One hour project: taggie/ sensory blanket

31 Jul

For my 30th birthday, there is no gift that anyone could ever possibly get me that would come anywhere near the gift that my best friend got me: she made me a person!

Of course she didn’t do it for me, but the day before my birthday, July 25, my best friend in the whole world gave birth to a little girl. So of course, that just means that I have one more person to lavish handmade gifts upon.
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Hobbies are nice.

23 Jul

Thanks to Pinterest, I’ve discovered yarn wreaths, which have seem to be a great mix of old lady craft fair staleness and whimsical decoration of endless possibilities. My first one was a mash up of some I had seen on Etsy, and came out pretty freaking awesome.
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But one is never enough. I decided to do two more: one Rays themed one, and of course a Gator themed one. Tonight, I completed the Rays wreath!
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Unplanned mini-makeover

16 Jul

Earlier this month, tropical storm Debby beat the living hell out of the Tampa Bay area. We were thankfully in sunny (yet smokey) Colorado, so we didn’t have to suffer through the loss of power and inability to leave our house. However, a downed power line and faulty repair sent a surge to our house that fried a number of our appliances: the oven, microwave, dishwasher, and dryer. Since we had to purchase new appliances, I decided it might be time for a little facelift for some of the rooms, starting with the laundry!

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Unplanned mini-makeover

16 Jul

Earlier this month, tropical storm Debby beat the living hell out of the Tampa Bay area. We were thankfully in sunny (yet smokey) Colorado, so we didn’t have to suffer through the loss of power and inability to leave our house. However, a downed power line and faulty repair sent a surge to our house that fried a number of our appliances: the oven, microwave, dishwasher, and dryer. Since we had to purchase new appliances, I decided it might be time for a little facelift for some of the rooms, starting with the laundry!

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For My Daughter

4 Jun

I recently had my first child, a girl we named Bronwyn.  As she gets older I find myself worrying about her a lot.  Not the standard worries about dropping her, or trying to eat the electrical socket, or not liking vegetables.

I worry that she will be self-concious.  I worry that someday a man or woman will make her feel useless and stupid.  I worry that she will spend years fretting over her weight, her skin, her hair.

I look at every part of her and I analyze it for me.  I think “oh, she has my knees,” and I apologize to her for that.   I apologize for giving her my very fine hair.  I pray for her father’s metabolism.

But in doing these things, I am reinforcing exactly the things I don’t want for her.  I don’t want her her to think that any of these things are a detriment.  I want her to know that she is strong and beautiful no matter what her knees look like or whether or not she is thin.  As much as I pride myself on my self-confidence, my concerns over her future insecurities tells me that I am still insecure, and I still need work if I am going to raise someone who is as sure of herself as I pretend to be.

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4 Jun

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Rethinking Goals, Editing Dreams

19 Nov

As you get older, you find yourself negotiating with the plans that you had previously thought were non-negotiable.  Your plans become suggestions, and then forgotten ideas.

I decided that I would not let that happen to me.  However, I would have to rethink some of my milestones.  For example, suddenly a PhD in English seems unobtainable.  Florida schools are notorious for not wanting to admit students who have BA’s from other Florida schools, and at this stage of my life, moving out of state is simply not feasable.  So I set my sights on a different discipline.

Then came the book.  It’s been finished for nearly 3 years now.  I’ve recieved somewhere in the realm of 10 rejections from agents.  Yes, I know vampires are last week’s news.  But I don’t care.  I believe in my work, and I will get it out there.

So what do you do?  Do you turn to a vanity publisher? (No).  Do you Self Publish? (Maybe).  Do you hold out hope that some agent will realize that you’re brilliant and offer to push your book?  (Yes?).

Self-publishing is a brobdingnagian affair that is exhausting just to read about.  An editor has been hired; next, I just need someone to hold my hand through the next few steps.  Or an agent to sweep me off my feet.

I’ll take either right about now.