Oh what fun this year has been too...

Gods, it's been a while...pfft.

To say the very least the last two years have been a long strange trip... injury, pain, mayhem, all inclusive to say the very least.

I went back to work in March after the operation on my shoulder and the one to slap my pacemaker in...I have a lovely new scar.

Ain't it just loverly? And every 5-7 years they open it up to change the batteries...groovy eh? It doesn't take as long to do it as the first time, supposedly. That's what I've heard anyways...

I've also convinced myself to do the valve operation that I need to do...I'm not happy about it,but it needs to be done...

I've seen the Bach Doctor a couple of times, and Sasha too. I've been emailing Dr. Sasha a few times...

Michael J. Landzberg, MD

Michael Landzberg, MD, is board certified in Internal Medicine and Adult Cardiology, and is the founder and director of the Boston Adult Congenital Heart (BACH) and Pulmonary Hypertension Service. His areas of particular clinical and research expertise include novel catheter-based diagnostic and therapeutic techniques, pulmonary hypertensive disorders, and coronary arterial issues in congenital heart disease. He’s recognized as a leader in the care of adults with congenital heart disease and sits on national and international task forces and committees.

Doctor Sasha is camera shy...silly boy.

Way back in June I had a cardiac stress test, like the past two years haven't been one? sheesh.

I guess it went okay.

In July my sister and I went to the Manning Bowl in Lynn for DCI. Drum Corps International. We had a great time. I even bought a Cavaliers t. There'll be a post on that coming up.

My thyroid's still fucked up...pfft...whatevah

Later on in July I had a cardiac echo. Yays for non invasive tests! I just hadta lay there and try not to squirm when the tech was jabbing the thingee into my rib cartilage. I felt bruised all ovah.

On that same day, I also got to go sit in a little teeny clear telephone booth...I'm claustrophobic. This wonderful test was to test my lung functions. Groovy.

In August was my pacemaker appointment. That's doing well. At least something is...

Since I've been back to work, I've been working a bajillionty hours too...when I first came back, it was all I could do to just crawl up the stairs when I got home.

On a better, sorta note, I've been actually losing weight. In February I was 201, in April 199, in August 193.6 and when I just had another test it was 192. There's something to be said for running around like Mike the Headless Chicken at work...

On August 22 I had my 7th and 8th Cardiac Catheterizations...ugh. Dr. Landzberg actually did it! Wow...I couldn't believe that. He's very pleased that I'm doing it...me, not so friggin' much. AND they only give you enough anesthetic to make you loopy, not enough to put you out...it's called "twilight sleep" and I fucking HATE it! When you're little and you wake up in the middle of an operation, you don't forget it. That is WHY I don't like "twilight sleep".

They don't sew you shut anymore, they use pressure instead. The guy who they used was very good. Unfortunately I had my period again...ugh. Must be being in the hospital. Pfft. Certainly didn't help having blood thinners injected. Oh yeah. I also had radio opague dye injected. It felt like I was swallowing the sun...very odd sensation...

The good news on THAT front was that ALL of my cardiac veins and arteries were clean and clear...unfortunately, my pulmonary artery is a fucking mess. It has stenosis (a sorta traffic jam) and a bend and one of my arm vein shunts has little feeders which are gonna make the heart valve replacement shit even more of a goat fuck cuz they're gonna hafta tie em all off.

You see the pulmonary valve...that's the one that needs to be replaced. It only has 2 flaps instead of 3. The Ventricular defect was fixed with a patch twice. My right ventricle is hypertrophic...sorta like this poor guy.

Sorta overgrows itself because it has to work twice as hard.

The aorta had to be fixed with an arm vein...I'm still wondering how the Hell they were able to just snag one...still haven't figured it out.

Ooops got off on a tangent there...so sorry.

I got to have another test WooHoo! NOT!!!

This one was a VQ Scan. This was to see how the blood flow to the lungs were. It turned out NOT good. The right one is at 3/4ths and the left one is a 23% so between the two I have 100% blood flow...That was what Sasha wrote me about. Now they need to find if the surgeon wants to do ANOTHER cath to put a stent in the Pulmonary Valve BEFORE the replacement or just do it during.

