We took the sign down, then flipped it over, unscrewed and got this:
Some of them were mounted right on the building so we had to do a little prying:
I like my dad’s face here, it really wasn’t that hard. These letters all have screws sticking out the back. I might take them off before I offer them up for the swap, what do you think, should I? 
After we got to the wall. So I think I’m going to take pictures of each one individually and then do a separate blog/photo album where I can put them all up one by one with the left over blue letters as well. Then I’ll put a price or trade on them. I really want to do the trade, but I know some people said they just wanted to buy them. The metal ones are really nice, thick, must be stainless steel with a brushed finish I think. What do you think of that plan? I’m going to work on it after I get the newsletter for Ribbon Jar out tonight (cool new product coming, look for it!).
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So I was walking up to my car after lunch on Saturday on the phone with Matt when Bj says, "someone broke into your car." Sure enough:

I was freaking pissed! I mean hello! I had nothing of value in there, NOTHING! I keep my car "showroom clean" just like they tell you to. So what did they go for. Well first of all they tried to get in through the front door by breaking the lock, not so easy, huh? So they broke this window and unlocked the door. At which point I’m betting my alarm went off and they only got this:
One of the faces off of my stereo, the one that isn’t required to make the stereo work, so not a huge loss. But still, argh!!! I don’t have the kind of insurance that would cover this because the car just isn’t worth that much any more (of course to me it’s priceless). So then Bj took off and went to go get clean up supplies and a plastic bag to cover the window. I’m standing there in the cold parking lot and it starts to sink in, and I’m a girl so I cry. I just stand there in my way too big puffy coat and cry and cry. These guys (soon to be known as assholes) are one row over and a few cars down and working on their car or something when they start talking really loudly (Spanish so I don’t know about what). Then they start pointing and laughing at me. As I stand there crying all alone. AHHHHHHH That made me more mad than anything and I just felt so low. They drove off and Bj came back, but it was hard to get my mojo back.The drive home did let me calm down a bit and got me thinking about karma. I mean, why me? What have I done, I can think of some things, I’m not perfect, but lately it seems like more bad than good is happening. Still no church to get married at, the florist fell through, and I just found out that I’m not going to have a flower girl. I think you can see where I’m going with this…. Am I about to win the lottery?!?!? I just can’t help feeling that I’m being set up for a great reversal of fortune. I mean Justin Timberlake said it best, "what goes around, goes around, goes around, goes all the way back around" (repeat).
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A few more details. The whole reason I called this post High Strung was because that’s the name of the paint on the floor. I was at Sherman Williams with my mom and found a paint chip almost exactly the color of my Franklin planner, I knew that was THE color! The fabric for the curtains is a silk I originally bought for the Ribbon Jar to sell as these strips. It’s really expensive and the strips didn’t go over well, so I was stuck with it all (the curtains in the living room is the same fabric in a different color way). I’m so glad it worked out that I could find someway to use it all, because it is so beautiful. Check out the curtains open with the tie backs my brother helped me install last night:

Let there be light! And now onto the shame of my house… the lack of curtains in the craft room. A room that faces to the street, and for months my neighbors have seen sheets and an old coverlet up on sagging tension rods. This can be no more, and I’m testing out fabrics:
I was going to go all blue/turquoise, but then I found that print, that awesome colorful print, and I think I want to find more like it, or more colors like that, and do long stripes all the way down. Each curtain (there will be three) will be a little different. Emilie and I found a curtain rod we liked at Target, so I have to go to another Target now and get one in the right size for the other window, but I hope you will see this project done soon.And in totally other news Iman a blog reader for a long while is letting me post about her family’s exciting adventure. They are in the process of making a documentary called Eagle or Ostrich. While
they don’t know yet if the movie will be madethey don’t know when the movie will come out the preview is very cool (thanks for the update Iman. It’s supposed to air on PBS when it is release, awesome because we can all watch it!). It’s about an American Muslim learning to fly in the aftermath of 9/11. I love documentaries, and it’s one of the main reasons I miss NetFlix. Just the human interest of it all. Good luck to you Iman and family! And you just might have the cutest kids ever!p.s. check out my picture of the day today, I think it’s one of my favorites, I set it as my desktop, yummy!
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