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Donut Hole Cake | Eat This Now Thank Me Later

We celebrated my husband's birthday the other night.

He hates birthday parties.  He hates when people sing Happy Birthday.

Too bad.

We had a mini cake and ice cream party at my in-laws house with a few of his favorite people anyway!

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Everyother year I make a him a wacky cake, well an un-cake cake.

Two years ago it was the Swiss-roll cakes cake.

This year? A donut hole cake.

This was a big hit!

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This might be my new go-to dessert when I'm bringing something to share.

Too simple.

Too delicious.

And really?  Who doesn't like a donut?

 

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Where have I been?

 

I have been asking myself the very same thing these few weeks.

I’m here.

I’m there.

But really, I’m not sure. 

 

This shit is getting real.

2013 is a huge year for me.  I am a college graduate. Like I’ve said before, I never thought I would actually finish college.  I always dreamed of it, and made a few attempts, but this time it is real.  It is real because of the amazing support I have had from family and friends through each step of the way.

From my husband who is a rock, supportive to the core, although he is worried/cautious about the loans we have taken to finance this adventure, more important to him is my happiness, and how this will benefit both of us in the near future.

My parents who just kept telling me “I knew you could do it.”  “You are NOT too old”  “We are so proud of you.  My dad talking me off the ledge when I felt like I was in over my head, had I made the right decision, was I going to be accepted into the program; all of the could I? should I? and would I?’s of my brain.  My mom who kept me focused on the prize, even when I was sure I had failed my first class, or even gotten below a B in anything, she was right…I got a B+.

My husband’s family who helped keet me motivated, donated to my textbook fund, and were there just for a hug when I needed one. 

My three younger sisters who constantly supported my decision, encouraged, and were some of my biggest cheerleaders throughout this journey.

Countless friends.  Oh man, my friends.  I am lucky to have the people in my life that I do.  I don’t have hundreds of friends, but the ones I do have are really more like family.  I’m Aunt Jenn to their kids, we go on vacations together, they visit from far and wide, we talk, sometimes we don’t talk often enough… we drink coffee, we laugh out loud, we cry, but the support and encouragement from each of them has been a huge motivator for me. 

I’ve never heard so many people tell me they are proud of me, and that I have inspired them to do something big, something different.  WOW.  You guys inspire ME!

To say I am humbled beyond belief from the support and kind words would be a huge understatement.

Thank you.

P.S. I promise to stop the graduation talk...for a bit, before you know it I won't be able to shut up about grad school!!!

 

 

luuurve. | Loving Love

Do you know what I love more than puppies, glitter, and unicorns?

LOVE.

LOVE.  LOVE.  LOVE.

I am lucky to have found My Love, in a way that is real,true, honest, raw, inconvenient, genuine, ridiculous, passionate, consuming, incredible, and more than I could have ever imagined.

This weekend was filled with even more of that love!  One of the greatest friends of my life married his perfect match Saturday.

The happiness I feel for him can barely be put into words.  These are two people who are so quick to extend a hand of friendship, generous with their love, welcoming to everyone around them, and generally make you feel better about yourself, and help you look at things in a different light.  Not kidding.  This is exactly the kind of people they are. 

I hope A- and K- relish the joy of marriage, marriage on their own terms, in their own way, each and every day.

I feel very lucky to have been able to celebrate this day with A- and K-.  Weddings are special and getting to share the joy of marriage--well that is a real treat! 

 

And like K- said to us "Thank you for coming to my wedding!!"  I say "Thank you for sharing your wedding!!"

 

Thank you A- and K-!  xoxo All my love!

Puppy Love | Vacation Style

We spent last week at a beautiful home on the sandy shores of Cape Hatteras, NC.

Ahhhh.

Can I say that again?

Ahhhh.

We had such a wonderful time.   Filled with great friends, good food, relaxing evenings, and pockets of seashells.

