It was a good day. I bought a few things–gotta support independent artists—and sneezed on about 3,000 people—my allergies were rearing their very ugly heads.

I was disappointed by the lack of woodland creature stuff though, usually there is a plethora at any indie craft show. Is that trend finally over? I for one would be sad. I”ve been into woodland creatures since the first time they became a trend….back in the 1970s.  If anyone has any info on the trendiness or lack thereof  of woodland creatures, please advise.

Anyway, it was a lovely day and made even lovelier by being able to spend time with Jr.

In my neck of the woods, May Day is celebrated with a May Pole Dance and with a colonial celebration to commemorate our colonial history on the 1st Saturday in May.  It’s called Old Dover Days and I’ve been attending since I was about 5-years-old. I’ve been taking my daughter since she was born, and even though she’s 20 now we still make a point of attending every year, if possible.

With May Day fast approaching, I thought I’d share some of these historical May Pole dance images from flickr.

{{By The Library of Congress}}

{{by Namey McNamerson}}

{{by Miami U. Libraries – Digital Collections}}

{{by Miami U. Libraries – Digital Collections}}

So, today I am 100% better. No vertigo at all. Let’s hope I’ve seen the backside of that FOREVER!

I’m ready to get back to normal, back to work and back to my lovely home office. I do believe that I *need* some of these lovely paper/office themed goodies that I cam crushing on. sigh.

happy tape dispenser

Crazy talk, you here me? CRAZY talk! I need at lead 10,000 of these letterpress cards from Creativity.

A girl needs a tote to cart her papers and such around…from Anthro.

I love to stamp things….it makes me feel important. From Norajane.

And, I always need new notebooks and could be better than a fairy tale themed notebook? Not much, I tell you. From Hide N Seek.

I am feeling loads better today. Not 100% yet, but moving in the right direction for sure. I did feel well enough, and steady enough on my feet, to take a walk around the yard to check out the status of my plantings and do a little  minor weeding. Like I pulled these clover from the front flower bed. Weeds, yes, but lovely enough to bring into the kitchen to brighten the sill. Who needs 4-leaf clovers with these beauties?

{{by @Doug88888}}

Sorry to have missed posting on Friday and on Monday, but I have not feeling well. At all. I went to the doctor yesterday and I learned that I something called Benign Paroxysmal Positional Vertigo. It’s episodic, so it will go away, or at least it is supposed to. Besides vertigo, one can feel dizzy & light-headed as well as have a headache with this condition…I have it all. When I move my head certain ways, sit up, stand up, bend down or turn over in bed the vertigo feels like I’ve had 13 cocktails and then decided to go on the graviton. And I’m the kind of person who can’t go on the teacups let alone the graviton. It’s like extreme seasickness. It sucks.

Today was honestly the first day I’ve felt like being on the computer for any length of time. Here’s to hoping that this is a good sign and it’s going away. I would certainly like to get back to normal…both here at Indie Fixx and in my everyday life!

{{by DragonFury}}

Read me over at Vintage Fashion London, my latest guest blogging job, writing about Feminist Trailblazer Mad Men’s Peggy Olsen & How to Get Her Look. I will be writing once a week over at Vintage Fashion London and will be sharing more Mad Men posts there as well.

Sometimes, you need a change in perspective. A little change of scenery. Shake things up a bit. I try to do that. Sometimes in big ways, but often in little ways. For example, I recently changed the living room around just because I got tired of it the other way.  I didn’t redecorate or anything—just moved the couch here, the chair there and the TV over by the bookshelf. It’s like a new room all over again and I’m not so tired of sitting in it as I used to be.

My grandmother once told me that only dissatisfied people feel the need to change their furniture around regularly like that. And I said in response, “Oh yes, exactly!” She meant it in a not so nice way, but I took it another way. I AM dissatisfied with life. Not in an unhappy, depressed, miserable sort of way, but in an “I plan on wrestling everything I can out of life” way. I am dissatisfied in that I want to try more, do more, be more, share more, help more, discover more, search more, experience more, tell more, create more. I don’t think I will EVER be satisfied and I don’t think that’s a bad thing.

And every spring, I remember the bittersweetness of  the very first poem I ever memorized.

“Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.”

-Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost