...they're in...they're out!!

Got another shipment of Very Vintage Christmas and Halloween sets this afternoon, which means that ALL outstanding orders are now packed and ready to ship first thing in the morning!!!! Yay!! yes, even the orders placed today are ready to go. I'm so relieved - I can't tell you all how I hate to keep folks waiting!!

It might take a day or two to get all the shipping notices out so I thought I'd post it here.

I'm hoping my supplier is recovering from their horrendous move earlier this month and that replenishment will return to what it was.

So how are you all?

I've been busy. I'm drawing like crazy, trying to get a stack of sets ready and working on a new webstore!!!!!

I'm really hoping to have an 'Official Launch Party' in a few weeks time here on my blog and on the new store. There will be plenty of inspiration, wink! and a GRAND prize!! so keep an eye out for more news on that.

So, that's it for store news, read on only if you are truly bored, otherwise call back soon as I'd really like to make a few cards in the next day or two it feels like so long since I did any!!

Waffle

Most days I can do a real good impression of a flat stomach just by pulling it all in and holding my breath, the sight of a clingy tee-shirt, actually hanging loosly across a taut tum really diverts the eyes from the accompanying purple face and puffed cheeks. So it was with a slightly dejected countenance that I stared down into little guys' smiling face as he announced, loudly, in an audience-seeking kind of way, that "Mummy, you has got twoooooo bellies!!!" 'Course we had to be in the supermarket at the time.

Sympathetic smiles and tilting-of-the-head from anyone within earshot.

Purple with embarrassment I hurried to the next aisle.

Little guy, not one to be fobbed off, carried on the monologue. "Mummy lemme see your twooo bellies!!" and promptly lunged forward to grab a couple of handfuls. In a split second, ninja-slow-motion moment I began to comprehend that little guy was actually aiming far higher than belly level and, in his two year old innocence, has no idea that they are actually called something else.

I left the second aisle mortified as the little hands landed.