Five Eighteen

Some days, it's all just too much to deal with. I don't want to hear anyone's uplifting or positive thoughts either. That just makes me more angry/devastated. Especially if all your hopes and dreams have come true. I am unable to have children due to a hateful person. 5 of my friends are pregnant. My grandfather is dying from cancer. I am terrified when I talk to him it will be the last time. I put all my eggs in one basket so to speak. I feel like the basket is slipping from my fingers. I am a stress/emotional eater. I am on a diet. Nobody around me seems to understand. They all think I'm overreacting. I'm crumbling.

Three Twenty

I really do have an amazing husband. Today alone he has done the following things.
-made baked ziti
-cleaned out the fridge and washed the dishes
-kept me from falling in the mud TWICE
-taken care of all the ugliness that goes along with paying bills
-unknotted an entire skein of hemp yarn while my family came over

How in the world do you show somebody like that your true appreciation? Sometimes I leave love notes around the house, pack his lunch, and help him shave his head when he can't see the back. Other times I scream, cry, can't bring myself to get out of bed, refuse to wash the clothes, and have other various meltdowns. I'm pretty sure Wife #1 is his favorite but I'm lucky he loves me even when I'm Wife #2.

Two Twenty Nine

Leap Day!! I'm taking advantage of the extra day by running errands, setting up a fake booth for an upcoming show, and vacuuming. <----- if husband manages to fix the vacuum.

Two Twenty Three

Seriously Austin?!  90 degrees in February.  I have got to get out of here.

Two Fourteen

Can you tell I did some supply shopping yesterday? Perhaps I will be able to post some finished product photos ths week too...

Two Seven

I love giveaways and enter them constantly! Sometimes I actually win too!

Here's the plushie that I won from Dreaming in Craft this morning!!!

I LOVE Marci's shop and highly recommend that you check her stuff out.
http://www.etsy.com/shop/dreamingincraft
https://www.facebook.com/dreamingincraft

Two Six

Happy Anniversary to me! ...and my husband :-)

Two Five

I spent all morning yesterday trying to create a new product and failing miserably. For some reason if I don't succeed at something immediately I never want to do it again. Fortunately this idea might be worth a little bit of failure. It will make it that much better when I finally get it right.

Since I worked so hard all morning I spent my afternoon making a couple tote bags. I needed to make something I knew I could do well. I did just that and I'm damn pleased with myself.

Two Three

I got some crafty juju left in me!! Yesterday I worked on
- batch of headbands for my sister and her friends to test for me
- sewing patches on my brother's boy scout uniform
- putting pen to paper and doodling

It feels good to be productive. I've been in such a slump that it's hard to see my way out of it sometimes. My daily goal has been to get out of bed and do anything crafty. If I find something fun that inspires me I'm going to run with it.

One Thirty

Today has been one of those days where you wake up with the best intentions and then it all falls apart. I work from home now and have discovered that motivation and inspiration come in waves.
** You will learn that I need to talk abut everything else before
I get to my point so here's my roundabout way of getting there**

As of 3 days ago I tore my last pair of blue jeans in an inappropriate place and can not bring myself to go try on new pairs. This is a traumatizing experience for me and usually ends in low self esteem, chocolate, and no pants. Since I am without jeans I can choose from pj's, shorts, or leggings. 2 out of the 3 usually leave me feeling kind of naked, and the 3rd results in a day off illusion. I got up, showered, ate, and got dressed. I chose the pj pants today and have been paying for it. I get up, start a project, and then I sit down.

Damn you pajama pants and your illusion of relaxation!!

Putting it all out there

This evening I was reading off blog bits to the husband like I normally do and he asked me why I didn't have one anymore. It really made me think. Why don't I post on here? Am I embarrassed, shy, afraid? Embarrassed- maybe. Shy- no doubt. Afraid- not at all.

So let's do this.