We were lucky to take one of our dogs with us.  Xavy baby had an awesome week at the beach!  Really, it is too bad we couldn't bring both dogs, but Mocha can be a little fearful of new folks, and is riddled with anxiety on a good day, so we asked the folks SHE LOVES the most if they would watch her while we were gone.  My in-laws gladly said yes, and took great care of her!

Xav was made for the beach.  Absolutely.  Just 6 months shy of his 11th birthday, he scamped, bounced, and ran around the beach like an 8 month old pup! 

Xav also made a little girlfriend while we were out there.  Lexi.

The first day we were on the beach there were lots of folks, but none really close to us, Xavy is a good boy and he was off leash the whole time.  He would run in and out of the surf, dig in the sand, stomped a few sandcastles, and the kids tried to bury him more than  once.  He's patient, but not that patient.

 Patient, see?

Mid-day Xav noticed a lovely puppy accross the beach playing with her owner.  He kept looking at me, looking at the other dog, me, dog, me, dog.  He looked at me once more and then started to dash off.  A quick STOP!  and he did, begrudgingly walking back to me, pouting.

 They continued to stare at each other across the sand.

We went home and Xav settled in with the kids all snuggling with him on his dog bed at one point or another.

The next morning we headed out to the sand again, ran right for the surf and did some fishing along the shore.  After about an hour the adorable pup showed up.  Again, Xavy longingly looked across the beach.  I finally gave in.  I asked M- to keep Xav on our side while I went to meet the pups parents.

Me: HI.  I was wondering if my dog can come meet your dog, I wanted to che... some people ar...

Dog Dad:  YES!  We were wondering the same thing!

Me:  He is dying to come over here! (to XAV) Alright Good boy, come on!

Dog Dad:  She is dying to get over THERE!

Me:  Oh, My name is Jenn, nice to meet you.  That's Xav.

Dog Dad:  My name is Pete, nice to meet you,  I think we are gonna need to keep an eye on these two!  (deep belly laugh followed by pointing toward the dogs)  She's Lexi.

Me: Oh Boy, I think you are right!

When I turned around the sniffing pleasantries had ended, and they were barreling at each other, full steam ahead, and rolling around in the surf and sand.

 

Each day we were out there Lexi and Xavy stared across the beach and froliced in the surf.

Ahhh.  Puppy love.

luuurve.

Can I tell ya something?

I am surrounded by wonderful people.

Oh, I'm sure there are some real schmoe's out there, but mostly really great, wonderfully kind, simply good people.  Even people I don't get to see on a daily basis, or yearly for that matter.

My friend Frances is one of those people.  Frances and I went to high school together and were thick as thieves during those years.  As time went by Frances went to college, I moved to New Mexico and various other places.  We would connect when we were in town visiting family at the same time.  Then more time went by, Frances began a life with the man she has loved since high shchool (how cute is that), and I floundered around for a while. 

Enter facebook.  We reconnected via facebook a few years ago, and have been able to keep in touch a little more regularly.  It is so nice to see her adventures on the farm  she lives on, from cow pasture humor, to tractor adventures, easter egg hunts to ceramic arts and the way she loves her family fully.  I do not know how that woman does what she does!  She said I inspired her, no way, she is the inspiring one.  Creative, smart, funny, strong, and kind.  Frances has a redneck husband, and a little redneck in training, who happens to be one of the cutest little guys with wild champagne hair I have ever seen.

The other day I recieved a package in the mail from Frances.  When I opened the lovely package I instantly started crying.  Not big ugly sobs, but tears of happiness.  Inside this box, was a delicately wrapped frog!  A flower frog.

My grandmother always had a frog at the bottom of a vase, and she ALWAYS had fresh cut flowers in the house.  Always.  After she passed away I got 2 of her frogs, and have made a small collection of them ever since.  I don't have fresh flowers as often as I would like to, although my husband does bring flowers home to me pretty often (thank you honey), but when I do I stick them in a frog.

At some point Frances and I had talked about a frog, I guess she remembered my love affair.  I filled it with flowers right away.

And put it on the windowsill above my kitchen sink, where I can see it all day, every day.

love.

 

How to Delight Me

Today was delightful.

 

Sunny and breezy, 66.

Downtown walking.

Book reading.

Coffee drinking.

Friend meeting.

Knee slapping.

Soul searching.

 

 

That was all before noon.

 

This morning after work I met up with a friend. 

Well, I say friend, because the first time we met I instantly knew I liked her.

We’ve never gotten together before outside of large friend and family functions.

Finally we decided to meet for coffee.

I am so glad we did.

A new friend.

Really.

 

Sometimes someone is so kind, bright, and full of life it’s contagious. 

My friend is someone like that.

 

I hope one day I can be that person for someone else.

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Artwork by the amazing Brian Andreas; artistic and storytelling genius of STORYPEOPLE

Another Chance to Get it Right 2011

 



 

 

Happy Christmas!

Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear

Yesterday M- and I along with a couple hundred thousand of our closest friends went to the National Mall, the long beautiful stretch of green space between the capital and Washington Monument, for The Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear. 

We went with the hopes of a beautiful day, a fun event, and maybe, just maybe, something more.  The Rally delivered.  From the best house band around --The Roots, Ozzy, 4 Troops singing a beautiful rendition of the National Anthem, the artist formerly known as Cat Stevens, The Mythbusters, John Legend, Jeff Tweedy, Mavis Staples, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, Kid Rock, Tony Bennett singing 'America the Beautiful', R-2 D-2, Sheryl Crow, Father Guido Sarducci, Anderson Cooper’s Tiny Black T-shirt, and the list goes on, not to mention our hosts Jon Stewart and Steven Colbert.

We weren’t there to say “WE are right, YOU are wrong”.  We were there to say, just because we are different doesn’t mean we can’t respect each other.  To my right stood a couple in their mid seventies, behind us, a young Muslim couple, and around us everything in between, even a robot, Santa Claus, and Elmo were there.  In our little area there were folks from New York, Alaska, Minnesota, Virginia, Maryland and Arkansas.

As much as the media would have you believe the Rally was a total Liberal Love-fest, the Rally wasn’t about partisanship; it was about each demonizing the other.  Yes we will disagree, no we won’t always see eye to eye, but we are in this together, and we are not each others enemies.  It was amazing to be a part of this. I was so proud to be there, to see so many like-minded moderates asking for something often left out of our modern political process—civility, reasonableness, and decency.

--One of the moderate (slightly more liberal than some, but more conservative than others) majority.  JWMG

 

P.S. Thanks National Parks Service and National Park Trust!

 

 

Prizes in the Mail!

Look what came in the mailbox today!  Oh, wait!  Yesterday, but I just got it today.

Is that not the freaking cutest pendant you have ever seen?  And the puppy!  The scarf, his spots...perfect!

Stephanie, you are awesome!

If you haven't already, check out Stephanie's sites...she's funny and writes about her life at Manifest Green, and she is crafty and writes about that too at Black Fawn Art.  She also participates in Art Every Day.  Stop by and send her love!

Working my way out of the Darkness

Slowly, but surely.  Tonight we had a really fun night with too much wine and delicious german fare.  It was so nice to be surrounded by friends that love us and are happy to celebrate with us!  2010 has been challenging, but really, every year since 6th grade has had its own challenges right?

When we came home, I just took a deep look in the mirror and remembered to smile this time.  Maybe it was the wine?  Maybe the company, surely it was remembering what's really important.

Cheers!

There are all kinds of Mamas out There!

If you didn’t know by now, my husband and I don’t have any kids.  We won’t be having any either.  I’m not going to go too far into it, just a combination of biological, emotional, psychological reasons.  Maybe I just wasn’t made to be a mom.  I’m an awesome aunt, godmother, and Dog mom so I’m okay with my situation.

I am lucky enough to know a few of the best moms around:  my younger sister is the lucky mom of two little girls and a son due in about two months, my best friend since 5^th grade K- has 3 girls and my very close friend T- has a son and two daughters.  I think these women are amazing, they work so hard to grow their families, and they each do it in a unique way. 

K- is a SAHM who spends every minute with her girls, they are funny, well rounded and smart.  My sister works full time but makes every minute outside of work special for her girls, they are as different as night and day, but both girls are outgoing, smart and fun.  T-works full time as a child advocate and even after an excruciating day in the office, she is able to make her time with the kids special.  Each of her children is silly, intelligent and attentive.

I think each of these moms knew from the time they were little girls that they would be mamas.  I’m sure of it actually, and as different as each mom is, her idea of her perfect family differs just as much.  I think my sister and K- are pretty well situated according to them, as they are, maybe a change in the future, but for mow, their families are complete.  T- on the other hand is missing a piece of her family, a piece of her heart.  T- always wanted kids, but she also knew that whether or not she had her own biological kids, she wanted to adopt.

T- and her husband are on their way to adopting a child, finding the missing piece of their family.  They would like to adopt a young child from China or maybe Korea.  A couple of months ago T- and her husband asked me if I would write a letter for them, to the adoption agency.  After jokingly hemming and hawing I said, “OF COURSE!”

Soon after I wrote, edited and mailed a letter to Maryland, the home of the adoption agency.  Surprisingly T- called me earlier this week and said the agency told her they never received my letter and the agency contact asked in an email “Does she know how to address an envelope?”  Well, I can assure you I do!  So I emailed her my letter.  My email was returned undeliverable immediately.  I had transposed two of the letters in the e-mail address…maybe I DON”T know how to address a real envelope!  My mistake fixed I re-sent and received delivery confirmation.  So that brings us to today.

I wanted to share a few portions of the letter so you can see what amazing parents T and S already are, and you can think good thoughts as they embark on this exciting, long journey.

Maybe my letter will help you if someone asks to write an adoption reference letter!  There are so many things I wanted to point out, talk about, but I tried to make it concise.

--make it clear from the onset that I am RECOMMENDING they be approved,

--who was I recommending,

--what are they like together,

--what is their home/neighborhood/friends are like,

--how are they with their kids,

--what their kids think about a new br./sister,

-- and again make it clear I am RECOMMENDING they be approved as prospective adoptive parents.

 

Wish them luck!  

I'm hoping by putting this out there lots of people will send good adoption vibes to the C's!

Time with Friends...Just Add Paint

I crossed a mountain and painted a four piece, canvas mural for a special 5 year old this weekend.  5 year olds are fun, they sing, they dance, they talk A LOT, some times they flip-out, but for the most part they smile and flit around like brainy little fairies...well this one did!

She loves all things mermaid and pretty, (read Ariel and pink and purple) and to save her mother's head from exploding by having to look at one more Disney Princess we concocted a lovely little mermaid to watch over her at night.

The colors are cool and refreshing and the canvases are able to be painted over easily when the 5 year old is 9 and not so into mermaids anymore, you know, when she goes goth.

Greensboro, North Carolina

That's where I am today!  What a nice 'little' big, town! the name says it all too, it is so lush and green here!  Hot, don't get me wrong, it's hot, but the grasses and trees are full and still supple.  I'll remember it that way for a long time.

My best friend and her family moved here recently from Florida.  We have known each other since fifth grade.  I moved to Virginia 2 months before school let out for the summer when I was in 5th grade, I was 10.  After the first week at my new school I guess I told my mom about a girl on the bus who lived around the lake that I had talked to.  Next thing I know she sent me out on my bike to ride around the lake and find this girl.

I remember riding around that old lake fuming mad that my mom had MADE ME MAKE A FRIEND.  The nerve of her wanting me to have friends and all.  I arrived at K-'s house, rang the doorbell and with a shaky voice said, " Hi, my name is Jennifer.  My mom sent me over to find out if K- can come out and play." 

