Yes…I have been a lazy blogger. I was hoping the new school year would provide more time to tinker about in my blogosphere…but alas…not the case. Fortunately for Organicneedle, me, and all of you looking for holiday goodies I have managed to keep sewing. So if you are looking for a great gift for the crunchies in your life, head over the Etsy shop and take a gander at my goods.
Reusable 100% organic cotton produce bags, coffee filters, scarves…and even some bears…oh my! And coming soon…as in this week…exfoliating washcloths and soap savers.
Keep in mind, not only will you be reducing waste by buying reusable products to replace your disposables, supporting the use of ethically and sustainable produced materials, and jumping off the big box bandwagon, you also will be receiving a product that has gone through the toughest inspector imaginable.
Just returned from Lancaster touring the amusement park and staring at the Amish, as my good friend puts it. A good time was had by all. Throughout our little journey, I learned 3 very important things.
1. My husband wants to be Amish….minus the religion and hard work aspects.
2. PA has way too many white people.
3. The Amish can can the bejeebies out of anything. Eggs. Fruits. Veggies. Pie mixes. Soup mixes. Meat. Sauces. Individual freedoms. Jar it all up and slap it on a shelf. They even had cheesecake in a jar, people. And the tricksters let you taste everything….knowing full well you will be driving away in your devil’s wagon with a few dozen jars in your sinfully idle little hands.
But what I took away most was a little much needed inspiration. I now have all the canning supplies I need to prepare my own concoctions…but have yet to actually get started. Letting my munchkins taste literally hundreds of goodies gave me a good idea of what yummies would be worth my considerable efforts. In the interest of canning science research, we all sampled ourselves into the next pant sizes. Apple butter was a big hit…and apparently narcoleptic cat easy to prepare without a ton of sugar. Pickled mustard eggs…not so much. And all those tomatoes I have coming to me? Salsa! My husband sampled himself sick on all the great spicy combinations of pepper and tomato. Who would have thought the Amish would like it so hot? So besides giving me a tremendous appreciation for the ability to wear a tank top on an 80 degree day, they have also given me a little appreciation for the simple things…like squashed fruit in a jar.
Now I must go order those little sealy lids…. and break it to my husband, who has never actually lived in the country, come face to face with a horse, or gone an entire day in the past 10 years without the use of the internet, that he does not actually have what it takes to be Amish. Just call me the dream crusher.
A customer recently contacted me concerned over peeling of the wooden closing bead on her organic needle tea bag. Erring on the side of caution, I am asking all tea bag customers to remove and discard the cinching bead. I have pulled the bags from my Etsy shop until I find a suitable replacement for the cinch. The bags CAN be used without the bead. In fact, the original design did not have the bead. I added it for gunpowder tea users, but for regular big leaves it should be fine once it is wet. In any case, if you have one and would prefer to return it I will be issuing refunds, including shipping. I apologize for the inconvenience. Back to the drawing board!
(The ol’ Needle is a bit of a mess today. Forgive me if I go astray. Being up half the night drinking Sancerre, balling me eyes out doesn’t necessarily bring out my most cohesive thoughts.) Last night we spent a lot of time talking about something that filled us with joy and sadness at the same time. My boys have no clue why this is such a historical moment…no clue why Mama is wailing like a banshee. Why? Because they have no idea that color has ever been a way of determining someone’s worth.They have grown up here in NYC among a sea of every color, culture, ethnicity, & religion. When they see Obama…they just see a man. They know him by name…not as the first black president…just a new president. Isn’t that f***ing beautiful?
Here’s to you President-elect Obama. Thank you for bringing our country together with ideals we can be proud of as a nation. Thank you for restoring hope. Let the work begin.
What are you doing here? You should be over on Etsy buying a lifetime supply of tea bags for everyone you know…whether they drink tea or not.
I am hoping to have the Harmony fabric gift bags up soon too. Hey…did you notice…I added new nut colors? There was absolutely no classy way to say that. ( Because you know me…I always try to add a touch of fricken class to everything I do.)