Treat Your Mother Right

This one is a little fuzzy but too good to pass up. Happy Mother's Day, Buckaroos!




Until next time,
x's and o's,
Eartha

See You Soon!

The Mister and I have been doing a little bit of traveling and I've come home to a lot of stuff to catch up on.  Hope that all is well with you, buckaroos!  Will see you soon!




Until next time,
x's and o's,
Eartha

Whoo doggies

 Hey all! Things are super busy here so I'm stopping by quickly to say hey and to cover some bases.

1. Earlier in the week, when I posted the Fashion Shack  (Faaashion Shaack!) video, I didn't realize that the video was suggesting afterwards that you might perhaps like to view a video of....how shall I say this? Donkeys on their wedding night. Complete with graphic photo. I reset the settings and hopefully, no matter what YouTube seems to take us all for, they'll bug off and quit making smarmy suggestions as to how we should spend our time. Shudder.

2. I recently posted about the adorable little dogs that we found out while putting up lost dog signs. Kind folks have contacted me to see if we've lost a dog. We have not but are actively involved in two lost dog searches in our area. We're currently an all kitty household and are dipping our toes in the dog foster pool. Tomorrow, we've picking up the pups from their temporary home and going on a play date! I'm not even going to pretend that I'm not excited. Their current foster sent me some of their professional portraits today. I'm dying at the cuteness.



                                                            Photo by Stacie Huckeba. 



It's hard to believe that little Robin used to look like this two weeks ago.He was so sad that he wouldn't even let you look him in the eye. Poor boo. 





Let's see...what else? Oh! I finally got this pair of shoes that I've been wanting since I was a kid. One of my stylish Aunts used to have these in the 70's and I always loved them so much.



Flashy gold with flashy jewels. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. They showed up shoved in my mailbox today. I want to egg my mailman. He always wedges things in my mailbox that shouldn't be put in mailboxes.  But I'm scared to confront him because I'm afraid that he'll just..I don't know...wedge my packages into someone else's mailbox just for spite. If you also want to look like my stylish Aunt and you wear a size seven, my friend Karen over at Small Earth Vintage has a pair listed right now. She lists some really good stuff. Bookmark the heck out of her site.

There have been some pretty good search words bringing people to Ranch Dressing this week including "Bathing in Ranch Dressing" and "Girls in Short Skirts Playing Cornhole" and "Creepy Boy Eating In The Bathroom". 

 This thrift store find is about the closest thing that I can provide to any of those searches. He's not having lunch but he's certainly creepy. And a horrible shot.




Oh lordy, this post is going nowhere. I guess what I'm here to say is that I do NOT promote donkey stag films and that I have new shoes. And that I'm a sap for puppies. And that lots of people leave here disappointed.

I wanted to add that I am waaaay behind on answering comments but that I get really excited when you leave them. They mean a whole lot to me. They always make me smile or giggle and often, teach me new things that I didn't know.  I apologize for the annoying "word captcha" that you have to do to leave a comment. I hate those things but they're a necessary evil. Especially after some spam program left hundreds of comments on my posts about condoms that I had to delete one by one by one.

I'd especially like to thank Jessica and Jeannie who left such sweet comments this week that had me doing the happy cry! And for Hannah for sending a link to another nut art masterpiece that is now on my wishlist. For those of you who have blogs and don't have links to your profiles, please do. Quite often, after reading a comment from someone new, I'm just dying to run over to your blogs and see what's up in your world!

Also, to those of you who kindly donated towards Minnie's Chip-In fund, she had her first surgery today and her Mom, Barbara reports that she's doing great!

Until next time,
x's and o's,
Eartha

The Fashion Shack

When I still lived in my small hometown, my best friend, Lisa and I used to frequent a clothing store called The Fashion Shack. I know! The name is super classy, right? But we loved it there. It was a dusty old department store with rows and rows of clothes and accessories that were either discontinued or slightly damaged stock from clothing designers. There were some great finds to be had there. The most fun though was finding the items of very questionable taste and trying them on. I'm remembering lots of shirts with netted peekaboo cut-outs. And really short dresses in fabrics that wouldn't breathe even if you hooked them up to a respirator.

I still remember this florescent lime green Summer sweater that I bought for a first date. Have mercy...the magic of The Fashion Shack. And it was always SO hot in there. A couple of outfit tries and you'd be so beaten down by the stagnant, sticky air that you'd buy anything just to get out of there. That might explain the lime green Summer sweater.

Anyway, I just learned that a commercial from 2003 has gone viral and is sweeping the nation. It's making everyone wish that they could experience the magic of The Fashion Shack for themselves. And for good reason.





The one girl walking down the street barefoot in an evening gown really plays into the stereotype that we Southern folk don't wear shoes, doesn't it?

And the male voice-over part just smacks of an obscene phone call:

                                  Woman:     Hello?

                                  Him:          (heavy breathing) What are you wearing? 

                                  Woman:     What?? Who is this?!!

                                  Him:          Faaashion Shaaack. 

                                  Woman:     WHO IS THIS??!

                                  Him:          Faaashion Shaaack. 

I also enjoy that in the video, I get to see the girls posing in front of many hometown landmarks like City Hall. And the back alleyway to the hidden basement drag bar that nobody talked about. I bought a Fashion Shack outfit to wear to one of those. Can you guess which?

The Fashion Shack is still open today. If you're ever close by, be sure and stop in. You'll know that you're in the right place by the young ladies spinning like they're on 'shroom highs in the street. And by the bad-ass guitar riff.

Until next time,
x's and o's,
Eartha (who never finds anything at the mall)