I'm migrating

So folks, I think this is going to be my last post on this site. I will be back from time to time, but just to borrow some content and post it on my bright new shiny blog. I now have http://thelittlegoat.com and it doesnt link back to a blogspot or another blog...it just is what it is. Please friend me over there. Google connect with me. RSS me. Do something to show me that you actually read my blog :). I think that this is going to be better. Its going to be more of everything, and the format is just more fun.


I'm still building it. It requires some images to make it feel like The Little Goat is home...but I couldn't help but post. Its fun having a real forum to write.

Check it out. Come say hi!

Etsy Tag Monday: Summer - THWARTED

I think Blogger knows I'm leaving. I had this beautiful summer-y post all set to be written, with Etsy Tag Monday being summer, and it wouldn't let me move any of my photos once I uploaded them. I couldn't format it the way I'd done in the past. I think that Blogger is pulling a 2001 thing and knows I'm talking behind its back. It knows I'm starting an affair, only to soon end our relationship. If he keeps behaving like this...I'll end the relationship sooner than anticipated.

Here is one of the images I was going to use. It's a rainbow fountain by Valentine Photography.

Reminds me of the summers I don't get anymore living in the bay area. I miss the heat, and the sun and the feel of summer. I miss pool parties, and pitchers of lemonade, and most of all...my tan. So this is the post for now...because anything else is just a hassle to post. Going to go home and work on prettying up the new love. This way I can leave this old, stale relationship behind.

man....

this is definitely going to be a learning experience. Mick got it up and running...but now its up to me to make it fun..

Gonna need a quick lesson on CSS, HTML, and gotta get my Photoshop goin on....

I'd keep reading this one for a while...the other one is going to be under construction for a while (too bad I cant figure out how to tell you its under construction!

its happening!

We are in the process of figuring out this Wordpress.org thing, and have currently taken down http://thelittlegoat.com so that we can work on it from behind the scenes, to give you a new, fancy blog! (Well, I dont want to hype it up, because it likely wont be THAT fancy), but it won't be blogger. In the mean time, I'll continue posting to http://the-little-goat.blogspot.com . Same site, older, more difficult domain to remember. All the more reason for you to RSS me.

I'll also do my best to transfer old posts from this blog, as well as Too Salty for my Taste. I want it to be content rich when it goes live. Stay tuned...I'm pretty excited for a new, cleaner, more functional site.

What I had for dinner : Goat Cheese Pizza

Until I get my other site up and running, I have decided to make this blog content rich, even if its not necessarily about kids or crafts. If the mood suits me, I will have new themed entries : What I had for dinner.

There will be a sense of DIY in these posts however, because they will all have to do with the meals that Mick and I had, all prepared by us.

This one, the goat cheese pizza with tomatoes, pesto and asparagus is likely my favorite home made pizza to date.

OK, so making your own crust is fun, and maybe you feel a sense of accomplishment when you do it...but don't knock the Boboli. Seriously. Its 2g fat, tasty, and browns perfectly.

I will preface this by saying that I got the recipe out of a Weight Watchers book. Each slice is 7 points, and it yields 6 servings. This may, no will become a regular part of our diet. (I will discuss the meal plan that Mick and I are on at a later date).

1 Boboli
3/4 cup goat cheese
2 plum tomatos -sliced
8 asparagus spears
pesto - Mick made this, though store bought pesto would work too.

we put some sliced garlic on it as well

Cook for 10 minutes at 450 degrees, and if you are using a crappy oven like we were, and the olive oil drips off the pizza, your oven will catch on fire.

However, that fire made for a perfectly crisp, delicious dinner, and what will be a re-heated delight for lunch.

Apologies for the crap photo for now. I took better ones, just haven't uploaded yet.

Flea Market Success!

Surrounded by old books, clothes out of a womans closet and kitchen supplies, I set up my first booth (table from target with a table cloth), at the Alamo Square Flea Market yesterday. This was my first attemt at selling the Wunzees outside of my Etsy shop, and I'll tell you it was WAY more enjoyable. Seeing people touch your stuff, and comment on how cute it was felt amazing. I handed out way more cards than sold items, but seriously, I consider that to be a success too!


Mick came out with me at 7:30 to start and set up, and by 8:30 the streets were already hopping. The early bird gets the deal I guess when it comes to flea markets. They are a way for people to sell shit you never knew you needed, and then there is a lone booth selling baby clothes. It actually couldn't have worked out better, because I think it was just unexpected. My table was a little breath of fresh air, and for all those people who knew that they had a baby to shop for, it was a perfect opportunity.

I went with my whole inventory. The weeks prior I had made some Wunzees that never made it into my Etsy shop, so I sold some of those, in addition to ones that had been in my shop for a while! All in all, I sold 4 bibs, a bib and Wunzee set, and 22 individual Wunzees! I did sell them for a discounted rate, (I took down the sign pretty early on) due to it being a flea market and my first time out in public, but I think I can get away with charging my normal prices at the craft fairs. I can't wait to go to my next one.


I think Mick had fun too, and it helped that the day turned out to be perfect weather. It also helped that at 9:00 am, he went strolling for goodies, and came back with a working Darth Vader mask. I mean..the voice box says stuff, and he can mic his own voice to sound just like him. Its pretty funny. He was selling Wunzees like that for a while.


At one point a few weeks ago, Mick even made his first Wunzee. He created the \m/ metal hands design, and it was one of the first ones sold! So far he is 1 for 1, with 100% of all his Wunzees sold!


Now it looks like the job I have ahead of me is alot more sewing so I have a solid inventory next time I go out. I have new bibs to work on, and even bought little beanies this time that I'm going to affix ears to. New fun stuff for my budding fair career. :) Hope I can find the time in the day....

Would you like to come to the pants party?

My dear friend Abby writes a great little blog. Bright Yellow World is her tale of nothing in particular, but just little tidbits from her life. Apparently the folks at Gap think that her blog is special (as do I), because they invited her to host a pants party (as we are referring to it).

Basically The Gap redid their jeans, and they want the world to see them, so they approached a few bloggers to host the parties to show off these jeans. Abby got sent boxes and boxes of jeans, and she got to invite a bunch of her closest friends to try them on. I'm fairly certain that she gets to give away the extras as well, so you should RSS her blog NOW.

A night of pulled pork, shrimp and avocado salad, Gap printed M&M's and pants jokes, and I ended up with a new pair of awesome jeans. A great idea from the marketing team at Gap, and I have a pair of jeans to prove it. Some poorly taken iPhone photos below. :)

The pants on the front door. Says "There's a party in here."

The awesomely adorable pants garland hanging in the living room.

The women selection in the closet. She had them all displayed with the images below.

I ended up with a pair of the Sexy Boot cut jeans. They are really nice. They are trying to do more of a couture jean thing now.

Abby smooching one of the male jean models.

side note. please put out positive thoughts as her cat Pierre decided to bail on the pants party, and still hasn't come home. Fingers crossed that he finds his way home.