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Monday, September 19, 2011

Good Morning MONDAY!

  Jeff, my husband, left early this morning for his first business trip with Dell, his new employer.  He used to travel quite a bit several years ago.  This is good and bad.  Bad part: he isn't here.  Good part: he isn't here. 

Let me explain.  I love him to my tippy toes.  He does pitch in when asked to and, frankly, I need help with the kids and I love having a dinner companion other then the little people.  However, (you knew this was coming) for a few days,  I can look at my junk and twirl it around, gaze adoringly, and envision the junk turned into dollar signs or dust collectors or other fabulous re purposed treasures.  Jeff just sees junk.  He has voiced his adamant disapproval of the clutter I have created.  That makes me nervous.  I don't want to stop acquiring my "treasures" and *gasp* get a real job.  That is what his displeasure means to me...forced into real labor, again.  No, thanks very much.  

I love creating.  I re purpose tins and albums people were potentially going to throw away.  I love my Tuesday night jewelry class. I love taking, picking up, and being involved with my children and at their schools.  I enjoy my days unfettered by restrictions, mostly.  I am in my element.    

Perhaps, I am getting ahead of myself.  I think so.  Joy, God, and love are in this moment with whatever is put in front of me, today.  My mission is to focus on this moment.  With reminders, God guidance, and the people I surround myself with, I can be the best me I can - one minute at a time.  I have people who inspire me to push forward (Tara Tosta, an ultra runner, www.mommysarunner.blogspot.com and the women of the aforementioned jewelry class, and my closest friends), not matter what the obstacle; usually my own thoughts. Optimism feels better than fear. 

So, I will enjoy a couple of days husbandless and, I am sure, Jeff will enjoy some quiet evenings without two screaming banshees.  It is a trade-off but most of life is. 


Monday, September 12, 2011

Tribute

I am going to dash in and post this link in Chicago yesterday.  I didn't see it originally so I sharing so others can enjoy and stand tall. Awesome tribute to our country's experience on 9/11.  We will never forget. 

How could we?

http://youtu.be/B7BQV93tFLs

Saturday, September 3, 2011

And the winners are...

Kim Alipour gets first choice of a record pendant.  Congratulations, my friend.  Secondly, Tara Tosta, the ultra runner goddess mom, you get second pick. You deserve something fun for enduring a week with NO POWER!   I am so happy the randomizer picked you two since I adore you both.

Labor Day weekend


Re posted from the JET blog.  I liked the way the Labor Day holiday was described:  
 
"Labor Day in the US: What Does it Mean? Labor Day, the first Monday in September, is a celebration of the creation of the labor movement and is dedicated to the social and economic achievements of American workers. It constitutes a yearly national tribute to the contributions workers have made to the strength, prosperity, and well-being of our country. It is also the unofficial end of summer: kids go back to school, football starts, the wearing of white stops." 
 
Thank you for the well-said tribute to the hard labor that makes the United States of America so great.
 
I have posted some interesting, non-jewelry items on our local Craigslist that I purchased at an auction.  Just to see pictures, you can go to: https://skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?cid=5fc2f7ea70faf803&page=play&resid=5FC2F7EA70FAF803!1249.  I will be picking up more items on Monday.

Two large bamboo pieces and some high-quality indoor shutters are for the local market.  Here are the listings: 
 
 
In other news, I am going to choose another winner, for the record pendants, at noon today.  I am working in the wings to create more items and to write and post about how, exactly, these pendants are made.  A nice long weekend might produce, but my babies are home and awfully cute...
 
Have a prosperous and safe Saturday.  Much love to all.