Sunday, November 30, 2008

Tis the Season

As I promised before, here are a few pictures of the projects that have been taking up some of my time in late October and early November.


This is an upclose picture of the santa. I made 8 of these, which made up the entire tree skirt.




Here is a picture of one of my Christmas cards that I will be sending out this year. (Unfortunately, the picture wasn't the best, but it reads Happy Holidays on the front with a brief Christmas message on the back). This was definitely time consuming, but well worth it. I loved making them as much as I enjoy receiving them. I can't wait to get the mail everyday til Christmas.


Here is my Christmas tree fully decorated. I just love how it turned out.


My mom gave me these stockings one year to hang out and I've kept a tight grip on them ever since. I think they are simple, but perfect.


I found some pine cones/potpouri and thought it would be a great way to bring in the holiday smell.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Future Doctors?

Monday night I went and watched Isabelle tumble. It was quite fun, but not nearly as entertaining as the car ride to McDonald’s afterwards. Mom and I were sitting in the front while Olivia and Isabelle sat in the back. This is how the conversation went:

Isabelle: Did you know _____ was in the hospital?
Mom: No, why?
Isabelle: He’s sick.
Olivia: He’s in Iowa City
Isabelle: He had a liver biopsy.
Olivia: He’s in IC
Mom and Me: oh really?
Isabelle: Yeah, he’s going to die.

Now I realize this is not a funny topic to make light of. I simply found amusement that this conversation took place between two girls who are under the age of 8. Olivia is 4 and Isabelle is 7.

Here is a picture of the girls taken about a year ago with their mom.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Life (1)

My mom made me promise her at least three times that I would drive safely. Each time I promised I got progressively more annoyed. She had reason to be concerned. I had just turned 16 a few months before. I was inexperienced and naïve. She had given into my begging and decided to let me drive her car, the only family car, to an out of town high school football game.

I only remember parts of the drive to the game. The person I was following had no regard for the speed limit – going 20 mph over on a two lane highway. They passed many cars and I spent much of the time nervous I would lose them or lose control of the car. Somehow we managed to make it there safely. I had never been so excited to see a football field as I was that night.

I don’t remember if my school won that game. In fact, I doubt I spent much time watching it. I had developed a crush on a boy that was two years older. He worked at the local grocery store and had many conversations with my friend, whose boyfriend was friends with him. I spent a lot of the game trying to get near him – not that I was going to say anything to him. I was horribly shy. My friends arranged for him to be are lead guy on the way home. That was the closest I would come to him.

As we left that night, I followed him. He went the speed limit or a little over, he used his turn signals and he passed only when he needed to. I was comfortable and confident when I passed a truck on our way back home. As I was returning to my lane, I managed to hit a patch of loose gravel and lose control of the vehicle. As the car began doing circles, sparks were flying as the wheel rim grinded against the pavement. All of a sudden the vehicle stopped perpendicular to the road. The truck I had passed was now quickly approaching. I was certain we were going to be t-boned. Just then, the car jerked backwards and parked itself in a steep ditch. (To this day it still doesn’t make sense) We were all safe, but the car had taken on some damage. Two tires were shot and the frame of the vehicle was tweaked.

As we exited the car, I realized two things: 1. My mom was right in being concerned and 2. I had managed to grab my crush’s attention (I later scored a double-date and a date to the high school dance). Once my crush made his way back to us and lent me his cell phone, I made the dreaded call. I assured mom I was okay, but couldn’t promise the same for her car. During the 40 minute ride home, mom had an unfortunate realization of her own. The phrase (pardon my French) “Scared Shitless” holds truth.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Life

I began writing my life lessons and funny anecdotes when I heard the story of Randy Pausch. He was a professor in his 40’s who found out he had pancreatic cancer. When he was diagnosed, he had three children under the age of 7. Doctors gave him less than a year. During those nine months, he gave an inspiring last lecture about life lessons. He even wrote a book. He never intended for the book to be big seller or for his life (or death) to be public. He wrote the book for three people – his children. He knew he wouldn’t be there to instill the lessons or tell the stories he thought they should hear. This man was not only inspiring to me, but got me thinking about the lessons I had learned throughout my life. It motivated me to write down stories I would like to pass on - stories that might otherwise be forgotten.

I would like to share a few of Randy Pausch’s lessons:

1. Encourage creativity. Pausch recalled how he liked to paint things on the wall of his bedroom. His parents were dismayed at first but soon relented after they saw how excited he became when he was painting. Pausch said he's lucky to have had parents who encouraged creativity and allowed him to express himself in unconventional ways.

2. Celebrate brick walls. "Brick walls are there for a reason," writes Pausch. "They give us a chance to show how badly we want something." Entrepreneurs and small business owners are faced with hurdles every day, some seemingly insurmountable. But if you're passionate about what you do, those brick walls are easier to scale and you have more fun on the climb.

3. Dream big. Pausch was attending camp in the summer of 1969 when men first walked on the moon. He remembers his camp counselors sending everyone back to their tents before the big event because it was getting late. Pausch thought to himself, "My species has gotten off of our planet and landed in a new world for the first time, and you people think bedtime matters?" When you put people on the moon, argues Pausch, you're inspiring everyone to achieve to their maximum potential. "Give yourself permission to dream. Fuel your kids' dreams, too. Once in a while, that might even mean letting them stay up past their bedtimes."

4. Be the first penguin. Create a culture that celebrates risk. Pausch writes: "[I] encouraged students to attempt hard things and not to worry about failing…failure is not just acceptable, it's often essential." To encourage this way of thinking, Pausch would reward the group of students who took the biggest gamble with a stuffed animal—a penguin. The idea came to him when he realized that when penguins jump into the water where there are predators, one has to go first. According to Pausch, "Experience is what you get when you didn't get what you wanted."

5. Rediscover the lost art of thank-you notes. One chapter in The Last Lecture is dedicated to "the simplest yet most powerful things humans can do for each other…showing gratitude." Pausch shows that magical things happen when you send old fashioned thank-you notes. "If you are a B+ student, your handwritten thank-you note will raise you at least a half-grade in the eyes of a future boss or admissions officer. You'll become an 'A' to them."

6. Have fun. Pausch's colleagues say they will remember him as a person who had fun. Pausch writes: "I don't know how not to have fun. I'm dying and I'm having fun. And I'm going to keep having fun every day I have left. Because there's no other way to play it."

I began writing my life stories several months ago. These stories were written for the children I hope to one day have. I hope to share some of these stories with you.

Friday, October 31, 2008

Halloween

Last night was definitely an event-filled evening. It was trick or treat night in Norwalk so my nieces got dressed up and went out for halloween.



Here is mom with Abby. Abby went as rapunzel. Unfortunately, Abby came over at the tail end of her trick or treating and she was beat. She is the type that won't walk when she can run so I imagine she spent the first hour and a half running. Plus, it was now approaching her bedtime!



This is me with Olivia (firefighter) and Isablle (Hannah Montanna). We got them before they went trick or treating so they were bouncing off the walls with excitement.



This is Isabelle showing off her best Hannah Montanna moves. Go Hannah! Go Hannah!



And this is my mom with Isabelle and Olivia.

Update: I was able to get my shelves together with some help from my mom. They weren't too bad and I still have my hair! Bonus!