I have 5 seconds to create a blog post. Really it feels like that recently.
I am the little red caboose. Chant with me, y'all. I think I can...
*edit* (i meant Little Engine That Could of course. Duh. That's what I get for running on empty).
Janey pants Carter bought us tickets to Secret Agent 23 Skidoo at The Orange Peel & it was ahhhhsome! So much fun. Ruby was pretty petrified & clinging to me like a tree monkey but she got into it & by the end she was bopping her little baby head along to the beat with all the other cool kids.
wave your hands in the aaa-ir, if youse a true plaaayerr.
Also, I'm still in the midst of the personalized ornament season. It feels like everybody & their mom wants one- which is SO great but then I have to actually do it. They are all hand painted by me with multiple stages of drying times- then ribbon- then wrapping- then shipping- double checking orders- answering email inquiries- creating private listings- making sure I have enough tissue paper/boxes/ornaments/ribbon/paint/mailing labels.....
I feel crazy!
This is was a custom order for Robin Mehler. Sweet tweeters.
this one was a part of a group that I sent to Kelby Carr. It's her husband's twitter username (who also happens to have won the "Most Wanted to see naked" tweep in Asheville award- or something like that- so he's like, super important).
I love the way it turned out.
& here is a various assortment of orders. My little "babies" are all sent out into the world to hang on trees & bring smiles & Christmas cheer.
Ok, I'm about to pass the eff out. I have to babysit in the morning & I still have to pack stuff up for Ruby to take naps & everything at their house. A mother's work really really is never ever done.
But I am committed to this blog dammit & I am happy that I just squeezed out a post! Woo!
I will leave you with this quote that is often used but says a lot if you let it:
"Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined." -Thoreau
are you doing that? God has big plans for you. Don't you forget it.