best dress treasury

I made a treasury this morning that inspire me to write a little poem. It’s nothing special just a little something I write down really fast.

it was getting late when she made up her mind

she put on her best dress

she hadn’t worn it is quite a long time

left her ring the kitchen table

next to the flowers she had bought for herself

and walked out the door

who knows when she’d be coming back

if ever at all

Thanks for reading <3

working hard, or hardly working?

I've been working my little fingers off, or should i say burning, to get items together for the grand opening of my etsy shop. I'm very excited about this whole proccess and I hope I'm not jumping the gun on this one but here is a preview on what I've been working on:





for more goodies please check out my flickr photostream here: fluttermind

new do.....

In honor of the fact that I got an amazing new hair check I decided to make a list of things I am going to change in my life to make it better. I feel like there is a new beginning happening for me and I intend on taking it full force in the face. I want to make changes in myself for the better not only for me but for my family.

So here goes in no particular order:

• I will stop treating my husband like a room mate and start acting more like a wife and realize that it’s okay to not be that serious all the time.


• I will play with my daughter as much as I can but realize that it’s okay to pause and get some important stuff done and not feel bad about it.


• I will get along with the dog because after all he’s just looking out for me and the family.


• I will take more pictures, not just to remember times gone past but because I love doing it.


• I will start a shop on etsy.com and it will be amazing even if I don’t selling 10,000 items I’ll be doing something I love to do.


• I will continue blogging, because writing makes my day that much better.


• I will paint more, just because I can.


• I will make more treasuries on etsy.com because I wont to, and make it onto the front page a couple of times doesn’t feel too bad either.


• I will step anyway from facebook, blogger, and etsy forums, and actually do work.


• I will just be happy with who I am, because it’s really not that bad to be me.


• I will dance for no reason………. except for being cheesy.....
  

Here is a little collage I made myself to remember this stuff by…

inspirations

If you haven’t noticed I adore www.etsy.com! I can’t help myself; the artists and crafter on that site are amazing! I would like to share one that I admire. mkendall. is an amazing photographer, and one I the first shops I saw on Etsy. Her photography is very fairytale like; she even has a book called “Dreamland” that completely fits her style.



Another reason why I can’t get enough of her work is that it’s often photos of very common items but in a different way or a different light that you wouldn’t be expecting!

She has such interesting techniques that often look like beautiful mistake!

So, if you haven’t stopped by her shop please do! You won’t regret it! I also love her blog; polaroidcupcake, you just can’t go wrong with mkendall.

working away....

so remember that project i was working on? well it's 99% done! it just need to seal it and it's finished! Here it is

It's title is "The House That Nature Built" and I'm extremely pleased with how it came out!

Till next time! <3

story time

Today I made a treasury on etsy.com that makes me feel very poetic. It was supposed to be just a selection of things I wish that I could buy but it turned into something different, as things that I usually start tend to do. I thought it had the possibility to have a great story line so I am attempting to write a poem inspired by it… let’s see how this goes….

I had just gone for a walk on the beach
And I meet an odd creature for these parts
A little blue fox walked right up to me
He spoke to me as if it wasn’t strange for a fox to speak
“Today, I will fly!”
He spoke with great force and great ambition.
I asked him,
“Now little fox how do intend on flying?”
I let out a little chuckle,
“I don’t know,” he grinned at me “but I learned to talk, now didn’t I?”
He continued by me as if anything had just occurred
And I thought to myself
Now this will be an extraordinary day….


How here is the treasury that inspired it:

sellers from left to right:

groundwork, abigailbrown, feltandfound, thelittleprints

OIive, prettylilthings, sleepykind, dazeychic

rachelaustin, CitrusTree, lenasekine, KnockKnocking

foundling, whichgoose, emiliefriday, tuttistudio

poetry

I was going through some old notebooks of mine and stumbled on a poem I wrote years ago. It was published in a book called “Under a Quick Silver Moon” and copyrighted to me. Now I myself have never actually seen this publication but I think this was the peak of my writing skills when I wrote this so I wanted to share it.

sad angel eyes
gazed down upon me
they could see right through me
feeling every pain in my life
a shocking wave of faith
crashed down upon me
as i wept over a dead mans eyes

sad angel eyes
see through the world
as they gaze upon the mess we have made
and the life we lead that scares them

and innocent child left today
now i know he isn’t far away
he’ll be guiding me
and helping me
ever single step of the way

sad angel eyes
wondered into my gaze
and i thought of my blank stare
and my dull eyes of despair

so what are your guesses on what it’s about? It could be so many different things that have happened in the past several years, but what does it mean to you? Share with me in a comment and maybe I’ll disclose the true inspiration later. Thanks for reading!

working away!

