Wednesday, April 23, 2014

The Green Dress

Remember this little number from around St. Patrick's day?

Well, I finally got around to updating it.  I was very lazy and neglected to document the process of transforming it. Sorry.

But I can tell you what I did before I reveal the finished product. :)

I removed the collar, the sleeves and the buttons. I took in the sides about 1 inch, took up the bottom hem about 6 inches, sewed closed the part that had been buttoned, and put darts in the front. I also turned the former bottom hem of the dress into a sash.

I like to think that the finished product is an improvement!

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

One Year

One year ago today the most amazing little person came into my life.

She's grown so much the last year. She's sooo close to walking on her own, and she's starting to say words like "mama", "dada", "kitty", & "nom".

Happy 1st Birthday, Serenity Faye!

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Babies & Cats

I've come to the conclusion that babies are just cats in disguise. Or maybe it's vise versa? Anyway, I've got a list of evidence for my conclusion. ;)

1) Both cats & babies sleep a LOT.

2) Cats & babies eat. A LOT.

3) If you don't train them properly, cats & babies will go to the bathroom willy-nilly all over the place, instead of in designated areas.

4) Cats & babies can get comfortable in the most ridiculous positions.

5) Cats & babies want attention, or to be held at precisely the most inconvenient time possible. (Like when you have an overwhelming urge to go to the restroom)

6) Cats & babies are two of the most adorable & cuddly creatures in the universe!

7) Some people, once they have one cat, or baby, just can't stop with one, and next thing you know. BAM! Crazy cat lady and/or hoard of children.

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Trash or Treasure?

I found these two "gems" for 50¢ each at the thrift store on Friday. I'm fairly positive that I can save them and turn them into something befitting 2014. I'm not crazy am I?? Anyone?

Friday, February 21, 2014

Word of the Day - Part 5

This is one of my favorite new words. There is a two-fold reason. #1, I first heard it in one of my favorite TV shows. #2, it describes one of my favorite things.


pe trī kôr [noun]

The fresh, pleasant smell just after rainfall that breaks a dry spell. 

Sunday, February 16, 2014

Things I've learned...

Valentine's Day this year was a total bust. Baby, hubby and I all succumbed to a nasty stomach bug the night before, that lingered in the hubby and me until the day after. During that very miserable 48 hours I learned a few things.

#1 - The capacity of a 10 month old's stomach seems MUCH larger when it's spread all over your chest.

#2 - A sports bra will hold a remarkable amount of liquid.

#3 - My baby bounces back from illness WAY faster than I do. She was back to almost 100% in less than 24 hours.

#4 - The amount of energy my recovering baby had was inversely proportional to the energy that was being sapped from my body by the virus.

#5 - I have the most awesome friends ever, who were willing to drop off things like Pedialyte and Gatorade since me and the hubby were to sick to even think about driving to the store.

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Scared out of my Mind

I have had a few frightening experiences in my life that have left indelible marks on my psyche. Moments in my life that scared me out of my mind and remain forever etched in my memory.

The first happened on the family vacation when I was 15. My family went camping at Johnson's Shut-Ins State Park. Now, for this story to make any sense, I guess I should explain what a “shut-in” is. It's a hillbilly term for where a river becomes unnavigable due to rock that doesn't erode well, leaving the water running through many small rapids, usually in a small gorge. Kind of like a small, very rocky canyon. While it makes for difficult travel on the river that is “shut-in”, it turns that part of the river into almost a natural water park.

My dad, sister, brother and I were all playing in the water in the Shut-ins, having a great time sliding down natural water slides from one calm pool to another in the river. I managed to get a ways ahead of the rest of my family. I slid down another natural water slide, and the current was stronger than I expected and I got pulled down, down, down into the water. The downward pull of the current was incredibly strong, and despite being a decent swimmer, I was having difficulty struggling to the surface to breathe. Since I had gotten so far ahead, and there weren't really any other people near where I was, I was positive that I was going to drown, because I was getting worn out from fighting the downward pull of the current.

Suddenly, a hand grasped mine as I was fighting to the surface and helped pull me out. I have no idea who my rescuer was. He was just a kid, looked to be about the same age as me, and he wandered off with his friend shortly after pulling me out of the water. I don't even remember if I was able to mumble a thank you to him or not.

The second incident occurred when on Christmas Break when I was a Sophomore in college. I was driving to work, going around a fairly tight curve when one of my rear tires blew out.

You know how in the movies sometimes car wrecks are portrayed in slow motion? I understand why now. Everything went so fast, but it seemed to be happening soooo slowly. My car did a 180 as it slid into the ditch. As it slid I glanced out my side window and saw the pole for one of the highway signs coming right for my head. I had just enough time to think “I'm going to die!” before I hit the pole. Fortunately, it sheared off at the ground and went flying instead of going through the window.

The momentum of my car was only stopped by the fact that the ditch I slid into was fairly deep. If not for that ditch, my car would've rolled. A nice lady happened on to the scene shortly after I managed to crawl out of my car and drove me to work where I called my parents and they called the tow truck. It wasn't until a while later that the adrenaline wore off and I started to HURT! It's been nearly 10 years since that accident, and I still have problems with my back where it got thrown out by that wreck.

The last incident happened more recently; when my baby was 4 ½ months old. I had my first head cold in around a year, and was not sleeping well. It's become a habit whenever I wake up in the night for me to reach over and check on my daughter as she sleeps.

On this particular night I reached over, felt her, and her head was cool. I slid my hand down her back and in my half-asleep state, couldn't feel her breathing. So I shook her lightly. Usually, if I do this when she's asleep, she'll just adjust her sleeping position and continue sleeping. This night, I shook her lightly, then harder, and she didn't move. I flew out of bed, convinced that my baby was dead or dying. I scooped her out of her cradle so swiftly the edge of the cradle flew into the wall and the noise woke up the hubby.

Barely daring to breathe myself I held my baby girl and she suddenly yawned hugely, stretched, dropped her head on my shoulder and continued to sleep soundly, completely unaware of how badly she scared me. It took a full week before I could bring myself to let her sleep all night by herself in her cradle again, and I kept waking up every hour and a half or so checking on her! I think it's going to be a while before I even think about letting her sleep in her own room thanks to this incident...