The Glitter Workshop Dish

Summer, Goops, and Contest!

First off, congrats go out to Cyndi, the Decole magnet winner! Her favorite drink for summer is a chilled sangria or iced coffee. YUMMMM…. Oh, and Cyndi, I will need your email. For some reason I can’t get through on the one I had for you on here!

I have a new design of summery bits and bobbles to share.

These also just happen to be the prize for this week’s contest. If you do turn out to be the lucky winner and either have no hair, or hate hair accessories, you can let me know and you will get a storybook card instead… What is the question you ask? Well, I’m getting to that. Hold your horses!

One more new product first:

I know I have declared my love for Mary Blair’s art on more than one occasion, but I just adore her work. This card was created from a collection of various Golden Books.

Are any of you familiar with this?

It is hard to read on here, so I will copy a bit for you.

“The Goops they lick their fingers, And the Goops they lick their knives; They spill their broth on the tablecloth - Oh, they lead disgusting lives! The Goops they talk while eating, And loud and fast they chew; And that is why I’m glad that I Am not a Goof - are you?”

For some reason my mother always used to recite that to us when we were little. I don’t think we were excessively messy or goopy kids, but whatever! I found that in another book in my mound I was going through and decided it will have to get a frame and go in the kitchen. My kids are certainly a bit ‘goopy’ and it just cracks me up.

We also had a pet death in the family yesterday. Our dear little stinky rodent, Oreo died, in his food dish, where he was happiest. He was Darby’s hamster. Peanut, Zoe’s hamster is somehow still kicking it. So, Zoe designed a headstone and out he went in the family hamster plot. I’m glad I had an empty check box on hand. I probably sound incredibly cold hearted, but I am NOT a pet person. Kids, life, work… they are all enough. Why add needy little yucky creatures to the mix? Needless to say that the cage etc. all went directly into the trash. I am also experiencing the pregnancy nose, which means everything smells about a thousand times stronger to me than anyone else. So, June in Wisconsin with hamster cage is NOT a good thing.

SO for the contest. I will give you a choice! You can either leave a comment about your goopy kid / self / family, or favorite childhood poem, OR you can leave a comment about your first / last / current pet (or reason for lack of), OR you can let me know that you will, indeed, be one of the first 50 customers at THIS SATURDAY’S HIGH NOON CRAFTACULAR!!

xx’s and oo’s to you all.