I got the directions for the VQ Scan but I didn't think about WHERE it actually was. I did okay until I saw Avenue Louis Pasteur. Shit shit shit! I felt fear all the way into my genetic material. All I had to do was see the sign and the building across the street and I wanted to run for the fucking hills. We parked and did all that. Went to information and got the way we were sposta go...unfortunately it was in the building that I remembered being in, the Fagen. Now, it's been 40 fucking YEARS since I've been there and I know it's changed some, but there's no way in HELL that you can tell a grown up that had shit done to them when they were young that they still don't feel that fear that most closely resembles the primeval fear of the dark and things that go bump in the night. It's the bowel loosening, involuntary peeing oneself type of fear. We, of course, were way too early. I just broke down...I was shaking and crying...

PTSD was raising it's ugly head. Dammit!

At least the surgeon that Sasha said is going to do my surgery knows his stuff.

Sitaram Emani

He's even done a heart transplant on a young girl. And other surgeries on little itty bitty babies.

I will get to meet him on the 18th of October when I go in for the pre-op tests...On the 19th I have the surgery. I get to spend 5-7 days in the hospital...I'm gonna miss my house.

That's the news so far...pfft.

Back again...

Well my year wound up getting more interesting...

I went in for the surgery on my shoulder in October. Oh what fun...I had done Personal Torture and that helped a little but nowhere near enough.

I had some bone spurs that needed to be sanded down/planed off. Just a lovely as it sounds, put that helped a ton just to start. The next thing they found was that the labrum was torn...but the rotator cuff was fine. Thank the Gods, cuz that woulda be 4-6 months of healing...

Looks like their using swords and chopsticks doesn't it? I had three holes in the front of the shoulder and one in the back...
It's DAY surgery too! I was sent home wrapped up like a mummy with an electric ice chest, horsepills of ibuprofen and oxy's. Don't remember much of the first couple of days...wonder why?
I also had a catheter that was pumping pain meds right into the joint...arm? what arm? The REAL fun came when Ernie had to pull it out...I figured a couple of inches...God Damned Thing felt like it was a mile long! I almost blacked out from the pain, which is saying alot for me. It was like a foot long in actuality. Wished I had kept it...noone would believe it...

So I have my arm in a sling for a couple of days, living on Oxy's and Ibuprofen with my little ice chest. AND I'm sleeping in Orange Chair, which is an Orange Velvet-ish LazyBoy recliner...You can't sleep on your back or anything else, but being in the Orange Chair was a great help. Ernie was doing all the cooking.

A couple of weeks in, I can use my arm a tiny bit, but still sleep with the sling on. It's quite an adventure to do stuff with your other hand, but I did okay.

It's a weekend and I'm hearing some scurrying sounds...hmm. What could it be? I see a little grey critter run out from behind the fish tank. It's not a mouse or a rat...It's a vole...too cute. BUT if Ernie sees him, all Hell's gonna break loose. So I watch to see where it goes. Under the fish tank, under Orange chair and into the dining room and back...okay. I can do this! I grab the fish net and I scoop up the little mofo. I have him in the net and have his tail. Ernie's like what the hell are you doing?
Umm Catching a vole? Can you open the door so I can toss him out?
Out he goes to do vole stuff.

Next night I hear screaming about a mouse being in Mike's room. Mike's the biggest fucking sissy EVAH!!! Dear Gods, you'd think that he's being raped by Freddie Kreuger...So I grab the fish net again. I'm going up the stairs, vole's trying to get down the stairs. Scoop and tail and out he goes... jeeze...
Isn't he cute? Vicious looking isn't he? pfft.

So now it's time for me to do the Post Op Personal Torture. I have a date all nice and set up. The night before which is a Wed, I wasn't feeling to spiffy. I felt like my head was a volcano that was going to erupt. It was a wierd sensation...My heart would start thumping and then the volcano thing. And I was just sitting...so I went to bed in Orange Chair early...

Next morning, I feel okay...sitting at the puter trying to work on my 2010 NaNo. I figured I should just change my PT appointment and called the office.

That was a good thing too...because more fun was on the way.

I stood up, I think, to get another cup of coffee or do something...next thing I know I'm on the floor flopping around like a Magikarp.

