Happy 12th to my oldest AAAANNNDDDD Another Finish!

Happy 12th to my oldest AAAANNNDDDD Another Finish!

Today, my “baby” is 12 years old. I am out of my mind right now. 12 years ago on January 14th, 2002 my oldest son was born. All 8lbs 9oz of him. And today? He’s looks almost like a grown man. 5’6″, 150+lbs, mustache and beginning beard. I cannot believe this. My baby, who still calls me mommy, and  who is one of my best friends, is almost a teenager. I cannot believe this. It’s unfathomable. The way time passes is something I cannot comprehend. 🙁 I hope his day was wonderful and can’t wait for our entire family to gather for his (along with his sister and his cousin – three b-days in one week!) birthday party this weekend! And, in other news: After 14/15 years as a WIP to UFO to WIP to storage to WIP I finished “May Your Days”! I am so happy, and it looks even better than I imagined, even better than the little example photo shows on the package. Can’t wait to frame this. This is most definitely going somewhere in my home. There is so much emotion, time and history tied to this piece I could never give it away. This is literally the first “large” piece I worked on after graduated from little ornament sized items. I started this piece when I was 16 years old. Nearly 15 years ago now. At the time I lived in a group home with roughly 13/14 other kids from ages 11-17. Some were foster kids. Some were kids released to the group home after criminal activity. Some, like me, we just not having...
What a long weekend!

What a long weekend!

Finished the hippo bib yesterday! So happy.   I did make a few mistakes, but I know the person I am giving it too probably will not notice. For one, the blue bird on the top of the monkey’s head is supposed to have a lighter belly. I was engrossed in some TV show when I did that and didn’t realize until the next day that I messed it up. Also, the monkey’s mouth is supposed to be backstitched in 1 strand, and I used two. The last white stripe using the stem stitch also started out rocky because I was once again distracted. But, all in all it looks great. Can’t wait to attach some backing to it and put it away. I immediately jumped into the “May all of your days” WIP for my turtle trot. Just tried taking a photo of my progress, but of course my lame phone has to die. I’ve gotten half of the umbrella finished now – the lighter color, just started the darker blue for the umbrella. After that onto the roses and the backstitching. Can’t believe I have drug this kit around with me for over 15 years, and never finished it! Amazing. We did end up taking the drive over to my friends house for her birthday shindig. Had a ton of fun. We stayed a bit longer than we wanted to, but it was worth it! Although I was exhausted today. I broke my New Years resolution and purchased some more cross stitch-y stuff. But I have an excuse! JoAnn’s had an Ottlite set for only $99! For...

I thought weekends were for relaxing?

I feel like I have so much stuff to do, and I don’t know where to start. I don’t even know if I really have that much to do, I just can’t escape this feeling. We are supposed to go to my friend’s birthday part tonight. Blah. I want to go, don’t get me wrong, but it’s over an hour away and doesn’t start until late in the evening. My husband also tells me the roads are still icy, even though it got all the way up to 40 degrees (so far) today. Also, I don’t want to get around all my friends who smoke and feel tempted to do so as well. We will see. I still need to get to the craft stores at some point this weekend. Maybe tomorrow morning! Billy says he is hoping to be home by 4pm. I want to finish my bib, work on this site and pick up the house a bit. I really need to edit my posts pages to have a sidebar. The full width design is cool and all, but I want a sidebar to contain links, photos and some other info instead of this giant full width pages. Last night I got SO much done on the hippo bib. My daughter was modeling for me this morning 🙂 Just a few more lines of the green grass at the bottom and I’ll be finished! I stitched so much last night with that horrible needle that came with the kit that I manage to rub my ring finger raw as well as the tip of my right thumb....

Another snow day…

Boy, do these kids have it easy these days. Two out of the four school-aged kids had off today because of an unexpected bit of snow we got last night. Weathermen called for a “dusting”, but of course we woke up to about a good 4 inches. My youngest and oldest (that are in school) had a two hour delay. The other two had ANOTHER day off. I mean they just had off Tuesday because it was “too cold”(!!) and then a two hour delay on Weds (also due to the cold. And now today – and the roads were just fine by the time the two hour delay was up. Oh well. Spent most of the day working on finishing this website that need a video carousel, photo slideshow and a ton of content. Blah. Then worked on a bunch of Internet Explorer bugs. My arm is killing me. It’s been rubbing on the edge of my desk for a few hours now. I need to make some sort of cushion or something to prevent this. Day four and still no smoking. I’m so proud of myself. The ultimate test was last night when me and Billy went out to dinner and had some drinks – and I, of course, had a fleeting urge to smoke – but I didn’t! Kind of empowering. Had a delicious Portabella Burger last night. The food was excellent and it was open mic night so we got to hear some pretty talented “normal” folks. We ended up at the race track by the end of the night and played the machines for...
Time is moving so slow

