For as long as I can remember, I have loved polka dots. I guess they give me a nostalgic feeling, and make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside! I'm not sure why, but they crop up alot in my sets. They go with everything, and just work, ya know?!?
My latest set is aptly called Polka Dot Princess...
You can find it here
As usual Monica's pictures are beautiful! This my favorite.
Happy Monday!
P.S. Thanks Amy for your blog help!
Monkeys, monkeys, monkeys...it seems they are everywhere! I must confess though, I have never really loved them, but after my girls were born, I found myself liking, even loving things, that wouldn't even have given me a giggle, in my life "before kids."
Big purple dinosaurs, a singing group of grown men wearing different colored shirts, and a little "explorer" girl whose best friend is, you guessed it, a boot wearing monkey. My point being, that monkeys have slowly grown on me over the last few years, and though I may not looove them, I find them cute, and highly enjoyable!!
That buildup, brings me to share my latest set...I call it Tropical Princess, Monkey Princess doesn't quite have the same ring to it, but hey, you get my drift!
I wish I could figure out how to link the picture to my auction listing..!
If you want to a peek at the auction, click on the VendeMia auction link on the side of this blog. If you love monkeys, or just like them alot, you'll find some fun monkey stuff listed.
I must say, I do love Monica's pictures. The girl has some serious skills. This is my favorite from this shoot.
Happy Tuesday!
Not too much going on around here lately...in a good way! Things have been pretty quiet, the girls are happy, and the weather's been nice and warm...and my sewing machine's been workin' overtime!
This is my latest set.
I love these fabrics, and all the bright colors...I may just be the only one though, LOL!
I also love Monica's pictures! Man, they are so gorgeous!
Here is another one of my favorites from this shoot...
Happy Monday!
My brother and sister-in-law live in Arizona, and I have been promising, since they moved there about three years ago, to go down for a visit. The logistics of going on a five and half hour (which really took us seven hours, stops and all) car trip with the girls, was something tricky that required some serious planning.
Oscar took some time off from work, the same week as Sabrina's spring break and we headed to the Grand Canyon State for a quick getaway. We stayed at the most rockin' place called the Kierland Resort and Spa, and had a blast. The resort is in North Scottsdale, a super nice suburb, a few miles outside of Phoenix.
I am not the best photographer (not even close), but nevertheless, snapped a few pictures along the way.
Sabrina, in the hotel courtyard, steps away from the golfcourse.
Oscar
Chloe
Me and Sabrina
Already thinking about the next trip!
I love my husband. He is the coolest...but I'm not one to sing his praises from the highest mountain to anyone who will listen. I usually find myself a tad annoyed when I am subjected (or when I subject myself) to women who openly gush about how great their man is. I mean, mine is great too, but well, you know...
That may sound harsh, though I don't mean it to, it's just a thing I have.
OK, that being said, I am about to become one of those annoying husband praising women!! Oscar is pretty handy around the house, and I always just assume he can do everything, well because, he can. Lighting project? He can do it. Plumbing issue? No problem. Re-tiling the bathroom floor, piece of cake. The thing is, that for the last few years, his workload has become increasingly large, and the time for household projects has become less and less. Where I am going with this?? Oh...the husband praising! Almost there.
We live in a tiny house, about 1150 square feet. With two kids, and all of our stuff it can get crazy cramped, but I have become a master as utilizing every inch of unused space. I have my sewing "studio" and I use that word loosely, set up in my dining room. With no storage, I have stuff everywhere, fabric, patterns, thread scissors etc. It kinda takes over. About two weeks ago, I was at Ikea, shopping for who knows what, when I got the brilliant idea, to use the wall space above my sewing station for some much needed storage. Oscar is very particular, and when I called him from the store, he agreed it was a good idea, but insisted he be the one to tackle the project. Wondering when he would find the time, I resigned myself to a storage-less existence for a while longer.
Fast forward to the point of this long winded post. My awesome, wonderfully handy and hardworking husband, completed this project for me over the weekend! I wish I had a picture of the space before...oh well, just picture a blank, painted blue wall.
My Muse (j/k but he sure makes me smile)
I am thrilled with the storage, and have vowed to try and stay organized. The pictures I snapped this morning, are not that great, and it is not very neat, as I am working on some things, at the moment, but I am so happy with my space, and my man.
OK, husband gushing is officially over.
Ok...I know I haven't posted anything since November. What is my problem? I really am not sure, but I aim to reform (again) and change my inconsistent blogging ways. I have had lots of blog-worthy moments since November, but have not kept up with posting. Ugh, what's a girl to do? Any-hoo, it's all water under the virtual bridge now.
What's with the squirrel you might ask? On New Years Day, Oscar, the girls and I spent a lovely morning at one of the local parks near our house. We were minding our own beeswax, enjoying a bag Cheetos, when Sabrina spotted a tiny squirrel, not too far away from where we were sitting. The crazy thing was that the squirrel, kept inching closer and closer to us, or possibly to the Cheetos. I was kinda worried, since squirrels, though cute, are still wild rodents, but we stayed put, and continued to crunch away.
After several minutes of squirrel watching, Sabrina, pipes up and says to Oscar, "Daddy, I think the squirrel wants your Cheeto." I quickly told her that squirrels don't like Cheetos, but she persisted, and Oscar, being a big softy for both of the girls, proceeded to put the Cheeto in his hand, to see if the squirrel was interested. Lo and behold, well...you see the picture. The squirrel ate not one, but like five of those darn things! Luckily, no rabies shots were required, after this Cheeto love-fest.
