Saturday, September 27, 2008

Got a (BIG) Package in the Mail...

It Said MODA on it. I knew what that meant. To say I was excited to open the box is a gross understatement...the suspense was intense as I attempted to tear through the tape with my fingers...because my long awaited "Soire'e" fabric cuts had arrived! There are butterflies in one's stomach when this happens...beyond anything I've yet experienced. Words can't describe it.

Days have gone by, since then, filled with incessant cutting and sewing in a frantic attempt to get market samples ready, and pattern cover photos taken and sent off before the deadlines. Finally I realized I hadn't paused long enough to take some pictures! So this morning I ran to find my camera... and took one... just one, before my battery died. Of course my battery died. So here is the lonesome, light dappled, not so great photo of part of one colorway. That's all I've got right now, so it will have to do, until tomorrow! Not that it really matters to anyone but me!

(I've got to say it, This is really fun!) But my kitchen...well, you know!




SUNDAY UPDATE...The other colorway.



And Here's a shot of the RETRO "GROOVY" BAG, all ready for it's market debut!


Thursday, September 25, 2008

Now THIS makes me smile!


I read the comments, on my preceeding post, and I see that there are some folks who clearly don't agree with my post. That's o.k. and if I deleted those, I would be doing the opposite of what I'm trying to do. So they are there, and I actually agree with some of the points. I am not attacking anyone, let's just make that clear. I am not attacking any particular blog. I am not going to expose anyone as a fake but myself, which is what I'm talking about here. I just want to portray the real me, I just want you to know I'm human. That's it. Now I may not tell you ALL my faults, I mean who wants to hear that laundry list. But I guess I just want to be a little more of the person that I am, and not try to make anyone feel alienated by me. Is that so wrong?? I'm not trying to bring anyone else down...so don't feel attacked by me! I love to look at pretty blogs too! I just don't like the self- indulgence that I sometimes see. That's MY problem, not theirs. I see that. I know I'm insecure at times. I try not to compare myself. Most of the time I succeed. Sometimes I fail. I'm human. Did I already say that?

I love you guys, all of you!

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Revised "mad Post"

Oh, Hi! Good morning!
I just love waking up to a sparkling clean kitchen, don't you? It just starts my day off right. A fresh, clean slate to inspire my cooking creativity! (ha! that's funny. Cooking creativity.)


And I love how all my kids clean up after themselves, never leaving out a dirty dish. They are so well trained! Oh, there's more!

My sewing/laundry room? It has always been so well organized. I never leave it a mess.

(BEFORE):


OOPS!( How did this picture get in here?)
Yes, this is the same room, but a broader view, AFTER. Well, DURING, because it's not over yet.


O.K. so I decided to pull the last post I did, because, well it was a little FRANK. I decided it was too frank, and I didn't want to sound angry or bitter, which is how it sorta sounded. So, I deleted it. But then I got a couple of emails from a couple of people who actually read it in the 5 minutes it was up, and they agreed with me. Which made me think maybe I was a bit hasty in pulling it. So now I feel I should maybe rethink it, and maybe re-write it, and put it back up here, just to see what more people might think.

It's like this: I have noticed that after surfing "Blogworld" for awhile, and reading all those beautiful, glossy, perfectly put together blogs, I am sometimes feeling a bit depressed. I feel a little "lame" for lack of a better term. Like I'm just not as talented, amazing, brilliant, masterful, awesome, adored, pulled-together, or popular as all those other people in similar lines of work as me. I look at all the chaos in my world, and I tend to assume, from the facade that is presented, that no one else is like me. That everyone else out there is so much more able to "do it all" than I am.
But then I stop, and I think, Wait a second. This is BLOGWORLD. one can simply edit out all the not so perfect stuff, and present a lovely (somewhat phoney) picture to the world. No one knows you are posting in your underwear, with no makeup on, after three nights of little or no sleep. No one sees your kitchen, or your dirty laundry, your unmade bed. No one smells your breath, or knows that you haven't showered in days, or that your kids haven't eaten a home-cooked meal in a week. It's like editing a poor photo. You crop, you blur, you take out stray hairs and zits, you give yourself a tan, maybe whiten the teeth, whatever it takes to present the best possible version of yourself.

"Wow. You say that as if you know"...you say.
Yes, I do. And I also know that it's a big fat lie. I'm ready to show some of my reality , and it's not going to be pretty. There might be some photos that could truly scare you. You may not even like me anymore, if you ever did, when you see what I've got. ( I think it's actually going to be a lot of fun!:)

Anyone want to join me?...

Well...In fact, one of my "mad post" readers is going to host a contest where you can enter and expose some of your own reality to the "Blogworld", and possibly win a great prize! I'm going to make something to give away, as well as give away some of my patterns, and don't think I won't be entering myself, with some great photos of my own.

UPDATE: The reader mentioned above has decided not to host the "
reality" contest, in favor of a more pleasant topic: How blessed we all are! I love the idea, and I'm going to enter! You should too! I'll keep you posted.


Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Troy's First Day at School!


Hooray for Kindergarten!
My 5 year old son Troy has officially started school, and his mom couldn't be happier! (for him too!) His first day wasn't today, but this is when I finally got around to posting about it!
You know how long it has been since I didn't have a preschool- age child at home with me? Twenty seven years! I am soooo ready for this! Although, I must admit that kindergarten does not exactly give a person much of a time frame to work with. I feel like I drop him off, come home, clean up the house from the morning disasters, get in the shower, and go back and pick him up! I barely have time to do anything at all, and it's time to go back. But, I shant complain, because this is heavenly compared to what I've had forever. Finally at 47 I'm beginning to see light at the end of the tunnel!

Here's a couple pics from his first day... d'ya think he needs a hair cut??? Brittney, where are you?