*State Love tote bag

*State Love tote bag

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This 100% cotton tote bag is a fun way to stay organized and keep your hands free!

Also available as a tea towel here and as an apron here

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A Bit of a Beach

A Bit of a Beach

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Always jingle all the way. Nobody likes a half-assed jingler.

Always jingle all the way. Nobody likes a half-assed jingler.

Always jingle all the way. Nobody likes a half-assed jingler.

Atlanta Skyline watercolor

Atlanta Skyline watercolor

Atlanta Skyline watercolor

Beach, don't kill my vibe.

Beach, don't kill my vibe.

Beach, don't kill my vibe.

Christmas...I goat this

Christmas...I goat this

Christmas...I goat this

Does this towel smell like chloroform to you?

Don't let your ice cream melt while you're counting someone else's sprinkles.

Don't let your ice cream melt while you're counting someone else's sprinkles.

Don't let your ice cream melt while you're counting someone else's sprinkles.

Don't worry, I goat this

Don't worry, I goat this.

Don't worry, I goat this.

Don’t judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.

Don’t judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.

Don’t judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.

Every day I am forced to add yet another name to the list of people I am going to eat when the zombie apocalypse comes.

Every day I am forced to add yet another name to the list of people I am going to eat when the zombie apocalypse comes.

Every day I am forced to add yet another name to the list of people I am going to eat when the zombie apocalypse comes.

First I Drink the Coffee, Then I Do the Things

First I Drink the Coffee, Then I Do the Things

First I Drink the Coffee, Then I Do the Things

First I Drink the Tea, Then I Do the Things

First I Drink the Tea, Then I Do the Things

First I Drink the Tea, Then I Do the Things

Georgia with ATL heart

Georgia with ATL heart

Georgia with ATL heart

Here in the South, we don’t hide crazy...

Here in the South, we don’t hide crazy...

Here in the South, we don’t hide crazy...

Hey Alexa, do the dishes

A Bit of a Beach

Atlanta Skyline watercolor

Beach, don't kill my vibe.

Don't let your ice cream melt while you're counting someone else's sprinkles.

Don't worry, I goat this.

Don’t judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.

Every day I am forced to add yet another name to the list of people I am going to eat when the zombie apocalypse comes.

First I Drink the Coffee, Then I Do the Things

First I Drink the Tea, Then I Do the Things

Georgia with ATL heart

Here in the South, we don’t hide crazy...

Hey Alexa, do the dishes

I am on my “cutting my own bangs” glass of wine.

I am silently correcting your grammar.

I bake, because punching people is frowned upon.

I don’t care if the glass is half-empty or half-full. Is there wine in it?

I don’t have a bucket list, but my f***-it list is a mile long.

I don’t have the blood alcohol level to deal with you right now. - tote bag

I keep trying to make protein shakes, but they keep coming out as margaritas.

I like big books and I cannot lie.

I Like To Do Crafts

I think my soulmate might be carbs.

I will see your sarcasm and raise you some sass.

I won’t be impressed by technology until I can download food.

I wouldn’t do anything for a Klondike bar, but I would do some sketchy shit for some whiskey and bacon.

I'm a mom. This IS my circus. Those ARE my monkeys. -

I'm a mother. What's your superpower?

I'm a nurse. What's your superpower?

I'm a teacher. What's your superpower?

I'm not saying I am Wonder Woman...

If Target had a bar, my life would be perfect.

I’m really glad we don’t have to hunt our own food anymore. I don’t even know where the sandwiches live.

Life is not a fairy tale. If you lose your shoe at midnight, you’re drunk.

Love thy selfie.

Momster: (mom-ster) n. what happens to mom after she counts to three.

My career plans were much more exciting when I was five.

Not only did I fall off the diet wagon, I dragged it into the woods, set it on fire, and used the insurance money to buy cupcakes.

Not today, Satan.

Our friendship is built on sarcasm, inappropriateness, and shenanigans.

Ringmaster of the Shit Show

Shit Creek Survivor -

So what happens when the chips and salsa run out? Do I die, or what?

Sometimes I wish I was a bird so I could fly over certain people and shit on their heads.

Thank you craft beer breweries for making my drinking habit seem like a neat hobby.

That’s what I do. I bake, and I know things.