And although I know I have already posted pictures of my mock up booth in every which way possible 'til you are all about to scream, I just NEED (yes, need) to post one more pic (I promise) of my actual booth all set up at the fair...
It was hot and humid and I never worked harder in my life, but I loved it.
My next fair will be a Holiday Boutique in November...more info to come.
... and looking for something fun to do, come and visit me! I will be at the St. Luke's Church Craft Fair, 3 Lawrence Lane, (corner of Montauk Hwy.), Bay Shore, NY, on Saturday, July 27, 2013 from 9am to 4pm.
...and a quick moment to share with you one of my most beautiful thrift shop vintage embroidery finds EVER!
As I walked across the shop when first I spotted it, I thought for sure it was a print, which would have been pretty as well. But no - it was real silk embroidery and very, very lovely. I could not believe my good fortune as I walked it up to the register - heart slightly pounding.
I'm not sure why the Thrifting Fairy likes me so much lately after she appeared to not care too much for me for quite some time... but I'm not questioning it.
When I was about 10 or 11, I got my first migraine. No one at the time called them that, but knowing what I know now, that's what they certainly were. A 2 or 3 day affair of intense pain on one side of my head, together with nausea and sensitivity to light.
That sounds like a migraine to me.
At that time, in the 70's, I think all that my mom would have given me was aspirin or possibly Tylenol - which maybe slightly took the edge off or basically did nothing at all. It was such fun.
When I hit my late 20's, I was given an added bonus of delights...double vision, flashing lights and an off-balance feeling. Woo hoo. Could it possibly get any better?
Well, yes it could. In my mid-30's, migraine related vertigo entered the scene. And by vertigo I mean anything from a few brief seconds of spinning to a fall-down-on-the-ground whirling that causes me to throw up. Yay!
That had to be the last of the issues joining the party, right?
Well, no. After having my daughter, a new joy emerged. The smells of certain chemicals and perfumes set off a hodgepodge of migraine symptoms - leaving me never to know when I may accidentally inhale a scent while I am out and about trying to live life, and then have to immediately head home, pull down the shades and bury my head under a blanket.
I kinda got the feeling my body was trying to tell me something. And while I cannot control what I may accidentally breath in while I am out in the world, I could control what was in my home.
So I'm making changes - one little thing at a time.
And I'm starting with what I clean my home with. I'm kind of a little bit nutty with constantly using a spray cleaner. I use it everywhere in the house, so I thought that's a great place to start.
So I've made my very first spray cleaner, and I am loving it so much, I wanted to share the recipe with you.
I have to admit I was a little nervous with the thought of replacing my beloved Mr. Clean or Fantastik (which both leave me a little nauseous every time I use them, but really do clean well) but I was so delightfully surprised! So here goes...
Lemon Blast Cleaner
1 teaspoon liquid castile soap
1/8 cup white vinegar
1/4 cup lemon juice
2 cups water
6 drops citrus seed extract
4 drops lemon, lime, orange or eucalyptus essental oil (I used lime)
1 teaspoon borax
Combine all ingredients in a plastic spray bottle. Shake well before each use.
(I used an old spray bottle that once held another cleaner. If you do this, just make sure you thoroughly clean it first. I let this bottle have a good run in the dishwasher to make sure none of the old cleaner was left.)
As I am a bit nutty, I had to decorate the bottle with decals, which, because the bottle is green, ended up having a very faded, transparent quality. Not entirely bad.
Spray generously on appliance or counter top surfaces and wipe with a damp cloth or sponge.
And guess what - it works beautifully with a very, very soft scent that does not make me nauseous in the least! This positive experience may very well set off a whole array of homemade cleaning products in this house. I will keep you posted.
While I was shopping for the liquid castile soap, my eyes fell upon this...
Oh, my dear Witch Hazel - how you bring back memories. Witch Hazel was a magic elixir in my home growing up. It was my mother's answer to just about anything that ailed you.
Mosquito bite? Witch Hazel. Blemish on your face? Witch Hazel. A bruise? Witch Hazel. A rash? Why, Witch Hazel of course!
It made me smile and think of my Mom, not to mention that it had a fabulous label. It's all natural and it does not make me nauseous. So home it came.
So that is 2 little changes in my quest for a more natural and healthy way of living.
I will be sure to share more discoveries with you!