A lesson in the art of ignorance.

Today I was at the store, buying Easter goodies for my kids. I started to go down an aisle where one of the employees was stocking the shelves, just at the same time as an old coot. I waited for him to go, and he said, "No you go ahead, I'm waiting for him to get out of my way...I mean her." (Referring to the male employee who looked as normal as could be save for a pierced eyebrow.) Then he said, and I kid you not, "We used to shoot things like that in Vietnam."

WTF???

I was so absolutely stunned, it took a couple of minutes for the weight of what he'd said to sink in. Probably a good thing, because when it did sink in, I had a nasty fury going on.

I should know to expect comments like that, especially living where I live, but it doesn't make it any easier to hear. The fury moved on to sadness, and I was thankful that my kids weren't with me to hear such dickheaded idiocy.

Dada child

I think my five-year-old daughter is a budding surrealist. Today she proclaimed,

"My hairdo is very compassionate."

I'm so proud...*sniff*

Maybe I don't work so well under pressure...

...I didn't make the challenge deadline. Life showed up and you know how that goes. It's not a complete failure though, I'm still working on my space and intend to finish it for my own well-being. I'm gonna do Amy proud!

There are some new magnet sets, framed glass pendants and ever-cool steampunk rings slowly being added to the Etsy shop, and the clearance sale is still on! Lots of goodies are still available for 40% off.

It's nice to be warm and surrounded by blooming trees...