I am not an especially sunny person.
At least I don't think so. I would actually describe myself is unequivocally moody. I tend to react dramatically to whatever influences are happening inside and outside my being, and therefore, I have great bouts of melancholy as well as cheeriness. So some days I am in the mood to really get on here and talk about darker and sadder things.
And sometimes when I get my political ire up, I want to blog about political things or human rights things (which I happen to really feel passionate about... so I still might).
However...
I have made the final decision that as non-intellectual and un-deep (like my new word?) as it may be, Mama Poobah is going to be a lighter place. A place to blog about things I love and happier things.
And the occasional human rights issue.
Which I also love.
On that note (the things I love note, not the human rights note)... if you are ever shopping for me, please feel free to drop by Etsy.
Really. Go ahead right now and pick something out. Actually, pick out two -- one for you and one for me. Mine can be the cheaper one; I don't mind.
This store is my virtual home away from home. It's so crafty, beautiful, and eclectic. And kitschy if that's what you like.
Ooh, here's something. Irish-y scarf. Because I'm, like, 1/27th Irish (give or take 1/27th).
And this is cool. I like bees. And they would feel at home in my downtown apartment. Okay. I won't get this, but it's awesome anyway.
Wow.
Pretty.
Okay. So practically speaking, I would never actually get one of my girls a tutu unless I could suddenly afford ballet, but seriously... how cute is this...
Okay. I'm done.
For now.
Plus you get to send stuff to people and impress them with where it's coming from. I sent my sister-in-law this gorgeous scarf handmade in Turkey. I'm pretty sure it was more fun for me to send than it was for her to receive it. Though I've gotten something awesome from places like Boise as well.
Anyway, that's my pitch for today.
Etsy, feel free to credit my account.
I wish.
At least I don't think so. I would actually describe myself is unequivocally moody. I tend to react dramatically to whatever influences are happening inside and outside my being, and therefore, I have great bouts of melancholy as well as cheeriness. So some days I am in the mood to really get on here and talk about darker and sadder things.
And sometimes when I get my political ire up, I want to blog about political things or human rights things (which I happen to really feel passionate about... so I still might).
However...
I have made the final decision that as non-intellectual and un-deep (like my new word?) as it may be, Mama Poobah is going to be a lighter place. A place to blog about things I love and happier things.
And the occasional human rights issue.
Which I also love.
On that note (the things I love note, not the human rights note)... if you are ever shopping for me, please feel free to drop by Etsy.
Really. Go ahead right now and pick something out. Actually, pick out two -- one for you and one for me. Mine can be the cheaper one; I don't mind.
This store is my virtual home away from home. It's so crafty, beautiful, and eclectic. And kitschy if that's what you like.
Ooh, here's something. Irish-y scarf. Because I'm, like, 1/27th Irish (give or take 1/27th).
And this is cool. I like bees. And they would feel at home in my downtown apartment. Okay. I won't get this, but it's awesome anyway.
Wow.
Pretty.
Okay. So practically speaking, I would never actually get one of my girls a tutu unless I could suddenly afford ballet, but seriously... how cute is this...
For now.
Plus you get to send stuff to people and impress them with where it's coming from. I sent my sister-in-law this gorgeous scarf handmade in Turkey. I'm pretty sure it was more fun for me to send than it was for her to receive it. Though I've gotten something awesome from places like Boise as well.
Anyway, that's my pitch for today.
Etsy, feel free to credit my account.
I wish.
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