Sunday, May 31, 2009

Two Cute Videos of Strangers

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I just had to pass along these cute videos that I found on another blog that I follow, Creative Nonsense and Other Junk.  Enjoy!

It’s an elderly couple (married 62 years) playing an impromptu recital together in the atrium of the Mayo Clinic. He turned 90 in February.

A Swedish Commercial

Wednesday, May 27, 2009


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Part 1

About a year ago, I found myself standing in front of two doors. Good seemed to be directing me on a path I wasn’t sure I wanted but wasn’t about to obstruct (read here) and then he handed the decision over to me (read here). And since deciding to leave a job and relationships that I loved and valued greatly to come to my current school, I have not had one moment of regret. Even still, after yesterday, one of the most miserable days I can remember, I still have no regrets. I do, however, find myself looking for the next door to walk through…and I hate that. I’ve never wanted to leave a job. Me, the happiest, most patient person on Earth, I’ve never wanted to look for another job. Until now.

A choice had to be made. On one hand, a very logical, easy, thoughtful choice that would build relationships, inspire learning, build a strong team, and would serve the best interests of children. On the other hand…another option. The other option was chosen, against all recommendations, the directive came down, and a black cloud settled over my school.

And so, I will be looking for God to show me the next door.

And because I cannot handle the misery of the day much longer, I am going to lift myself up by writing a post that shares great news (for me!) and gushes shamelessly about my husband!

Part 2

I have to write about how wonderful My Honey is today, because he is doing something very special for me. He is making two dreams come true this summer.

The first, a new deck. We have lived in the house for 7 Summers. This will be Sam’s fourth Summer here. We LIVE in our backyard during the Summer, especially since Sam came along. I have not spent one minute out there without dreaming of a new deck. I have had a picture in my head for so long. Finally, this year we are able to make the new deck a reality. But here’s the “special husband” part. Scott didn’t flinch (very much) when I explained how the plans for the deck had expanded and I now wanted to wrap the deck around two trees. The deck is going to be huge! And wonderful! And functional! And built very soon!

The second, a studio. I’ve never even dared to dream this dream until about a week ago.

We have a huge storage shed in our very small backyard. In fact, being 22'X14'we actually call it our barn. Scott has to replace the bottom boards all the way around the barn, paint it,and replace one of the doors and the molding before we can build the deck. The deck will run alongside part of the barn. So this weekend, I cleaned everything out while Scott was away just in case he needed to access the inside walls. I started wondering recently if it would be possible to commandeer one corner of the barn, the corner with the window and one of the doors, and turn it into a room just for me--my woman cave. Still not having shared my vision with Scott, I shifted everything around while cleaning to show him how it would work. When he came home, I took him out and told him about my dream and the words "my studio" actually escaped my lips.

You see, this was actually a huge moment for me. but before I tell you why, let me tell you that Scott reacted perfectly. He completely supported me and the idea. And yes, I am totally surprised that he didn't balk at the workload or the money demands or the whole idea. Scott has never been one to sit around and dream with me. That just isn't him. But he took a walk with me and I was over the moon!

Oh, he loves me! He loves me, he loves me, he loves me!

So let me explain why the thought of having my very own studio has kept a smile plastered on my face for the past three days. I am coming to the realization lately that I am a very creative person. I don't think I'm a talented person. I can't paint or draw or otherwise create my visions, but oh, the the visions and ideas my head is starting to fill with. I am starting to find inspiration all around me, I just don't know what to do with it. I haven't found a niche. I'm not sure where to channel everything yet. I don't quite have a style...or a product...or a process. I'm an artist without a medium. I have so many interest and not enough time in the day. I truly feel like I am standing and looking at about ten different doors and I don't know which one to pass through. Do I have to choose? Can I dabble? Will I spread myself too thin? Is this a nightmare for my ADD brain or just what I need? Am I babbling? Yes. Am I excited? Beyond words! My head is just spinning with the possibilities! I get all warm inside imagining myself sitting inside my new studio, looking around and being inspired to do...whatever!

I look back over my life, and I have always collected things that have inspired me. I am SUCH a visual person. And I love anything graphic. My studio will become the place that reflects that and hopefully, I'll have the nerve to start reflecting that in my home design. I wish you could see the picture in my head. I can't wait to show you. For now, I'll just show you the pictures of my current studio, though I would have never called it that, not ever calling myself an artist before.

This is where everthing that inspires me is sadly crammed and hidden and where all of my supplies, tools, photos and memorabilia are organized. This is a closet in my house:

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And this is the first step in the creation of my all-new, very own studio. Scott spent Memorial Day replacing the door and frame so that he can do all the repair work on the barn today and hopefully paint this weekend. Hopefully we'll build the deck when we get back from the Bahamas. And hopefully, one day I'll figure out what kind of artist I want to be when I grow up. Any advice my artist friends can offer would be greatly appreciated. :)


Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Daddy’s Final Adventure…For a While, Anyway!

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Daddy left us…again…but for the last time for a while…and Sam got a little haircut.

So we’re sending these pictures out to him…along with lots of hugs and kisses!

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Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Wordless Wednesday

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Sam’s First Chicken Dance!

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Sunday, May 17, 2009

Death By Anticipation

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(This post was written two weeks ago and it has taken me that long to marry the pictures and the text together and get it published. Sad isn’t it?)

Have you ever wondered what someone who is dying of anticipation actually looks like? Take a gander:
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You see, I’ve been talking about making homemade Oreos for days. I’ve Tweeted about it. I’ve Facebooked about it. I, myself, have been pretty excited about the occasion. Not only was I looking forward to the goodness of the promise of the pictures featured at Jennifer’s site, but Sam and I were planning on making the cookies with my mom in celebration of her birthday (in April) and Mother’s Day (in May). So it was to be quite a weekend!
We filled Saturday with shopping and a special lunch at a restaurant that lives in an old train station. It is gorgeous!
It sits almost inches next to a train track and we were thrilled when the waitress told us that a train usually passes everyday around 11:30. Well, 11:30 came and went. No train. At least I was smart enough not to share that possibility with Sam!
We ended the day with Disney on Ice: World of Fantasy and Daddy was able to join us (post to follow…one day!) which made it extra special!
Oh, aren’t you dying to know how the cookies turned out?
Well, my mom ended up leaving earlier than planned Sunday morning to get ahead of some severe weather. So I actually made the cookies by myself while Sam napped that afternoon. I knew I was in trouble because the batter itself was to die for! I followed the recipe and cooked two pans of cookies. I had two different pans (one single layer cookie sheet and one stone flat thingy) and really wasn’t thrilled with the way either batch came out. I didn’t have time to make the cream filling Sunday before heading to Newberry for a wonderful date night (yet another post) so when I came home Monday, I decided to make another batch of cookies. Because yes, the recipe is THAT easy!
This time, I used my double layer cookie sheet and cooked two batches. This time, I finished the homemade Oreos and they were as heavenly as I had been dreaming of for days! This time, Sam was awake and very aware of what was going on. This time was not as much fun as I had hoped the first time would have been. Sam was a snothead. But I completely understand that he was simply dying from anticipation. I was, too. He’s only three. I have to remind Scott and myself of that often. Sam got sent to his room several times and if I heard “I want a cookie” once, I heard it fifty times.
Anyway, here are some scrumptious, mouthwatering shots:

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I am not exaggerating when I say that mere words do not do justice to these cookies. Thanks, Jennifer for introducing me to this little slice of Heaven!