in a situation with someone, such as a betrayal, someone alienating you or just being plain mean - think to yourself "Before I take this personally, what if it just simply weren't true? What if this person is acting out because of something else going on in their life?" & I bet you will be able to let it just slide off your back. </div>
m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-80459173844942237452012-12-12T16:20:00.002-08:002012-12-12T16:21:39.768-08:00Here are some pictures of cats. You didn't ask for it, but here they are!! Pictures of my foster cats, Rocky and Mickey. You can learn more about these oafs over at <a href="https://catosaurus.wordpress.com/">https://catosaurus.wordpress.com/</a><br />
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<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-524825082495691232012-12-05T09:43:00.004-08:002012-12-05T09:43:46.215-08:00Things Change. Something I've come to realize is that I don't trust myself. I don't trust that I'm pretty, that I can attract guys, that I'm doing my job right, financially stable, happy..etc.<br />
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It comes to be an issue when things pop up in my life and I have to make a decision. "Do I want this? Am I sure? How can I be sure that I want this?" are questions I ask constantly. Most of the time, things pop up that can be close to life-altering- interviews for jobs, new potential boyfriends, etc. I'm often weighing the pros and cons, thinking obsessively about the future and questioning every potential outcome.<br />
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I look around to the life I've created for myself. I have only been able to be where I am because I took major risks. I dropped out of my safety net (school) to risk becoming a flight attendant, and now I'm about to risk leaving my job for a better job in the same field. Do I want it? Why, sure I do. Who wouldn't? But am I ready for another potential life altering event? I could be based on the other side of the country! I would have to leave my safety and comfort of my friends, apartment and job that I've gained a lot of seniority in just to be based on the other side of the country and be the most junior flight attendant at the company. Of course, as all things work, the end product would be incredibly rewarding, but what if I regret it? What if I end up missing Chicago, giving up my foster cats, not being able to live the life I think I love?<br />
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And once I convince myself that I DO want it, that I AM willing to relocate and give up my current lifestyle, then come the haunting thoughts of "What if I don't get the job?"<br />
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What if I get myself so emotionally prepared - even excited - to start this new chapter in my life and I don't even get the job? It's incredibly likely, too. I know plenty of people who have interviewed just to hear "We'll call you." What if I come back broken-hearted, just to feel insecure, sad and confused?<br />
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There's a part of me that doesn't want to go through the interview. I'm perfectly capable of convincing myself that I don't want this job, that I'm fine where I'm at and that I couldn't leave my life here in Chicago. But there's that voice - that intuition, gut feeling - that's telling me I have to try, and I have to do my best. I have to break free of this irrational fear that I will be completely broken if I don't get this job. I have to trust myself that life goes on, and if I do the best I can do, that it wasn't meant to be. It won't mean I'm not good enough it will just mean that perhaps the universe has other plans for me.<br />
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Our biggest regrets in life are almost always those things we didn't try. Those things we were too afraid to do, the things we let our fear convince us that we didn't need to bother with.<br />
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I was just talking to a ramper in Chicago who had a CPD hat on, and I asked him if he worked for the Chicago Police. He said no, but he had a chance to do so. He was supposed to show up one morning with a test, and he would've gotten the job. He didn't do it, and he told me he still thinks about it every day and that he wishes he had. I don't want to wake up every day and think "I wish I went on that interview."<br />
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So even though I'm pretty nervous and scared, I'm starting to trust myself that I can do this - and I will do the best I can. I know I'm charismatic, unique, and perfectly qualified for the job. If I don't get it, that's okay because I'm lucky enough to have a job doing what I love already. I'll just keep searching for that next step in life, and I know it will come. <br />
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<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-59945690407304940322012-12-05T09:22:00.005-08:002012-12-05T09:22:50.278-08:00New: Travel Cards! Introducing new travel cards! Made with recycled materials and a typewriter, these are perfect for anyone in your life about to set out on a great adventure. More destinations are coming soon, including Asia, Europe and Hawaii! Click on any of the cards to view their etsy page.<br />
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<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-29131585664338829492012-11-04T16:57:00.001-08:002012-11-04T16:58:24.496-08:00American Girl in London The other day I decided to go to London, so I did.<br />
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I hopped on the 9pm flight from Chicago, knowing it was wide open and I could probably get a row of seats to myself so that I could stretch out and sleep. Upon arriving at O'hare, I discovered the 6pm flight was seriously delayed due to mechanical, so they were re-booking everyone onto my 9pm flight. What! So unfair! I even tried to volunteer myself to go on the delayed flight just because I knew it'd be wide open.. but alas, they ushered me onto the 9pm flight, inbetween two English men, including one who kept his shoes off the entire flight. Gross. We can smell your feet, my friend.<br />
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I took some <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Melatonin">melatonin </a>(the best thing ever) and actually drifted off to sleep, even in the middle seat! I woke up and the sun was shining which REALLY confused me.<br />
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Upon landing in London, I stumbled around until I found the ATM and then the Tube. Following instructions I received from the guesthouse I was staying, I was to take the Piccadilly line to the Victoria line, then walk. No big deal! I still look pretty good after that 9 hour flight! I can walk in 3 inch heels, it's totally fine!<br />
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After I figured out how to buy a pass, I got on the train and when I got to my transfer point, I discovered that London just decided to shut down service on the Victoria Line. Okay. So I walked upstairs to find this:<br />
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After wandering around some more, desperately trying to hail a cab but being so freaking confused about the wrong-way streets in London, I finally flagged one down and he had no idea where I was trying to go, but still accepted the challenge. </div>
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Finally, after paying way more than I can afford to get to my hostel, I ARRIVED! And I was still looking halfway decent! When I made it up to my dorm, I met a friendly girl from France named <span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Eloïse and she invited me to go to Notting Hill, so of course I accepted! </span></span><br />
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However, the protests/demonstrations continued to disrupt the streets and tube service, so we had to figure out a way to get their via bus. It proved to be incredibly difficult, and there was a language barrier between <span style="background-color: white;">Eloïse and I, so much of the time we were not sure what each other was saying but we still had a blast. At one point, </span><span style="background-color: white;">Eloïse found Burger King and I think she almost passed out from excitement. </span></div>
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About six hours later, at dusk, we arrived at Notting Hill to find that the markets were all closing shop. There we met up with two of <span style="background-color: white;">Eloïse's friends from Brazil who wanted to go find pubs and drink Guinness. ACCEPT. </span></div>
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Once again, however, the streets were confusing and buses were confusing and I don't even know where we ended up or how we ended up here but it happened and it was great: </div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">Camden street is a mixture of boutique/street markets/things I can buy in Asia for a fraction of the price. In fact, there were so many things that I had JUST seen in Bangkok for sale for triple the price! It was hilarious. There were also so many signs that said "no photography". And there was also this: </span></div>
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m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-90960014169815382032012-10-26T13:42:00.000-07:002012-10-26T13:44:23.460-07:00SORRY.If you follow my twitter (which you probably don't because I only have 65 followers) you'll notice that I've made an announcement that I won't be shipping orders internationally without communication first.<br />
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Listen. I'm sorry. I know this is a hassle, but when it comes down to this, I run this store for fun. It's not a full time job.<br />
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That being said, I don't often run into issues when it comes to shipping around the United States. However, in the past few weeks, my international orders have been extremely problematic. I've been put in two separate positions of losing money or possibly receiving a negative feedback. I chose to refund money on both accounts, even though both instances were not my fault.<br />
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I sent a sweater, in a box, to Germany. It hadn't arrived within 3 weeks, and I received a message from the buyer asking where her sweater was. I told her that 3 weeks isn't long enough and to wait about a week extra. It still hadn't arrived and she was getting agitated. I debated for days on what to do. Since USPS doesn't offer tracking on first class packages, there was nothing I could've done for her to begin with. <b>This is the risk you take when buying overseas. </b>In the end, because I felt bad, I refunded her $18 shipping charge. I'm 99% positive she will receive the sweater, and I told her when she does to just keep it.<br />
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I sold a skirt that already had marks on it to someone in England. Upon packaging the skirt, I discovered an extra, larger mark which I had missed. Of course, this is my fault entirely and I let her know as soon as possible. She and I agreed on a discounted price, so I shipped it out almost immediately. She then came back and changed her mind on the skirt, but I had already sent it... so I refunded her shipping charge, too. The other day, I woke up to a message from her telling me that the Post in the U.K mis-read my customs form and said that I wrote down $109 as the value of the package.. which is $100 more than what the skirt is worth. She demanded that I pay her customs charge which was $32, even though this, again, was entirely out of my hands. And of course, I'm thinking: "Why did she pay that fee? Why didn't she refuse the package?" I find it irritating, especially because this person is a shop owner as well. Me being me, I felt bad and I noticed that I had nothing in my policies page stating anything about customs fees, so I paid the bill.<br />
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That's $50 out of my pocket for these people. I literally paid someone to buy something from me. I'm not too happy about this.<br />
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<b>It's a risk, people. </b>And guess what? It's merchandise. I can't check "gift" on the customs form just so you can save some money. I'm not willing to get myself in trouble just so I can sell you a $15 skirt.<br />
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I know this is probably not the best way to write about my business, but it's really, really irritating. I've had so many people yell at me because of the custom taxes they have to pay for buying something in the U.S. How the hell can I control that? And the length it takes for some packages to arrive - like I said, tracking info is not even offered on the first class international packages.<br />
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So from now on, if you want to buy something from me and you're overseas or in Canada, you will have to message me directly to change the shipping price. I'm going to make sure you're aware of the risks that it takes, because I'm not going to be covering any more taxes or shipping charges.<br />
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Thanks for understanding,<br />
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Marjoriem.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-32873935597151537102012-10-01T11:05:00.001-07:002012-10-01T11:05:02.279-07:00experimenting...I only had 26 hours off of work, but I managed to help move in my new roommate, hang out with my mom for awhile, get deep dish pizza (mmm), make like 10 scrunchies aaaaand legwarmers.. and take some pics for etsy! And I still have a good hour to go before I need to start thinking about getting ready for work! haha.<br />
