Canadians are Cool

Since I'm still in the starstruck, I love my new homeland phase of immigration (even though Stephen Harper is really trying to take the bloom off the rose), I think that the Trans-Canada Etsy website is a smashing idea. It's a list of Canadian sellers on Etsy, which is a good thing because 1. the functionality of Etsy's geolocator has improved but it's still frustrating if you're looking at major urban centres and 2. it's an easy way to avoid blowing a gasket over ungodly shipping rates (or the lack of international shipping, period). I just saw a cute notecard set the shipping for which was significantly more than the cards themselves.*

*Seller's perogative and all that jazz. It's also my buyer's perogative not to buy the thing. And I usually don't.

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Ptichka and I are slowly working our way through the Loomis gift certificate my parents gave us for our birthdays. Yesterday's purchases included: some Pitt Artist Pens (me), a bottle of turquoise Sennelier ink (Ptichka), and a heart punch (me). Ptichka joked that every piece of paper in the house would have a heart punched out of it by the end of the week. Ptichka's prediction, by the way, is off the mark.

At the rate I'm going, there should be a heart punched out of every piece of paper in the house before I head out for an early Svatý Mikuláš party this evening.