The snail in the mail wore a birthday hat

I've crept through the past ten days while they've been flying past me. My art/craft show application was accepted not too long ago! Can I get a woot woot? Since then, I've entered the spiraling cycle of procrastination, panic, suddenly working on projects until 4am, gluing myself to the computer screen and pretending I have time to spare, and finally repeating steps 1 through 4 in sporadic order.

One particular package in my mailbox took my mind off things a bit, though! As my first time winning anything blog-related, I was pretty stoked when Beth of Deer Little Fawn announced the names of a few lovely ladies who won her birthday treasure hunt and I was one of them! She posted clues every few days and we had to find the hidden answers throughout her blog - what a cute idea, right? 

The fact that Beth lives all the way across the pond in the UK made this bag of goodies even more interesting. I love how different their wording is on product packaging. For instance, on candy products, they refer to candy as "sweets." I wish the American vocabulary was this charming, but perhaps I've just been jaded by it. Here's the loot!

Thanks for brightening up my day, Beth (:

Green day, minus the pop punk

I've been rummaging through my closet, trying to find something green to adorn my boring work ensemble for St. Patty's Day tomorrow. So far, I've only come up with a green cardigan and perhaps some rainbow ribbon for a (somewhat obnoxious, in a good way) hair bow.

As grandmothers have a way of leaving behind the most amazing jewelry collections, so did my dear boy's. This is an heirloom of hers that he gave to me and that I wear often, especially this week:

 
I was feeling rather green today and in light of being Irish, here's a random collection of green things found around my humble apartment:  

The green chair, with her perfectly button-tufted back
and nearly flawless exterior. She made my heart skip a beat
at a Salvation Army outside of Detroit, Michigan.

Fridge art that my best friend created and sent

via snailmail. She's an artist and she doesn't

even know it.

A cup of Joe, but Joe and I are not friends - don't let him

fool you. I enjoy his company for the sole purpose of staying awake. 

No amount of sugar or milk will change my mind, either.

And, here I am, PMOT - Putting myself out there 

as Jenny over @ Everyday is a Holiday puts it!

Found &Fancied

How much do I love this Seattle photographer? Enough to want to live in this picture, or every picture she takes, really:

The Volkswagen Beetle has been my dream car ever since I was turned loose with a pair of keys at 16. This is probably one of the most materialistic things I've ever pined for, but I just have to have one someday.

I wouldn't argue if someone offered me a Nash Metropolitan, though: