So. Our closing date on the house is November 22nd. Or 168 hours. Or 7 days. Or 1 week.
Do I seem a little excited to you? Because I am. A little. Or maybe a lot. Or maybe even so much that I'm not even phased at the idea of packing up and moving my studio. Of course that'll probably change come moving day. Because while I do so love my glass and adore my precious beads....they are a pain in the ass to pack up and haul. If you've done it you know exactly what I'm saying. Also if you've done it I think you should come do mine. I'll buy you some wine. And tequila. In the spirit of saving the extra hour and the micro Joule of energy required to pack up my lampwork inventory, I've decided to go ahead and have my End of Year Mega Sale early. And I wanted you awesome saucinesses to hear about it first.
I decided on 40 percent. Because I'm in my 40s and my life has never been better. Because in 40 days the love of my life turns 42, thus catching up to me so I no longer feel like a cougar. (RAWR)
So! Every single listing in my shop is on sale at 40% off. The little ones, the big ones, the full priced and the wholesale priced. Take 40% off of everything, your entire order, no fine print or tricksy speak!
Go steal some Julilove glass, and know you are doing so with my heartfelt blessings.
Enter coupon code MOVING40 at checkout and your discount will be applied.
Sale runs November 15th - November 22nd, because moving day is the 25th...and for a little while after that I'm going to be offline rolling around naked under the trees.
Plus I figure you probably want me to mail your package while I'm still wearing clothes and I'd rather not my naked photo end up in a jailhouse log book. I'm still at work making new beads, so I'll be adding those new goodies throughout the week. And yep, they'll be on sale too.
Friday night Mark and I decided the best plan of attack for Saturday would be to get up early and get stuff done, then take a nap and leave for Tuscaloosa and the Bama/LSU football game around noon so we could get there and see some stuff before kickoff at 7pm and the following 4 hour drive home....for which we're gonna have to blame Chelsea since I couldn't find an overnight sitter and there is no way I'm going to introduce her to boarding at the ripe young age of 16 and a half. We made do with a friend agreeing to pop in for potty visits and extra treats instead.
So the plan....Do I really need to tell you what a colossal failure it was? Yeah, I totally remember falling asleep peacefully and soundly on Christmas Eve when I was 8. Don't you?
That 8 year old SANTA IS COMING! excitement is exactly how I felt Saturday morning at the prospect of walking into Bryant Denny Stadium. Go ahead and read that as my inner child was tap dancing all over my 42 year old brain whilst singing her new and not soon to be released hit "No Nap Snap ~ Sleep when you're dead, stupid!"
So...up at 7 am. Packaging, shipping, Post office, to Mark's for laundry (because he is a boy. Sigh), to the store, load the car, take a shower, load the cooler, stop for ice, hit the road. Drive!
Once in Tuscaloosa we got lost. Of course we did. Luckily I have a beautiful and amazing friend who happens to live there, so she drove to where we were so we could hug necks and so she could get us on the right path.
She's a tiny little bundle of awesome
and everyone should have a Shawn.
So we finally arrive at our FREE parking spot (Yay good ole boy network!) and begin the half mile walk to the stadium. And the stadium? Holy Shit...because I have no better words.
6 double flights of stairs, 8 'flights' of 40 degree ramp, 3 pauses for screaming butt muscles, and voila.
The resulting sweaty panting selfie.
When the players ran out on the field to warm up I grabbed this pic before my heart exploded into a million sparkles of happy that reached all the way to Heaven.
There are many many things I will never forget about my first Alabama Football game in Bryant Denny...the excitement, the atmosphere, the grazillion red and white pompoms flapping in unison...the "ROLL TIDE!" screams with every Alabama First Down announcement...but my favorite of all was watching Nick Saban lose his mind during a tv commercial break in the first half. He was halfway out in the field, gesturing, kicking and screaming, furiously calling the plays himself while one of his assistant coaches was literally dragging him backward toward the sideline by his shirt. It was unexpected and insane and awesome and I wanted to kiss that Nick right on the mouth.
38-17. A good edge of your seat first half followed by the dominance of The Tide in the second.