My head is smashing against the table. Very glad I didn't break it. The table, not my head...
I can't get up! I can't move except for Flail Attack. What the Hell am I gonna do?! As far as I know Obelisk can't dial the phone, neither can Boogie or the fish...
Everything's going black...Oh fuck Oh shit what can I do? I'm still trying to get up...it ain't gonna happen.
Next thing I know, some guy is yelling in my ear "Get Up Stupid!" I still can't but the next thing I remember I'm back in my chair. Remember there's only me and the critters...there's no one else in the house and I don't recognize the voice.

I immediately call Ernie at work and tell him to get his ass the hell home like Yesterday!!!

He gets home about an hour later...I'm in Orange Chair, scared shitless...I got Obelisk back on the porch. Poor bird was all freaked out...prolly pissed that she didn't get to eat my eyeballs.

He carts me over to South Shore...I sit in a wheelchair and wait for him to park...Then we go in. I don't remember tons of stuff, like why the hell I'm there...my meds, how to spell my last name...I start to go down again...I get shoved into a wheel chair. Ernie's booking me in...the check in nurse was a holier than thou born again Cunt! Sorry but she WAS...She asked religion, not that I haven't been there before and I'm prolly one of the only of my ilk that darken their doors. Ernie answered, Witch or Wiccan or Pagan. Like a good doobie...She looks at him and says, "Well, maybe THAT's her problem."
What a fucking unprofessional thing to say! Glad I didn't hear this til later or I woulda ripped her a new asshole.

I get ECG'd and O2 and 2 IV's. They couldn't get one in the left so a Scituate paramedic did it. But they were able to get one in the right. At least it takes a shorter time for me to head off to Brigham and Womens...pfft. It's now like 2 in the after. Mike's gonna be home from school soon. So Ernie has to go. We'll meet up at B&W.

I have IV's and pads and all the other shit...jeeze. At least my O2's fine so I don't have to deal with that too...More ECG's...but no more of the volcano things...thank the Gods.

I don't remember most of the day to tellya the truth...About 5 Ernie and Mike come back, but I ain't there. I've been sent to the bowels of the place because I'm gonna have a pacemaker put in...but not JUST a pacemaker, a defibrillator pacemaker...It's about the size of my cellphone...Gods know I DID sign the paper...I remember listening to them all talking about it.

And they had to shave me again, just in case they needed to do an ablation/cath while they were there...

Unfortunately, my heart was in the right place, which in this case is the left side...where I just had surgery on my FRIGGIN SHOULDER!!! Just fucking ducky!!

Talk about Wham Bam Thank You Ma'am! I was duly processed, transported, and implanted within just a few hours...

I was back in Shapiro with the good eats and hotel room...different side this time. The next day I was gotten up and shuffled down the hall. I did okay...friggin sore though. Had a humungous bandage and IV's, but I could at least pee in the bathroom.

Landzberg the Bach doctor came by and talked to me about the valve replacement again...ick.
A bunch of interns and n00bs too...I feel like the last of my kind...

But at least everything's working okay, thank the Gods. And whomever got me back off the floor. I do rather appreciate not being carpet jerky for Mike to find...

My motto for the year is "Not goin' to Heaven in 2011".

TSUNALI TREASURY HUNT #4 Part 2

This is the last part of our Treasury Hunt. I really hope you've enjoyed seeing all the lovely items we've made.

First is HollyStorm http://www.blogger.com/www.hollystorm.etsy.com She has fabric clutches, very interesting fabric bracelets and some jewelry.

This is my fave from her shop...I'm one of those odd people who happen to LIKE the colour Orange...

I'd wear it every day too. I still have a leather bracelet I made in 72 and all of the studded bracelets I wore in my metal days in the 80's...ahem...moving right along...

Next is another wonderful person. Barbrie777 http://www.barbrie777.etsy.com/ This shop has her jewelry, and her famous EarthMotherCollection. These wonderful people can even be found at our illustrious Smithsonian Museum. She has a supply shop too, but I'm not gonna give you the addy cuz I just saw some neat goodies for ME, so there...
This is one of her people:

Isn't he just handsome?

This is her prize for the contest, some lovely lavendar sachets:
Can't you just smell that? Oh you can't? bugger...Computers should come with scratch and sniff options or smell-o-vision...

Third on this list is my alter ego, AKiwiSilkie http://www.akiwisilkie.etsy.com/ This is my mundane shop whereas HowlingCaterpillars is more on the magickal side of things.

This shop has DreamWebs, destash that have been lurking in the cellar, jewelry and other goodies.

