I spotted this over the weekend at a local store:
Courtesy of Dumpling Dynasty
It’s a metal sewing kit from Dumpling Dynasty. It retailed locally for $16 and $18 on the site. I almost bought it, but remembered I didn’t need it. But, how stinking cute is that?
The other amusing thing from my weekend is the WORST date proffer EVER. I was bullied into happy hour on Friday night (I’m not big on bars). While there, started talking with a person (I’m not a holster sniffer, but he is a police officer, a detective. What can I say, my office is catty corner to headquarters.) who I had like two dates with over a year ago. We’re chatting and I’m remembering how charming and tall he is. He asks me what my plans are for Saturday and I say I’m pretty free these days. He says, “Well, I have to work security at the parking garage from four until midnight. You should stop by and break up the monotony.” I had no sly retort. I just finished my drink and let the awkward silence hang. You may have guessed that I am a story teller. And let me tell you. I have told this story to anyone who will listen. Hillarious.