"K-" her mom yelled up the stairs, and again "K-, some one is here to see you."  Then bounding down the stairs came the girl who would become my BFF.  We have remained friends ever since.  We have done so much together from playing with Barbies, to learning to drive, from road trips to pubs in NYC, we have always been there for each other.

Over the past 10 years or so our lives have moved in completely opposite directions, geographically and mentally too I guess.  I went from living with her in northern NJ to New Mexico and then back to VA, she married moved to western NJ then Alabama, Florida and now North Carolina.  K- has a busy family of 3 girls and a great husband...I have the great husband, but just 3 dopey dogs to keep me busy.  K- is a stay at home master of all things, I am a full time student and part time caffeine pusher, who has yet to MASTER anything about the home...just peek in my windows one day, you'll see.

Over all of this time, 22 years I'll remind you, we have had our shares of ups and down, mostly ups, just like any other relationship, a friendship has waves.  Usually the downs were some form of me being a bitch...that would be a downer for anyone, you know what I'm talking about.  This visit has cemented what I have long known; we are, and will remain friends till they put one of us in a box.

Hung Out

with some old friends today.

In no particular order...  Madame Mocha Chocha Ya-Ya

Harper Harper Bo Barper, more commonly referred to as Mr. Friendly.

Xavy Baby

Just a regular day 'round here at Chez CD.  My summer classes started last week so today after work, class and the gym (YES--THE GYM!) I have been hunkered down doing homework.  Kinda glad I wasn't missing much outside today.The HEAT has been unreal for the past few days, then on top of it we got a big afternoon thunderstorm.  The pups have been hunkered down in their favorite spots most of the day.  Xav, on our bed wrapped in a blanket like a burrito, Harper, on his dog bed in our room and Mocha napping on top of my feet since I got home.

Simple, quiet, lazy day afternoon. 

Today Was...

A soon-to-be Bride smiling,

A new mother cuddling,

A friends of all ages gathering,

A bright spring flower kinda day.

 

All Work and No Play...

makes me a dull girl!  

Let me take a minute and fill you in on where I've been and what I've been up to!  This semester has been really full! 

Just as I think I am going to fall flat on my face, another assignment comes along!  So basically I am being propped up by books that need to be read, articles that need analyzing, paint that is still drying, labs that need testing and MATH, oh my word the math.  For some reason I thought it would be a good idea to take 2 math classes congruently.  Bad idea.  Now these aren't crazy maths like real people take, these are maths for liberal arts majors, that's more than enough for me!

When I graduated high school a hundred years ago, all of my friends knew what they were going to do, where they wanted to go and who they wanted to be. Yeah, right, I know NOW, none of that matters now for most of them, but at the time it was such a big deal.  I'm sure now that there were other kids like me, who had NO IDEA WHAT THE HELL they were gonna do, I guess they just kept quiet.  But it felt really lonely.

So, I did what I thought I should do, enter college.  All that got me was a couple of failed classes and a hangover.  For me, entering college so unsure of myself made for a pretty miserable combination.

For years I thought, heck, didn't work for me, no biggie.  Then I started to get an itch.  No!  Not that itch, we'll talk about that later.  A yearning for something new, bigger than myself and challenging.  I'll tell you right now, managing how someone pours milk, or cooks a steak has it's days, but no real complexity or value at the end of my day.

For years I talked myself out of going back to school, until the great breakdown of aught eight.  I suddenly couldn't function properly, couldn't get out of bed, work was a disaster and I COULDN'T CONTROL THE CRYING!  Oh lordy the crying!  I went and checked myself in.  I could go home at night, but for weeks the days belonged to a therapist and group.  I felt like I only had one other option, and well, that one is the worst for everyone involved, so I chose to start over instead.

Okay, gotta run and get to class--More to come.

