17
Mar
For Japan With Love
It seems that every time I begin to type a sentence about the crisis in Japan, I hold down the delete key and try again. I can’t accurately put into words the empathy I feel towards the people of Japan. The rising death toll, the missing, the displaced, the trauma and fear, the darkness and the cold, a devastating nightmare. What I could offer, I did For Japan With Love.
17
Mar
Lucky Day
16
Mar
Lesson in Growing
After we moved from New York City to Ludington last year, I had a hard time adapting to our new environment . I was incredibly homesick for the familiar tall buildings, the city streets, for the energy, and for my friends. One afternoon, I was on the phone with a friend, in a melancholy mood lamenting over my city nostalgia and he told me something I’ll never forget. He said, “Only you can create your own happiness.”
Later that evening, while I was doing the dishes, thinking about nothing, thinking about everything, looking out the window, I narrowed in on a patch of dry dirt in our yard. An eyesore a few yards in length from what I assumed was too much sun exposure and a lack of maintenance. It needed tending to and I had the time. So, the next day in effort to keep busy and stop moping I started digging in the dirt, manifesting some optimism. Read More
14
Mar
So I Sew: Round 1
This week, I start my journey in sewing.
Why sewing?
Well, here: 1) My mom can sew and her mom could sew and her mom’s mom could sew and so on and so on. Now, I want to sew. I want to be able to teach my daughter how to sew. Even if it’s just a button. I don’t even know how to sew a button. Yet. 2) I’ve recently become more and more interested in making clothing for my family. 3) It’s an inexpensive way to keep my ever growing baby clothed. 4) I like projects. 5) I need something constructive to occupy my time with while the baby takes her nap. Eating salt and vinegar potato chips while scrolling through my rss feed isn’t one of those things.
When I was eight months pregnant, I decided I’d take a stab at learning how to sew and a skilled family friend so graciously and patiently gave me an introduction. She also loaned me a sewing machine that she no longer used. I named her Jolene. Jolene the sewing machine. Jolene is a Bernina 930 electric. She’s a dinosaur of a lass. I worked on a couple projects, but after LBD arrived on the scene I’ve pretty much have forgotten everything she taught me. So, over the weekend, I started to brush up on some informational reading.
14
Mar
Fort Family
We’re big fans of forts.
It’s in our blood.
LBD’s mama is a fort builder, her daddy is a fort builder, her aunt and uncle are fort builders, so it’s only natural that she would follow in her family’s footsteps and become a fort enthusiast at such a young age. Read More
11
Mar
Four Eyes
I have four eye envy.
Let me explain….
Back when I was 7 years old, I would often pretend I couldn’t see very well. Whenever I’d have to read with my mom, I would squint my eyes and press the book close to my face so my nose almost brushed the pages. This act became routine all because I so very, very badly wanted to wear a pair of eye glasses. A desire that had nothing to do with a colossal crush on the blond haired, glasses-wearing boy who sat next to me in Mrs. Head’s third grade class. Must have been a coincidence, right? Eventually, my mom took me to the optometrists of which after a brief examination, the only prescription I left with was a prescription to go to my room.
A few weeks went by, and my crush on blond haired boy rapidly dissolved, as crushes tend to do at that age. But at 27 years old, I still harbor a crush on eye wear. For some fun this afternoon, I did a some browsing online and found a handful of old school frames to my liking.
Even if they are merely for make believe…
9
Mar
Hello Spring
Wait a minute…
Spring?
Hello?
Was it something I said?
9
Mar
Thrifting
This weekend, I’m starting my quest in sewing and need some fabrics to practice on, so I went over to the Goodwill to see if they had anything I could work with.
8
Mar
8 Months
Miss Goober McGee is eight months old today. When I didn’t think it was possible to love someone so much, I wake up at dawn, go to her crib and look into those sleepy eyes starring up at me, and my heart swells so much I’m surprised I can still breathe.
We don’t celebrate each month she ages but I was looking through photos of her today and thought I’d share a few and say:
Happy Birthday Baby
8
Mar
Good As New: Suitcases
I never know what to do with some of the stuff I have laying around the house. Magazines a couple issues old, photocopied recipes, TO DO lists (the never ending TO DO lists!). I don’t use some of these items enough to be left out, so when I found a variety of retro suitcases used as storage I thought it was extremely cleaver . They’re inexpensive when bought at a local thrift store, but can also be found for sale on Etsy and Ebay. I’m thinking of doing this with LBD’s toys eventually, but here are a few other ideas that caught my eye:
An craft organizer or sewing kit…
