meatless mondays

So tonight I had dinner with a friend and her boyfriend and became inspired to follow more blogs of people that I don't know... I also became inspired to make my apartment cuter and cleaner, but that's a whole other blog.

So I was searching around for cool blogs and I was wanting to follow a good veggie blog when I came across...

I think it's a pretty cool idea... encouraging people who wouldn't normally go vegetarian to go meatless just one day a week. Could be quite a challenge for some people.

busted!

I have an omelet problem. I don't like my omelets to be too eggy and I love to overload them with veggies, so I usually end up breaking them. Unless my friend Ashlee Jean is with me, she brings my omelets good luck. Here's my busted up veggie omelet.

I don't care if it's busted... it still tastes fantastic.

something tells me I'm into something good.

too much time has passed. I went to massage school and took a hiatus from blogging... but now I'm back. I'm just going to go with my most recent cool thing...

My friend Robbie is a hula hoop maniac. She makes and sells hula hoops and even teaches hula hoop classes. She recently attended a hula hoop workshop where she sold hoops and some other items. She asked me if I would be interested in selling my feather headbands there, so I made a few for her to sell. Here she is modeling one of my feathers...

and here are some pics of my feathers that were taken at the workshop...

rubber baby buggy bumpers!

I have stumbled upon a new project.  Baby onesies.  Being a former embroidery business owner, I still have a kickin' machine to dust off and get going every once in a while.  So this idea all began when I went to a baby shower for a friend of mine who is refusing to tell anyone the name of her baby.  I usually monogram baby gifts and this just completely threw me off.  I knew it was a girl so I decided to come up with a couple of cute phrases to put on onesies:  "nobody puts baby in the corner" and simply "baby cakes."  They were a hit.  My friend immediately asked me to put more phrases on a few onesies for people that she knew.  Then, my sister in law asked me if I had some baby stuff laying around that she could use for a shower she was going to.  I gave her a couple: "rubber baby buggy bumpers!" and "I'm not pooping, I'm just thinking real hard."  Another slam dunk.  So I decided to make up a few and have my own little etsy store showcasing my new stuff... so anything baby related belongs here.

If you're too lazy to click, here's some of what I've done...

cinco de yum yum!

SO I've been a little neglectful lately.  I apologize to you, blog.  Extreme lip balm making caused me to stop creating for a while.  However, I did create some pretty amazing cheese quesadillas and homemade guacamole for Cinco de Mayo.

in the words of Rachael Ray... delish!

Sorry no guac pic.  It looked way too much like baby poo.

my latest project.

my cousin is getting married next month and my aunt asked me if I could make lip balms as favors.  I was excited to make something for his wedding, so I have been working to make them look just perfect for the special day.  I just finished with my first batch... here's how they're looking.

only 225 left to make!

dogwood blossoms.

My mother always loved dogwood trees. LOVED them. When I was about nine, we moved into a new neighborhood in my hometown and she was very excited to plant a dogwood tree in the front yard of our new house. The seasons changed and the dogwood tree never bloomed. She was very sad. She started to notice that throughout the neighborhood there were a few other dogwood trees planted that never seemed to bloom. Apparently, the soil in our new neighborhood just wasn't conducive to a blossoming dogwood tree. A few years passed and still nothing. My mom had been battling breast cancer for a while at this point and a few months before my thirteenth birthday, she passed away never witnessing a single blossom on that tree. We always thought that the tree would never bloom.... then the spring after my mother's death came and the tree blossomed! Wow! What a cool thing!

So several years passed and the tree never blossomed again. My dad eventually decided to just chop it down, but he kept part of the tree in the back of our house (it just looked like a big old stick) until just before he passed away in 2003. I never even knew what that stick was until my brother told me about it a few years ago.

So this brings us to now... I found a really great sketch of dogwood blossoms several months ago that I have kept with me ever since. Last night, I decided to get the sketch tattooed on the inner part of my ankle. The tattoo artist said what I had was a little too detailed so he played around with it and came up with something that we could both agree on. And yes, I know some of you won't approve, but I wanted to have something of significance other than a silly old tramp stamp so here it is...