Need advice...

Well dear friends, I'm looking for some input and advice. You see, last year, for Christmas, I decided to make some heartfelt gifts for a few friends of mine. I was feeling creative, so, I made some handpainted cards that they could enjoy, and then mail off to others. I also made one friend, who starts a new journal each year, a special journal complete with comments, quotes, and little surprises throughout.

So, when one of the cards I made, was enjoyed, and then sent on to a real life artist (we're talking pieces in the freakin' Smithsonian), who liked it so much she passed it on to one of her buds (who, happens to be a billionaire), who liked it so much she passed it on to one of her friends... well, I'm getting ahead of things. Before this happened, the friend I made it for wanted me to make more custom cards for her, and she'd even pay for them! Then, this happened, and she has been encouraging me to put more together and sell them. AND to make personalized journals too.

SELL them.

And, I've actually been playing with this idea in my mind. Because I love making them. But, I also love making them for individual people. So, I don't know about making them enmass for others I don't know. Plus, I don't know how confident I feel about my work. I'm no realist painter; I just paint for fun.

So, realistically, I'd be surprised if I turned this into a major money marketing thing... but, it would be kind of cool to do. I just don't know if I'm up for the venture.

So, jury is still out... but, input from others on this is most welcome.

Not So Sunny Sundays

I've spent the weekend playing catch up on my list of "Should Dos". Going through books, printing out things I meant to do weeks ago, uploading photos, etc. etc.

And, yet, I still don't feel I've made a dent in the list. Ever have days like those?

I'm not sure if I'm too fond of them.

Art and Mozart

I sit here typing, while Pook paints to the tune of Mozart's Morning Commute. One of those CD's I got suckered into years ago with those mailing lists. But, today, it's vibrancy filters through my home, while Pook happily creates green from blue and yellow.

I'd share a picture, but the camera's broken. :( We're trying to figure out how to rectify that. Phil, Stacie - any suggestions for the next camera?

It's hot and muggy outside, so thankfully we've got air condition and paints. :) Although, this past weekend - the weather was sheer perfection!

Peace and quiet

After an amazing weekend (that too about 3 days to recover from lack of sleep due to lots of fun!), I find myself sitting here in the quiet of early morning. Pook is still sleeping, twisted gracefully amongst the sheets, her face in blissful dream land.

I managed to pull myself from the bed around 5:30 am, to do some exercise, and found myself with that extra time and vigor I seem to have in the early am hours. (I know you night owls don't necessarily agree. :) )

In any case, I've missed the quiet. The last few days I've been sleeping in to try and catch up (but, do we ever really catch up?), and then last night, I couldn't sleep. (I've found a new game Kakuro.) Yet, still, I was able to awake to the rhythmic symphony of cicadas (or crickets - I'm not sure) that seems to be more prevelant in the wee hours of the morning.

Perhaps it's because last night, I made a conscious effort to reclaim my energy from a situation I'd been doting too long on, and, effectively wasting energy with worry, second guessing, and preparation for a possibility that simply may not be. And, yesterday, my sweet, marvelous, wonderful, and loving husband, saw this pain I'd been creating for myself. He took my hand, looked into my eyes, and helped me to become aware that if I wanted to expend energy on something, I should be more focused on him and Pook, than this other situation.

And then, my sweet love and I talked, and I realized that he knew that I was creating my pain. And yet, if someone else had consciously hurt me, he would indeed take action.

It was then my mind began to quiet, as I processed what he'd said. Sometimes, I'm aware of things, and yet not aware of things. And then, my heart just seemed to drop what it had been holding on to, and through the course of the evening, began to release what I'd been holding onto, and embrace the love for my husband and child.

And last night, when I couldn't sleep. I watched them both. I snuggled and kissed upon my sweet child's face. I got up, and wrote in my journal about my love for them, and how blessed I am to live the life I lead, love the people I love, and be the person I am - and my heart blossomed.

Thoughts and Ideas

I'm looking for thoughts and ideas of what to do with my blog, you know, for like all 10 people who read it.

Seriously though, I feel that I want to take it in a different direction of some sort, but I'm not sure as to what just yet. And, I've got to be realistic about the time frame too...

Hmmm... we shall see.

And the countdown is on...

T-minus about 24 (maybe more, maybe less) hours until the arrival of our Canadian luvs!!!!!

I'm estatic, (as always) about their visit.

Life goes on...

It's strange to realize that it's been a month almost since my last post. Time's been flowing slowly by. I'm living in a virtually "new" house. Almost all has been rearranged; even the basement has been cleared and cleaned out.

I've had time to pitter and putter about. I've had time to let my thoughts wander. I am enjoying moments with my family.

Mid-August is here. Fall will be arriving soon. And, this is the first summer in a long time, in which I've had the time to slow down and ENJOY it. It's been lovely. I've treasured it immensely.

So, not much to say, really. Although, I have been thinking of revamping this blog a bit. I'm not sure how though, or what I'll do to it. I've the strange urge to reorganize it, maybe even put it out there a little more. Who knows?