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 a smooth time growing into their families – along with getting mixed up with the wrong crowd and associated with a bit more trouble than normal. It wasn’t a punishment, it was a structured therapeutic environment that I owe a lot to.
I’m not going to lie, I got a lot of sideways glances at first. But, more than anything the other kids in the house reacted with pure curiosity and general interest in what I was doing. I have to admire my 16 year old self. Despite a lot of things going on around me, I stayed true to myself. I was not embarrassed to cart around this little kit and work on it among kids around me who could have made my life hell for being such a geek. 😀
Anyway, without further ado the finished piece:
I’m so proud of myself. I started Saturday evening and finished around 11:30/45pm tonight. I think I was able to put in an average of 3/4 hours each night!
Here’s a comparison of when I started, midway, and finished!
And my homemade (almost always) dinner for the evening was a baked pasted with garlic butter sauce and cheese (with a side of broccoli)! Was delish. Although next time I would make about 1/4 to 1/2 cup more of my sauce, and about 1/4 cup more pasta. I’d also bake it on a lower rack on a lower temp. I was just so hungry tonight 😀
In other news, I managed to stab myself not once, but two times beneath my thumbnail on my left hand while finishing “May All Your Days”. Not sure if it was rushing, anticipation or pure distraction in this case. Also not sure if I’d rather shove a blunt needle under my nail OR get stabbed to the bone with a normal needle. Both are an equally scary thought, and plenty hurtful. Need more time to contemplate.
And finally… my last Diamond Candle has still yet to produce a ring. All together since December 2013 I’ve purchased eight candles. Four for myself (Banana Bread, Desire, Cupcake and Watermelon Wedge) and four for my family (Banana Bread, Apple Slice, Summers Something… ( blue candle) and It’s a Girl). I’m completely documenting this last candle’s progress due to the lack of a ring. Hopefully it’s something like their site says in the FAQ and the ring has somehow floated to the bottom, or it’s somewhere else within the candle. This is the Watermelon Wedge Candle – which otherwise has my FAAAAVORITE scent (aside from Desire!!)