This is my prize for the contest, a Zodiac Bottle of your choice:

Our last tsunali is Promises,Promises http://www.blogger.com/www.promisespromises.etsy.com Her shop specializes in horses of all types along with some paintings and neat scrollwork ornaments.

This one of her horses is soooo me!"Do these wings make my butt look big?"

Her prize for the contest is a set of wooden scrollsaw horse ornaments.

That's it...darn it!

It's been really fun for me introducing the NA forum folks. Hope you've enjoyed your treasury hunting...

TSUNALI TREASURY HUNT #4 Part 1

This is our last one...sad face. It's been fun introducing all my NA buddies to the world.

Let's review:
In our first Treasury Hunt, we had:
GrannieGirt
ClayDancer
Litapsilverj
CrippleCreekWoodWorks
1EggMan
JStinson
Beading4U
HeartWorks

Our Second Treasury Hunt featured:
NativeBeads
OhClaudia
SonoraKay
Vikotas
ForTheBrand
Sirocco
CandyThomas
SweetGrassValley
NightOwlMarket

Number Three had:
SpiritBear
SageHealer
KickingBear
WolfMoonTraders
Aneurythm
DreamWeaverSpirit
HowlingCaterpillars (me)
NikonMan
SoulfulStuff
Beading4U
HandyAnn
RodgerandDelilaPlace

For our Fourth and Final Treasury Hunt, we have:
Dove's Native Designs http://www.dovesnativedesigns.etsy.com/
Dove's shop has rattles made from snails and turtles, Walking Sticks, DreamCatchers, Drums, and War Clubs along with jewelry and pressed flower cards and wands.

Her prize is a Prayer Twist. It sends your prayers to the Great Spirit as it twists around in the wind. It's made from a Vine, Beads, a Turkey Feather, and Pheasant Feathers. What a beautiful gift for the person who has everything? A T-1 line right to the folks upstairs!

Next is MarinahLynn http://www.marinahlynn.etsy.com/

Her shop has fabric goods, from scented hotpads to warm/cold packs in neat colours. There's also crocheted market bags, drawstring bags, and heart shaped baby washcloths, along with hats, scarves, shawls, pillows, a Dreamcatcher, and a couple of beaded goodies.

Her Prize is this really neat Zebra Striped Flaxfilled Hot/Cold Therapy Pack. Just try and let anyone take it and say I didn't know it was yours! Ha!
This would be the only way to miss it!

After her is Beading4U. http://www.beading4u.etsy.com/

She has beadwork of all types. So her prize is a lovely beadwork bracelet. It's made of Clear, SkyBlue, and Chartreuse Green Glass beads with a Sterling Toggle Clasp. It reminds me of a clear summer sky and a lovely meadow.

And last for this group is VanFleetStreetDesign. http://www.vanfleetstreetdesign.etsy.com/

Her shop has neat paintings, photographs, ACEO's, and Nichos, sorta like printers boxes for your personal altar goodies. My faves are her El Dia Skellies.

This is her prize for the hunt, a mixed media ACEO titled Coyote Hears The Call:

Coyote is the Trickster God of the American SouthWest. He's one of my faves. He's a great teacher of What Comes Around, Goes Around...

Here's the link to this week's Treasury Hunt:

http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4cea5db3f0fa8eefc8353d7c/competition-native-american-forum?index=0

There's still plenty of time to look for the goodies. And still enough time to win!

TSUNALI TREASURY HUNT # 3 PARTS 2&3

This is our third Treasury hunt with one more to follow...
Here's the link again:
http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4ce0fb0dadf56d910a2635e2/competition-native-american-forum#4ce947b46c8e8eefafe83b23

These are our tsunali for this treasury.

First up is Aneurythm. This lady's a trip! Her jewelry is magnificent! And she always makes us smile.
http://www.aneurythm.etsy.com/

This is her prize for the contest an Ojo de Venado necklace. Love the colours together.

I own a bunch of her orphans. And you never know what she might have lurking in her shop...but they're always special. Because she had a run in with a brain aneurysm (you don't need to feel sorry for her at all, she certainly doesn't) some of the proceeds from the purchase of her goodies go to the Brain Aneurysm Foundation in Hanover, MA.

