The Renegade Seamstress put out an alert on a stellar deal on a dress form, today only (August 1st). So I researched it and determined that I was going to get the deal.
I called the store just before taking my lunch and confirmed that they had the form in stock. They had one left.
I hurried over and snagged it… or her I should say. The lady behind me at the check-out (in her eighties) stopped me and said, “Don’t forget to name her. My mother was a seamstress and seamstresses name their dress forms.” This intrigued me so I asked what I should name mine. She said, “I don’t know, My mother’s was named Jezebel.”
So now I need to figure out a name for my form. Recommendations? Jezebel is probably not a good plan. I should have asked the lady what her name was. That’d be a nice nod to who told me about it. Read the rest of this entry
A funny thing happens when you officially change your address…
You start getting junk mail for people who don’t even live in your house.
We receive promotional mail (i.e. not official stuff like bills or letters) for my father-in-law, mother-in-law and brother-in-law occasionally. Things like special offers for Cleveland lawn treatment services (my in-laws don’t live in Cleveland) and tuxedo rental offers. These kind of, sort of, maybe make sense.
But then we started getting mail for Pam.
Bath & Body Works coupons started arriving for Pamela K (same last name as me). One day, I got mail for Pam (we’re tight seeing as how she lives in my house supposedly) that contained coupons for not only Bath & Body Works, but also for Victoria’s Secret. Both contained coupons for free stuff so I threw them in my purse.
The next time we were at the mall I stopped in both stores and redeemed my free items, courtesy of Pam.
I ended up with $15 of free stuff, all because someone thinks I have a Pam at my house.