Time is moving so slow

I quit smoking Monday night. About 11:30pm I smoked my last two cigarettes, and then went to bed. I haven’t smoked since, not even smoking me e-cigs. I think about it often, but I’ve managed to not get TOO anxious, and haven’t failed yet. I’m pretty hopeful. But, it seems suddenly time is moving SO slow. I wonder if it’s because I’m not taking smoke breaks anymore, or if this is a side-effect of withdrawal or what. As a reward I asked the hubby to bring me home one of those new dollar menu burgers from Burger King. He brought home two. I was seriously disappointed. I ate the Rodeo burger last night and basically it was a teeny, tiny patty smother in BBQ sauce. No cheese. And the burger was so small! I was basically eating a BBQ sauce sandwich. Gross. Today, I heated up the other burger he got me. The “fry” burger. Again, seriously disappointed. Look at this mess: Ok, so first of all there were THREE fries on this burger. No cheese. And it was sloppy! No good. Burger King, you need to up your game! I could go to McDonald’s get a dollar CHEESEBURGER and a dollar fries and make something way better looking than that. I’m just saying! Anyway, I’m taking a quick break from work. I got a bit more of the bib done last night. Almost finished with his big nose. Can’t wait to move on to something else. I’m bored of this (even though I love the colors), and I keep managing to poke myself. You would think after all...
Cross Stitch “Turtle Trot” Stitch-a-Long 2014

Cross Stitch “Turtle Trot” Stitch-a-Long 2014

A lot of people don’t know that aside from being an extremely busy mom, and super overwhelmed web developer (and occasional designer) – I am pretty into cross stitching. Well, into lots of crafty things, but mostly cross stitch and occasionally quilting. I’m also a total video game freak, but that’s a whole different discussion. So, I saw this cool premise on another blog where you post photos of your old WIPs/UFOs (they said 10, but I only have 7 WIPs, but I’m sure I’ll be starting plenty as the year goes by) and then once a month you post your progress on those projects. It’s called a Turtle Trot, aptly named methinks. Last year I only had 3 finishes (not counting some silly small ornaments). And the ones I finished weren’t that impressive. Basically I spent the summer working on them, and by the summer I mean a portion of July and August, and then got super busy again and dropped all my projects. Another major reason for my lack of stitching is for quite a while I was having serious pain in my wrists/thumbs from too much repetitive motion between the stitching and the typing I do all day. But, all that aside – I’ve decided this will be a great way to keep progress of my stitching, finishing projects – and to get me back into blogging again. I typically blog in my livejournal (started in 2002), but I’m SO over that service (or lack thereof). So, I decided I should utilize my personal domain for something other than collecting virtual dust! So, I’ll be honest...

Treehouse of Whores

I had to spend the better part of an hour yesterday teaching my four and six year olds how to pronounce “horror”. Riding home from a delicious dinner at a local Chinese buffet (no, seriously, the food is really good there!), I hear my kids chatting away in the back, when suddenly I hear “whores” repeated over and over and over again. “Guys, stop, that’s a bad word,” I yell at them. “What? It’s on The Simpsons,” six year old Winter tells me. Oh. Treehouse of Horrors… OK! I did think it was quite an early age from my kids to be going on about whores… “Treehouse of HOR-ROARS you mean,” I reply. “That’s what we said, duh,” from four year old Isaiah. Hmm. Husband chimes in and tries to get them to pronounce it “HAR-ROARS”, so no confusion may happen should this topic come up again in public. I try to explain to him that teaching them to pronounce something incorrect to fix and incorrect pronunciation doesn’t really work… and probably will confuse all of us in the long run. Ah, I always have to have it my way, don’t I? Kids give it a brief try, then proceed to ignore us and once again and I’m learning all about the “Treehouse of Whores“. I don’t know, I kind of like it. Many giggles were had last night.  Many...

Regrets

So, I was always one to claim I lived a life with “no regrets”. I was full of shit. And, at this point I’d call out anyone who said they didn’t regret at least one thing in their entire life. There are always regrets. Missed opportunities and bad choices being the top contenders. I have regrets, many of them. Some are small, some are very large. That being said – I don’t live with a heart full of regret and sadness. I don’t focus on my bad decisions every day. When an opportunity comes along that I cannot take because of a bad choice made in my younger years it hits me in the face full force once again. I move on, keep plugging along knowing I can’t change the past. I’ll probably make more mistakes in the future and accrue some more regrets but I will learn from them and hopefully grow wiser, more patient and become a better person in the...

Staying Sane Freelancing From Home

I’m not just a web developer, coding away my day, even though that’s technically what pays my bills. I’m also a full-time mom, chef, maid, laundress, private children’s entertainer, repair woman, nurse, chauffer and so much more. There were days when I didn’t have a minute to take a deep breath. I turned into a giant ball of stress and anxiety, driving my husband batshit crazy and causing myself even more stress making it impossible to relax. After a mild breakdown that involved tears, yelling and many grey hairs I have found a way to break out of the montony of code, vacuuming and changing diapers though that have seemed to calm my stress levels down… Time outs for ME.  Yes, those very things every parenting magazine, blog and newsletter recommend are what I have finally understood the importance of. And not just for child-rearing. For work. Working at home is hard. Really hard. It’s hard doing it on your own, but amplified even more so when you juggling two full time jobs at the same time. Working at home you often forget to take breaks because your work is always there, just one computer screen or [insert your own work at home tasks here] away. Sitting down to check your email can very likely roll into a two hour work session. Typically my day went something like this: 7am – Wake up! (Or, in my case – first alarm)  7:10am – alarm again 7:20am – alarm (ok, you get the idea. This happens until 7:40, when I jump out of bed and in a mad dash wake up my...