Next is DreamWeaver Spirit. http://www.dreamweaverspirit.etsy.com/ She's rather new around the fire, coming all the way from old Blighty, but is another wonderful member. Her shop has everything from Breastplates to pentacles, chokers to wands.

This is her prize, a Zuni Peyote stitch bracelet. That's another of those hard things I wouldn't even do on a dare...bead weaving...heck NO!!! I could put the bear on and the ponys, but the others NOPE!


Nikonman is next, another of the brave men who hang out at our campfire. http://www.blogger.com/www.nikonman.etsy.com (Yes I skipped me) He takes photos that I have no chance of ever taking, so I drool and be envious.
His prize is called Meditation and it just blows me away everytime I see it...



Next is Soulful Stuff. http://www.soulfulstuff.etsy.com%20her/Her shop has mostly beautiful jewelry but she also has a section honouring the Cherokee people, along with fabric arts and photographs.

This is her prize for the contest, an earring/necklace set with dyed blue guinea fowl feathers and turquoise.

Guinea fowl aren't from guinea...but they look like mini cassowaries...see?

This is another of our newer Tsunali: Beading4U. http://www.blogger.com/www.beading4u.etsy.com Her shop was mostly bead work, but she managed to get her hubby to make some goodies for her too. My friends' beadwork just amaze me...*shakes head* I leave it to the experts thankfully.

This is her prize, a carved bear pawprint/arrowhead ornament carved from Red Oak.

Bear is a good strong medicine in Native Cultures. Plains Indians thought that shamans with bear medicine were the most powerful of them all. It also represents direction and was considered a good omen by some. We feel an affinity to bear because we also walk on the flat of our feet not on tiptoes like most other animals.

Next is HandyAnn, the Queen of our Treasuries and our other Tsunali from across the Pond. http://www.handyann.etsy.com/ She is a conservator. She makes antiques and other precious objects look like the day that they were made. She does some beadwork, some jewelry, and stained glass, but her niche is Temari tutorials. Temari are a traditional Japanese stitchery. I haven't tried it...mostly because I'd be sewing myself to the little ball...

This is HandyAnn's prize, a 5 pack of Tutorials so you can get addicted too!

Temari originated in China and migrated to Japan where they made it an art form. They're gorgeous when they're done...

Our last tsunali is the DH of GrannieGirt, aka RodgerandDelilasplace http://www.rodgeranddelilaplace.etsy.com/ Lots of lovely jewelry here. And affordable too. And some neat supplies.

This is the grandprize for the treasury hunt...it's just amazing

There's still plenty of time to get in on this...it ends at midnight eastern time tonight.
Good luck and have fun.

TSUNALI TREASURY HUNT #3 PART 1

There's 11 awesome shops to look through for this one and one where it's a raffle prize.

Here's the link:
http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4ce0fb0dadf56d910a2635e2/competition-native-american-forum?index=0

So here we go!
First up is SpiritBearCreations. http://www.spiritbearcreations.etsy.com/
She's a Down-Eastah! Her shop has a great mix of items. She has bead work, totem/medicine bags, herbal goodies, fetishes, and her cookies are to die for!!! I think almost all of us tsunali have gotten some.

Her prize for the contest is a full dozen of her Leckerli.

The Name Spirit Bear refers to a rare type of Black Bear that is found in British Columbia. Instead of being Black, their fur is a creamy white with dark eyes, dark noses and light claws. They're not albinos or Polar bears even though they're white. It's a double recessive gene particular to these bears that gives them the odd colour if both the parents carry it.

Next is Sagehealer. http://www.sagehealer.etsy.com/

Her shop is full of wonderful and helpful shinies. I have one of her Totem Talismans as does my son. She has minerals, smudges, all sorts of goodies to help and heal.

This is her prize for the Treasury hunt, a Quantum Quattro Crystal:

Isn't that a gorgeous blue? Sorta reminds me of an iceberg...The stone is great for meditation, and clearness of thought, along with healing and communication.

Sage is one of the four Sacred Herbs of Native American culture along with cedar or juniper, lavendar, and sweetgrass. They help to purify a person, place or thing and bring in the good spirits.

Next is KickingBear, our Teacher. http://www.kickingbear.etsy.com/

He's teaching us Tsalagi...I hope we're coming along okay. We know one of the most important words. Kawi=Coffee...it's a necessity of life.

