Friday, July 31, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
But I'm missing him and feeling all anxious and funky.
The house was so quiet today with him gone. The baby was sleeping. My chores were done. It was too hot to work out at my bench doing jewelry. So I busted out the paints. I had my own little art camp right there in the kitchen.
I call my creation "Rush Hour". You can buy it here if you are so inclined.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Birthdays are done better on a smaller, more intimate scale.
Sometimes I think the days of homemade birthday cakes are long gone. I feel so lucky that as a kid my mother made me campy little birthday cakes, perfectly, imperfect. Like the Raggedy Ann cake that will live in my memory as the best thing to ever come out of my mother's kitchen.
Jo invited us over to celebrate little Sam's first birthday. She asked, in that British accent of hers that gets me every time, if I would bring some cupcakes for the party.
I was shooting for campy. I wanted perfectly, imperfect. I was hoping to create nostalgia and not just a huge mess.
They were a hit.
Oh the things a person can do with plastic cocktail accessories!
All the children had a cupcake. Some had at least three that we know of. And then there was Sugar Daddy, so named for more than one reason, he had one too. Earlier in the day he had put dibs on the pink and purple one with the chesty mermaid on top.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Ryan Meis and Sarah Labieniec live in San Francisco. They don't know this, but I love them, er, I mean, I love their brains, or rather, their talent. Oh for Pete's sake, I love their work.
They did a series of paintings I particularly like. It's called Hunt & Gather. Here's what they have to say about it.
"Hunt & Gather is a series of works drawn from a mishmash of experiences at flea markets. To us, the flea is a festive event, one filled with both delightful curiosities and people. There is something tantalizing about arriving at a market with the hope that you might uncover some hidden gem amongst the endless rows of objects from the past. It is this fascination of a time far gone and the thrill of the hunt that draws us (and undoubtedly others) to continually return. "
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
It started last Wednesday. The little whisper in the back of my brain.
"Psst! Hey you. Yeah you. Don't you want to go out to your work bench? Don't you want to make some jewelry? Those great topaz stones are just sitting there collecting dust. Come on. The baby is sleeping. Come on out and work for a bit."
I told myself I was going to stay away. I wanted to give the baby my full attention. No working until August. The Fall collection could wait.
But I just can't seem to do it. I miss Joan. Joan of the Anahatna art. Joan my muse. She gives me such inspiration as I sit there contemplating beads and life.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Saturday, July 18, 2009
We did it. After years and years of struggle, the Hardmans and the Meekers finally have our babies. Emmie was born three weeks after Birdie. Jill was also at the birth of her little girl. It is so nice to have a friend that knows exactly what I've been through.
I'm not sure if it is okay to select your kids friends for them. In fact, I'm kind of opposed to it. BUT, there's just no way around it. Emmie and Ellie are two peas in a pod, sugar and spice, Ying and Yang, salt and pepper, and well you get the idea. They really don't have much choice in the matter. They will be best friends.
Thom and Josh decided to be friends all on their own, with no coercion from their parents.
Friday, July 17, 2009
I have a few things I forgot to say to her birth mom at the time of her birth so. . .
Thank you for being so great. Thank you for getting great prenatal care. Thank you for being so gorgeous and passing along your fabulous genes. Thank you for giving Amelie her sweet nature. Thank you for letting me cut the cord. Thank you for letting me be the first to hold her. Thank you letting my entire family come to the hospital and meet you, even though you just went through labor and probably would have rather been left alone. Thank you for sharing your birth story with people so that other families might be able to receive the blessings of adoption. Thank you for being so normal and fun. Thank you for every pain and push you endured during labor. Thank you for being my friend.
Oh and thanks for cooking up a baby with flip flop toes. That was a nice touch.
I'm sure I'll think of more things to say later, but for now, kisses and hugs from all of us.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Sugar Daddy had lasik eye surgery but he still needs to wear reading glasses. I think he is incredibly sexy when he reads, thus, he makes sure to read in bed.
I do love anything retro. Oh yes I do. And my husband aims to please.
He has recently found that his eye surgery didn't give him the perfect vision he wants, so today he came home with new glasses.
Here's some more of my favorite designs available.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Thanks everyone, for thinking my invention is as cool as I do. Us moms need a pat on the back every now and then!
Click on image and print out at full size. It should take up an entire sheet of computer paper.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Aren't baby necks just the cutest?