 

Happy New Year!

"We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called 'Opportunity' and its first chapter is New Year’s Day." ~ Edith L. Pierce

 

The last day of December...time to think back on all the days of 2009.  Good days, not so good days and awesome days, we had them all.  Over all 2009 was a great year for us!

• spent time with family and friends in the mountains, at the beach, in the hustle and bustle of the city and in a barn...
• celebrated birthdays...
• cheered at a horse race...
• made things...
• colored with my nieces...
• played with our food...
• high-fived each other on our 2 year wedding anniversary...
• completed 2 full semesters and a summer semester...inching me toward my goal...
• celebrated holidays and everyday with the people we love and who love us...
• made new friends...
• changed jobs...(yay)...
• made art in many forms... 

Thanks for all of the great times, and the support during the not so great times!  Happy new year and best wishes in 2010!

2009 in Pictures from Crafty Dayeseye on Vimeo.

Music by George Harrison, "What is Life"

Today is the 9th Day of Christmas!

Only 3 days to go! 

In honor of 9 ladies dancing, the dogs got dressed up in their finest winter gear!  These photos are dedicated to my friend K- from San Francisco...by way of Atlanta for the holidays!

There may have been biscuits involved in these pictures.

9 days til Christmas!

Our Christmas cards go out tomorrow! Loving that wind-blown look, it's okay, it was a great day and that's really why I picked this picture.  Plus, had to have the furbabies participate in the Christmas fun!

Proud Aunt to My Nieces

“Only an Aunt can give hugs like a mother, can keep secrets like a sister, and share love like a friend.”
~ Spanish Proverb 

I spent the afternoon with my sister and her two little girls.  They are smiley, funny, bouncy, adorable, smart, kind, outgoing and full of all that other good girl stuff, sugar, spice...you get the picture.

M- is independent, inquisitive and abounds with energy...at all times.  Arms flailing, legs jumping, head bopping and booty shakin' is in her blood.

B- is reserved, smiley and cuddles like a koala.  She's a real momma's girl, but is happy to snuggle, nuzzle and cuddle once she gets to know you.

M- counted all 9 legs of a octopus for me today... "one, two, three, four, five, seven, eight, nine!"  apparently she has an aversion to the number six, as well as ponytails, after about 2 hours; as you can tell in her Cosmo Kramer hairdo by the end of the day.

We lunched, walked, laughed and narrowly avoided getting run over by the Holiday Train that was riding around the shopping center, by a mad man with the beard of Santa! 

A Very Scooby Doo Halloween!

Classic Halloween mystery for Scooby and friends today!

When Scooby and the gang meet a famous designer by the name of Christoff Gut, he invites them to his village to view the leaves and their many colors. However, when they arrive, they find that a school administrators' ghost is haunting the village and that it is an ancestor of Christoff's. Along the way, while investigating the mystery, Scooby and the gang meet the local eco-goth rock band, the Ruther Glenns, and with their help, they eventually find that there's more to this mystery than it meets the eye. When they learn that Christoff has teamed up with his ancestor to seek revenge on the citizens of the village, they must work with the villagers to stop Christoff and the ghost.

Alright, so maybe it wasn't sooooo dramatic, but you know what I mean!

M- was dressed as Daphne, and L- was dressed as Shaggy. Scooby Doo even made an appearance!  Scooby was a hit!  EVERY KID on the block wanted to talk to him, and help him solve the latest mystery...  too funny.

Crafty Dayeseye at Market in the Park

Saturday I, along with my mom and a friend did a craft show.  My first one ever.  It was GREAT!  The weather was amazing, the crowds were big and full of really nice people.  The response was really good too.  Thanks for all the support from everyone who stopped by the Crafty Dayeseye booth.  I'm really looking forward to doing another one soon!

I knew the weeks leading up to the show would be tough, but I never expected as much school work to be piled on at the same time.  Whoa, what a few weeks.  I am glad to have some time to relax now, for a bit at least.