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That being said, check out these new listings. My camera remote isn't working, so I have to rely on self timer to take pictures. Unfortunately, sometimes they come out blurry.. but I use them anyway.<br />
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<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-87195628918400388072012-09-28T08:45:00.003-07:002012-10-08T08:42:58.260-07:00real life flight attendantAre all days the same for flight attendants? oh hell no.<br />
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I decided to pick up some extra flying before I began my 4 day trip. Two nights ago, before I went to work, I swear I had this weird feeling about the next day. I couldn't help but wonder if I was actually going to make it to my 4-day, including my layover in Bozeman (my favorite place!).<br />
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The first flight should've been an indication: we were going to be arriving in Hartford 20 minutes behind schedule because of headwinds. We ended up arriving just five minutes late, but as soon as we began boarding our next group of passengers, the real trouble began.<br />
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Not only were ATC towers (or something) down, our airplane had a mechanical issue where the pilots had to do everything by hand. It's not worth getting into those gritty details because surely they're not important to you, but it was a pain, took forever and we were weight restricted. We ended up leaving Hartford an hour behind schedule and with a plane full of infuriated people who were going to be missing their connections. I was working in the cabin, so I was the flight attendant who had to calm everyone. I spent the entire 1.5 hour flight to Washington D.C. talking to almost every passenger, delivering the bad news but still trying to instill hope in them. I showed several people the diagrams of the airport, told them what to do once they got to D.C, and showed remorse when I knew they'd miss their flight. I truly felt bad, especially when I found out we were going to be arriving in a gate light years away from 90% of the connections.<br />
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By the end of the flight, I had several people thank me, and I could tell a lot more were relaxed or had accepted their fate. Being a flight attendant truly requires very, very thick skin. You have to let things roll off you - including insults (of course, there's definitely a line, but you have to decide when it's crossed.), snarky remarks, unhappy passengers, etc. We, the crew, know the reality of the airline industry. It's rarely perfect. Most things that happen truly aren't OUR FAULT, the airline, it's just the fact that sometimes there's a lot of traffic going into O'hare so we have to wait extra long to get released, or there's a storm on the way so we have to go around it which means our flight is longer, or maybe operations at whichever airport we're at isn't working correctly. So many people say "I HATE THIS AIRLINE!" and I just shake my head. It's not the airline telling us we can't take off yet, and we certainly are not responsible for the storms. Yet it almost feels like so many people need to find something else (or someone) to blame. It's wrong, yes, but again, we're used to it - it's just part of the job.<br />
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Anyway, after we arrived in D.C, I, too started to accept my fate that I probably wouldn't end up in my amazing hotel room in Bozeman. I still clung to hope, but that hope died when we landed in St. Louis and I found out our flight to Chicago was cancelled and we'd all be staying in STL for the night. The rest of my current crew flew out this morning at 5am, and I'm still here, in my hotel room, waiting until 3pm so I can go to the airport, deadhead (fly on a flight but not work it) to Denver, sit there for 4 hours and then re-join my crew to work the last flight from DEN-BZN. I feel lucky because even though I was upset about not being in Bozeman (BZN) last night, I actually had 2 layovers there right in a row, so I will be there tonight.<br />
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All that being said, this is what it's really like for us. There are months that go by where everything goes according to plan - but then you get trips (or a month in my case) where things get incredibly jacked up, things go wrong on every leg and you just sit in your hotel room contemplating what you're really doing with your life. You lose money, you lose time, you lose a lot. But at the end of the day, you go to sleep knowing that you still love your job. You love zooming around in space, talking to hundreds of people a day, flying around the world for fun, going out with your crew family and living out of a suitcase.<br />
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<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-90690480236572384252012-09-26T15:11:00.003-07:002012-09-26T15:11:40.708-07:00cat model so I made Rocky model with me for one of my listings.. it's for the scarf, but he steals the whole frame.<br />
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<br />m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-55654603106988405232012-09-17T22:15:00.000-07:002012-09-17T22:15:08.538-07:00Shipping Schedule: Sept/OctDue to a very large increase of work, I will have very limited time to ship out orders! Therefore, I've created a shipping schedule for you to reference when purchasing an item from me.<br />
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18th, 25th, 26th<br />
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1st, 4th, 9th, 16th, 22nd, and the 30th.<br />
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I'm very sorry for any inconvenience this may cause! I will do my best to have orders out as soon as I can. As always, please let me know ASAP if you need an item by a certain date - I can <i>possibly </i>arrange to have it shipped.<br />
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Thanks for reading! Happy shopping :)m.w.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08459122773789374376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186278545467163478.post-13888095789067270092012-09-12T11:56:00.002-07:002012-09-12T11:56:26.405-07:00New Notebooks! Today was the debut of my new upcycled notebook line: design and color notebooks.<br />
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Each notebook features pages from an atlas I have, and the covers are upcycled from graphic design samples my friend Juli gave me many years ago. I also took it upon myself to bedazzle each cover with a gem, so your notebook is as girly as possible.<br />
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The notebook rings can be opened, so you can add more paper if you wish or take some out.<br />
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Each notebook is just $5 with a few bucks for shipping. Each one is one of a kind, so get yours fast before they sell out!<br />
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