I've started a new project and here's a sneak peak of what's to come!





Are you excited? i'm excited!!

a look at beauty

I’ll be honest when I first started writing this blog post it was something very different from what it is now. It was supposed to be a humorus list of fashion do’s and don’ts but I dug a little deeper and some up with something much better.

Just be yourself.

One of my items on my list of fashion do’s and don’ts was about plastic surgery. I am for and agaisnt this drastic measure to change who you are. Personally, I feel like God made each of us just the way we are for a reason and we should stick pretty close to that in the long run but for some reason many people have be come addicted to this body altering procejure. I have see serval women go through this transformation and let me tell you they looked better before in my eyes. It makes me so sad that these gorgeous women think they need to alter the gifts God gave them so they can fit some kind of “mold.” On the other hand I do understand that there are situations that need this proccess to improve a persons way of life. It there was some sort of accident or health benift to the surgery by all means break out the scalpol but be careful to not become addicted. Look at the TV show Nip Tuck, it’s all about this reality. People live there lifes trying to become this perfect being and what do they get out of it? A ton of medical bills and a bunch of gross looking scars, or worse on that show; dead.

I will admit there is one woman that I know of who I admire very much for stucking to who she is and getting all kinds of alterations done, Dolly Parton. I know it seems strange but I love her, you know why? She knows who she is and there is no one in the world going to change her. She’s not doing the surgery or singing her songs for anyone but herself. If you havn’t listened to her new songs like “Backwoods Barbie” please do! I would love for my little girl to look up to a great woman like Dolly Parton. She makes me want to snap my fingers and say “You go girl!”

"I'm just a backwoods Barbie, too much makeup, too much hair.

Don't be fooled by thinkin' that the goods are not all there.

Yes, I can see where I could be misjudged upon first glance;

But even backwoods Barbie's deserve a second chance.

I'm just a backwoods Barbie just asking for a chance, just a backwoods Barbie."

'Backwoods Barbie" - Dolly Parton

How personal is too personal?

So I’ve been putting a lot of thought into this whole blogging deal. I keep thinking of things to write about but then I second guess myself. Is it to personal to be putting out there into cyber space? I don’t really mind sharing my lifes story, as boring as it my be, but is it the proper thing to do? And beyond that; are people really going to want to read a blog about the crazy quirks I have? I guess it depends on the reader that you wish to bring to your blog right? A writter has to write for their audience, who ever that might be. I don’t have an audience yet so I want to build up posts that will draw the people that I would like to be reading my blog to “follow” me.

So, where am I going with this?

I have no idea… let’s explore this journey together shall we?


Speaking of things people may not want to see on a blog: I have made yet another treasury on etsy.com! I was just thinking of words, and writing, and my blog post and came up with this:

Sellers from left to right:
Spacedogstudios, dazeychic, irenesuchocki, blackoutwell
Oiive, ara133photography, tuttistudio, katiefenwick
michelemaule, mincingmockingbird, cameraSHYphotography, SusannahTucker
littlerbrownpen, carambatack, neawear, uncorked

Treasury!

Today I have completed my second Treasury on Etsy! I really like it and I hope you do too.

Sellers from left to right:
bumblejack, MarthaLand , farouche, buckscountyframes
prairiesummer, bmused, EyvindsAlchemy, poordogfarm
countingstitches, LemonStPhotography, EloiseFilltheworld, foundandmade
TheDoveTree, ara133photography, capow, shadowsareweird

"You'd rather focus on other people's Kodak moments than make memories of your own!"

Here I am sitting at my computer at a little after 11:30pm on a Sunday night, this may not sound strange to most because but it’s very odd for me. If it didn’t seem to crazy I would go to bed at 9:30pm every night. I just got done watching 27 Dresses and I couldn’t help but ponder why I love chick flicks so much. Me? I grew up watching Indiana Jones and Star Wars but was terrified at Bambi; I can’t get enough of these girly movies! I must add that my pour husband tonight had to put up with a very grumpy girl. When I watch something I through myself entirely into the story, I have to hear every word and notice every glace of every character. He wonders how after watching a TV show only one time I get repeat lines like I’ve watched that episode a 100 times, call it a gift. Now if only I could use my powers for good. Anyways, I’ve gotten off topic.

Why I love “chick flicks”: Personally when I sit down to watch something I want it to make me feel good. We get enough bad news from TV, newspapers, and the internet. For a little while I would like to shed the cruelty, politics, blood, guts, and violence, give me some down to earth wholesome human interaction! I am a self proclaimed expert people watcher. I want to be able to tell how a person is going to react within the first five minutes of seeing them better then they know themselves, it’s a little creepy, but interesting.

Another reason why I love chick flicks is they tug on your hear strings. I love the way they make me feel alive a little bit. Sometimes we get so caught up in life that we miss those little moments, like the cheesy ones in chick flicks that make life sparkle. Don’t even try and tell me that those moments don’t exist! I bet if you look deep into your memory you’ve had those moments where you get so drunk you end up singing at the top of your lungs with strangers at a bar, I can’t be the only one that’s done that.

And last but certainly not least, chick flicks make me feel better about me. I look at these crazy women and men and they’re ridiculous ideals and think “Man, I’m not as crazy as I thought I was,” because you know that there are people out there in the world that are actually thinking, “Oh my gosh! I’ve so done that!”

So bottom line, no matter how much my poor husband doesn’t want to watch chick flicks or how much my inner feminist refuses to believe I like them I will still be watching them. Hollywood, bring it on….

ps - title quote was from 27 dress.

my first treasury...

So this past Friday night I was very excited to make my very first Treasury on the website Etsy.com. If you don’t know I adore Etsy and spend a lot of my free time perusing through the thousands of hand made items and mounds of beautiful art work. On Etsy members are able to select several of their favorite items and put them in a “Treasury” and be kind of like you’re very own Curator of a miniature art gallery. Here is my selections of some artists I love there!

Sellers from left to right:
thelittleprints, sleepykind, tuttistudio, mkendall
KnockKnocking, JessicaPoundstone, lacerubbish, seasprayblue
Lindsayart, siennaorlando, OIive, groundwork
Naokosstoop, mirthmarket, rachelaustin, michelemaule

Why I don't like our dog AKA I am selfish:

Well since this in my first blog post I feel like I need to get right to the route of my life and the pain it’s being caused at this very moment. The pain being a 55 lb 1 ½ year old boxer, Let’s back up here a little and give you some details:

I am married to a wonderful man, Marc, and we have a beautiful 2 year old daughter, Aurora, and I love my family very much and in February of this year we decided to add to it. Marc’s relative, who helps rescue and place boxers, found out about an adorable young male who needed to find a home because his ‘parents’ we’re going to be moving out of the country. He’s pictures were so cute I just wanted to grab his saggy little lips and squeeze them to pieces! I thought, how bad could this be? I’ve had dogs all my life, I mean granted they we’re two little Pekinese, but how different can they be? And then we meet “Sonny.” This dog has more energy then the energizer bunny! Long story short I was told that everything would be great and having the dog would be wonderful and we accepted, who we now call “Piston” into our home.

Now here is what I don’t like about “the dog”:

1. He jumps around like a crazy jumping bean when ever someone comes into the house and knocks everything around, including, Aurora, the guest, furniture, and me.

2. He’s a boxer so in he’s nature he, you guessed it, boxes. He really gets up on his back legs and boxes at you with his front paws with his great claws.

3. He nibbles/bites. He chews on the skin of my arm with his front teeth if he wants something and if I don’t respond quick enough he grabs my arm full mouth. Now granted it’s not like going to tear my skin off or anything but he knows just where to bit to cause annoying pains all up and down my arm.

4. He eats furniture, garbage, diapers, toys, plastic, sticks, water bottles, and whatever else he can get his mouth on, and then throws it up and eats it… eww.

5. Aurora knows how to make him go crazy! I know this is not his fault, it’s more mine for letting her poke him, ‘tickle’ him, try and ride him, but if we didn’t have him this wouldn’t be a problem. I know this doesn’t really make sense, but it’s a problem for me.

What I do like about Piston:

1. He makes me feel safe from the army of zombies that will one day come attack our house, and it wont just be my imagination (yes, I’m a little paranoid).

2. Aurora loves him.

3. Marc loves him.

4. He gets me off my butt and walking.

5. We’ve taken most of the stuff out of the living room so there’s a whole lot less to clean.

So at this end of all this I have come to the conclusion that I am:

1. Keeping the dog because my family adores him, even if I don’t.

2. Need to be less selfish in the way I think of my time with him. Sometimes, well, most of the time, I’m a spoiled brat.

So for now folks, we are a family of 4.