I didn't get a good picture of the whole booth after we had set everything up, so this one above (before we adjusted the table cloths and moved the boxes) will have to do for now!  Soon I will have a full color, amazing banner, instead of the cruddy b&w one I used.  Hey, it was better than nothing, not much better, but better.

We had button flowers/bouquets, great bags my friend J made, and beautiful baby slings from my sister at Saffron Slings.

I didn't sell out of flowers, like I had hoped to.  But, got a good idea of what people are looking for, and had enough to last all day, which was a plus.  I was worried that one of two things would happen...1.  No one would want ANYTHING, or 2.  People would want, but I wouldn't have enough inventory.  Luckily  neither of the two happened, and I hit a happy medium.  Next time I will have more hand cut paper flower stems, as it seemed everyone wanted at least one in their bundles.

Okay!  Off to class in a bit!

Dog Show

So, I've never been to a dog show before today.  L- a friend of mine has 13 dogs, some Scottish Deerhounds and some Whippets.  She LOVES, breeds, trains, and shows them.  They are more than just dogs, they really are her family....and of   course her dear husband N-. 

The two dogs she showed today were Serena and Blaze.

You can find more about these beautiful girls, and their family lines here, Altnamara's Deerhounds, as well as check out L-'s creative endeavors!

Sleepy Time

Well, it is about 6:15 p here and I have to be up at 1:45a for dog walking and to go to work tomorrow morning.  That being said I wanted to put a picture of the finished mobile I made for C up.  I finished it yesterday and she picked it up this morning.  She really seemed to like it, and I enjoyed making it as well. 
Okay so this is a photo my father In law took.  Thanks R.  I didn't get the chance to take another photo so,  I tried to photo shop the surrounding bits out so now it looks funky, but hopefully you get the gist.

The mobile consists of Filament, beads, large sequins, quilted fish, ribbon and tulle bubbles, or jelly fish like bubbly things.  All in all, it has a very floaty, water like feel.

Well, I am so out of it!  Off to bed.  I should be normal tomorrow after work and a nap.  Yes, I am already planning a nap.

Back to ME!

So I have been so sick lately., First my awful wisdom teeth, TMJ incident and then just plain rotten feeling!  This morning is the first time in days that I have woken up and felt like a human being instead of some yucky sewer troll!

Enough about that.  I did have one day of fun during all of this.  I spent the afternoon with my friend J-.  She and I have a great time together.  We both enjoy sewing, making, doing, and together it is double the fun. 

I wanted to try and make a glass pendant from microscope slide style glass.  I got all of the materials together and thought I was good to go when I realized  I was missing the copper foil tape for the edges.  I went to every big box home style store that you can think of, yup even that one!  Finally, I found a great little stained glass shop that sells supplies as well as beautiful art work.  The shop is about 30 minutes away from the house with all the traffic, but it was well worth the the trip.  The shop owner was super helpful and friendly.

With supplies in hand I met up with J- and she and I played with glass for hours.  We made a couple of pendants out of stained glass bits I picked up at the shop, and kinda taught ourselves how to use a soldering iron--way too much fun! 

2 days later I made a couple of microscope pendants for my mom and my sister.  I made a collage with my niece 's picture then scanned it into the computer and then had them printed professionally.  I've made a couple other collages, and scanned them too, I would like to make a collage and actually put it in between the glass, but right now I have my reservations, I guess I just need to try and do it!

Last night my mom told me about a breast cancer fund raiser she and some of the nurses are doing for the Susan G Komen-Race for the Cure.  She liked the pendant I gave her so much, she wants me to make some to sell at the hospital yard sale for the team she is on. 

                 Here is the first mock up of "Touch your Boobies" >> now, now, thats to promote breast self exams, and nothing else.   

it is paper cut-outs from all sorts of collage sheets scanned in the computer, and saved as of now.
Any and all the money will go to SGK.