July 23rd, 2014
Thank you to everyone who took advantage of my 5 year anniversary deal! I’ve shipped all of your orders out, and I hope you love your goodies when they arrive. You guys are the best.
Speaking of goodies, I’m going to be adding some new cards to the shop next week. Here are a few teasers from my sketchbook!
July 17th, 2014
This weekend marks a huge milestone for Wit & Whistle. Five years in business and five years of blogging. FIVE. That’s a crazy long time! I couldn’t have made it this far without you, so I want to offer up something extra special to say thanks.
Now through the end of the day Sunday, use the coupon code FIVEYEARS to take 50% off your Wit & Whistle purchase—pillows, tea towels, cards, jotters, notebooks, etc… all 50% off! In addition, starting now the first 30 witandwhistle.com orders will be shipped with a free jotter!
The 50% off discount applies to everything except rubber stamps. The discount and the free jotter offer are only valid here on witandwhistle.com, not in my Etsy shop.
I can’t thank you enough for your support and encouragement over the past five years. I would give you each an awkward, few-seconds-too-long hug if I could, and I’m not even a hugger!
July 15th, 2014
A few years ago I made a super type A cleaning schedule—remember it? I really stuck with it for a while and it worked great, every room of my house stayed consistently clean. As months passed I started to realize something about cleaning a little bit every day. It sucks. Who wants to pull out the vacuum and cleaning supplies daily? On top of that, my house got way too clean. That may not seem like a problem, but I crave the satisfaction of a good before and after. When I cleaned every day there wasn’t a noticeable difference between a dirty room and a freshly cleaned one, so I stopped feeling any sense of accomplishment.
I would like to renounce my original cleaning schedule and present my new strategy. I only clean once a week, which lets things get nice and dirty between cleanings. I allot 2 hours to frantically clean the whole house. I set a timer as I begin each step, which adds a little excitement as I race the clock (I am painfully aware of how lame that sounds). It’s not the most meticulous way to clean, and sometimes I miss a few weeks here or there, but I figure as long as nobody looks under my furniture or up at the cobwebs in the ceiling corners I’m good to go.
July 10th, 2014
I made pickles last week! I think homemade pickles are so pretty floating around in their jars with all that dill. Don’t you? I followed this simple refrigerator dill pickle recipe, but I had to wing it a bit on the measurements. The recipe doesn’t go into much detail about things like how the heck you should measure cucumber spears in cups, or how big the heads of dill should be. My pickles aren’t bad, but I wish they were saltier, and next time I will err on the side of using way too much dill rather than too little.
Have you ever made pickles? Do you even like pickles? If you don’t like pickles, wouldn’t you still make them just to see all those pretty pickles bobbing around in a jar?
July 8th, 2014
Here are the last of my travel photos, this time from lovely Lucerne! As we walked around exploring this gorgeous city we took plenty of breaks to refuel at bakeries and chocolate shops along the way. There was a bakery on almost every corner, no joke. We were in heaven!
The ornate architectural detail of the buildings in old town Lucerne was astounding, and we stayed at a hotel smack in the middle of it. We spent plenty of time relaxing on the rooftop deck, which was the perfect spot to watch and listen to the city below. A marching band wound its way through the streets, canons fired occasionally from a nearby castle, street musicians wandered, and the clip-clop of horses’ hooves on cobblestone won’t be something I forget anytime soon.
Our last morning in Switzerland (just hours before our flight home was leaving Zurich) the weather finally cleared up, so we rushed to catch the cog train to the top of Mt. Pilatus to see the jaw-dropping view. It was such a strange feeling to be standing on a mountaintop so high that the clouds were below us. After snapping a few photos we had to rush to catch the next cable car down, but our quick trip up Mt. Pilatus was totally worth the mad dash to make it to the airport on time!