This is his prize for the contest, a Selu Ayatlidi (Corn necklace).

According to Cherokee myth, Selu was the Corn Mother or Maize. Her consort was Kanati, the Lucky Hunter. They were First Man and First Woman.

KB's necklaces commemorate the Trail of Tears, when the Cherokee people, along with the Muskogee(Creek), Seminoles and Choctaws, were forced off their ancestral lands and left to their own devices in "Indian Territory" also known as Oklahoma. 4,000 of the 15,000 Cherokee died along the way. Most of the Native Americans leaders and the people themselves never acknowledged the landgrab.

Last is WolfMoonTraders. http://www.wolfmoontraders.etsy.com/

She has pencil drawings, Smudge feathers, jewelry, Medicine bags, rattles and other neat items.

Her prize is a Turkey and Pheasant Smudge feather. It's lovely! Smudging Feathers are used for wafting the smoke from you smudge sticks around the person, place or thing you're smudged and lifts the smoke to the Great Spirit.

They say to use a feather from a bird that you feel an affinity too. Feathers that are gifted to you are the most powerful because they came from the affection that the bird has for you. Never pluck your bird to get a feather...it hurts them. It's like if your bird pulled out your hair by the roots. Except for dyed turkey feathers, the ones that I myself use come from the year's moult.

Don't forget to play and send off your answers. This treasury hunt goes until Sunday. So there's still plenty of time.

Tsunali Treasury Hunt #2 part 3

This is the last bunch for this Treasury Hunt.

First up is CandyThomasGourdArt. This gal really IS out of her gourd! I eat pumpkin and squash pies and she makes ART out of the shells of all shapes and sizes of these magnificent fruits.

Gourds were one of the earliest plants to be cultivated by humans and were used as containers even before clay or pottery and are sometimes referred to as "Nature's Pottery".
Gourd skins were sometimes used as replacements for skull pieces in the NeoLithic period.
There's an old tale called "Follow the Drinkin Gourd" that tells how escaped and fleeing slaves would follow the Big Dipper to reach freedom in the North.

This is Candy's prize for the Treasury Hunt, the Turkey's Token pyrographed gourd with turkey feathers and horse hair.
Turkey was called the Blessing Eagle in many Native cultures because he gave everything of himself when asked.

Next up is SweetGrassValley. This gal does wonderful hairpipe and gemstone jewelry, and she paints too!!!

She has another shop called BumperstickersnMore, which has bumperstickers...lol

Hair pipes were introduced in the 1860's when the Native Americans saw the whites smoking pipes with bone pipe stems. The Native Americans made it hair pipes there own using them in breast plates and jewelry. Original bone pipes really were bone. This is QuannahParker wearing a hairpipe breastplate from the Smithsonian Collection.

Here's Sweet's prize for the Treasury Hunt: a leather anklet with silver bells and a silver feather:

Last friend for this Treasury Hunt is NightOwlMarket. She works with Pendelton fabric. And her goodies are just gorgeous! She has Christmas stockings, small goods, totes and possibles bag.
Pendelton Fabric is still made in Oregon in the good old US of A and has been since 1909 when the first Indian Trade Blanket rolled out of the factory.

If you go to the Pendelton site and click on the Legendary Blankets section I PROMISE you will be as speechless and overwhelmed as I was...
Pendelton is made from 100% virgin wool: wool that is sheared from the live sheep. It does not hurt the sheep. It's like when we get a haircut....

This is Owl's prize for the Treasury Hunt, a lovely turquoise with sun design possibles bag. You can put almost anything in them: roots, leaves, stones, feather, endless possibilities.



You can still get in on all the lovely goodies for this week up until Midnight eastern on Sunday.
Here's the link again:

http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4cd865f2163b6d9172c4aaad/competition-native-american-forum?index=0

Here's all the shops that are in this Treasury:

http://www.etsy.com/shop/Nativebeads

http://www.etsy.com/shop/vikotas

http://www.etsy.com/shop/SonoraKaysCreations

http://www.etsy.com/shop/ohclaudia

http://www.etsy.com/shop/SweetgrassValley

http://www.etsy.com/shop/Sirocco

http://www.etsy.com/shop/candythomasgourdart

http://www.etsy.com/shop/forthebrand

http://www.etsy.com/shop/NightOwlMarket