It’s finished! Months and months ago, I ordered a Munny from Kid Robot. Since then, it’s been sitting in the den, taunting me with its blankness. I finally got an idea a couple of weeks ago: turn the Munny into a tree! Lots of cutting, paint, moss, cupcake toppers and glue later, he’s done! Hurrah!

It just so happens that my idea hit at just the right time! There is going to be a Munny show at MINT gallery on September 22nd! Hurrah! They said I wasn’t too late to enter, so you can meet my Munny in person there! That is the same day as the East Atlanta Strut, but I’m planning to drag my exhausted self over to MINT to check it out, too!

In other news, I wrote a little post over on Ecolocalizer on planting a fall garden. The container garden out front sort of has me plant-crazy! Lori hooked me up with a cabbage plant, and I’m trying to get some basil to sprout roots. I think I need more pots!

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Spoonflower is considering organic cotton! You can read all about it on my post to Crafting a Green World!

Kraftwork is back, and it’s going to be fantastic! When Youngblood Gallery moved from Grant Park over to the Poncey Highlands, they had to put this monthly craft market on hiatus. Youngblood has now teamed up with The Indie Craft Experience to organize the show. Tonight is the very first one in the new space! SuperCute! will be there, of course, along with a ton of other great vendors. Check out the list:

• a bardis
• Golden Pony
• Infinitely Me
• Lot10 Paper
• Love Alison
• Patina
• PS PRESS
• Sticky Pennies
• Studio Marcy
• The Misanthrope Specialty Co.
• The Sweetie Pie Press

You can get all the details over on ICE’s Kraftwork page. See you tonight!

Not pictured: A fantastic kebab party where all of the food was served on sticks, Rock Band, The Wire, Bowling and napping. I’d definitely call the weekend a success!

Come on out tomorrow from 1-5pm for the Craft:08 release party at Youngblood Gallery! SuperCute! and ICE are teaming up to host a really fun event with free crafts, snax and drinks. See you there?

I wasn’t even going to mention this here, because I didn’t want to have any kind of pity party about it. I got mugged on Tuesday evening. It happened just 3 or 4 houses down from my own. The fellow was walking towards me, and I said, “Hey.” He replied, “Hey, gimme your purse.”

The thing about it that Dave got stuck on is that the first thing I said, before I started to scream for help and sort of lose it a little, was, “…really??”

I raised quite the ruckus, and every neighbor on my street came running out to see what the hubbub was about. My across the street neighbor, Jules, chased the kid down until he dropped my bag! Can you believe it? The woman chased after him, her kids’ toy and a Netflix in her hand, until he gave up and dropped my stuff. Unbelievable! This woman is a hero.

It feels like there are two things you can take from this little incident. The first, of course, is the power of people and community. I’m incredibly lucky to live on the street that I do. My neighbors were wonderful. Everyone came to check if I was alright, and a kind woman even called 911 for me. Cherry, my next door neighbor, stood on her porch while I talked to a police officer on my own. It was comforting to have someone I knew right there.

The second thing is about independence. The whole thing isn’t about my purse. It would have totally sucked if he’d gotten away with it, but it wouldn’t have been the end of the world. The real thing he took was my confidence, and I kind of think that’s what that “…really?” was all about. If this was really happening, it was changing the game. I haven’t walked to the train since it happened, and I don’t plan to today, either. Maybe on Monday I’ll feel brave enough, if I don’t carry a purse. I guess the question I have is: how do you get that back? Relying on Dave and my friends for rides is fine for the moment…folks understand that I’m a little spooked. Over time, though, something like that would just make me feel like a complete mooch. Living car free up until now has been no problem. My feet can get me pretty much anywhere I need to be. I never thought I’d lose that feeling. How do you get it back?

Incidentally, the fellow who tried to snatch my purse was of pretty much average height with dreads about the length of my hand. He had on a Rock Star Energy Drink shirt and apparently hangs around Edgewood lately. Some neighbors said they had seen him around. If you see him, you might cross the street or call 911. The cop who works our neighborhood is named Mac, and he’s chased this kid on foot before.

Lori pointed me to this post over at Cute Overload with some of the most imaginative, adorable bento I have ever seen! I think these inari babies are my favorites, but it was a close one.

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