Sick day

It didn't take long for preschool to grace us with colds. 

So today we're eating our weight in grapefruit and watching cartoons on the couch.

Be back soon.

Thank you

to everyone who has purchased something from my shop.  I spent the morning wrapping and packing things for the post office...I appreciate you all so, so much. :)

Have a super weekend!

xoxo

So long, summer

Autumn's arrived! 

It might be 88 degrees here today, but I won't get caught up in details. I'm still dreaming of hay bales, mums and baskets full of gourds.

(Along with every other blogger out there), fall is my favorite season.  Football, changing leaves, crisp and cool mornings, apple picking, pumpkin patches...

It's such a wonderful time of year. My boys have been talking costumes since Costco started putting out Halloween decorations--over a month now. They're both going to be firemen as of today, but that's subject to change dozens of times (per day) between now and the big day.

The start of fall is also my signal to get it in gear.  Christmas is a mere 3 months away.  I have my (long) handmade gift list started, with hopes of finishing before Thanksgiving.  Last year I didn't start until after Halloween, and ended up working until the last minute.  This year, I am promising myself not to miss the little moments of December because I'm so frazzled.

How did this turn to me talking about Christmas?? 

Anywho, here's to nights snuggled in cozy sweaters drinking hot apple cider!  Happy Fall!

I'm doing it

 Are you?

Happy Sunday

In fact, I know two little boys who were very happy to see this at the flea market today.

September 16th

29 years ago today, my parents became parents. :)   

Vintage ruffles

Itty bitty.

Vintage.

Ruffles.

What else does anyone need?

This was a custom order I made last week for a little lady with a 1st birthday coming up. 

Now I just might need one for myself. 

Random tip of the day

This stuff is awesome.

If the insides of your sewing machines tend to look like mine (this was my serger after one apron!), buy a can of compressed air--you can find it in the computer/electronics department.  A few shots inside, and all that excess lint and thread that's clogging your machine will be gone.

And apparently my two small children and I look like crazy glue huffers to the check out guy at Walmart, because I got carded buying this can.  Ha!

A happy weekend

Hi friends!  We had another super weekend!

Friday, my sister and her husband came over (much to the delight of my boys) with this little guy.

The grown ups had a lot of fun, too.  Maybe too much.

Then Saturday was going to be my big day of the farmers' market, flea markets and Renegade. 

 

Of course, with my luck, it rained.  Boo.

I did make it out to Renegade in the afternoon, though.  Let me just say, so, so, so awesome!  Super cool vendors, with super cool stuff.  I left feeling inspired and like I should race home to my sewing machine...so many creative people together totally motivated me and made me want to rise to the occasion and get my own creative juices flowing.  I love it! 

I was a little nervous about taking pictures of booths, for fear someone would think I was going home to recreate their items, so I tried to stick to the creative atmosphere. 

Walking home is where I saw this:

Saturday evening, there was a party for a girl that's about to enter the final descent of her 20s.  As depressing as that is, cake and presents do take the edge off.

Besides, I'll still be 28 for a few more days...

Gift cards don't make for very exciting pictures, but my sister bought this for me.  Details to come as I work my way through it...

Sunday was a wonderful, Indian Summer kind of day.  The boys and I took full advantage while Daddy was at the Bears' game.

I really, really, really, REALLY wanted those green picnic baskets.  I mean, who wouldn't?  Their vintagey-ness is amazing.  And that green?  Oh, I want to marry them.

Do you see that price tag, though? 

"$95-FIRM!" 

An exclamation point?  Ouch. 

Sorry, friends.  I wanted to take you home. 

For some reason, I thought this fire plug was pretty and felt like taking a picture. 

I got up from taking the picture to find an old man snickering to his wife.  Clearly, they are not bloggers.  Whatev.  They would understand if they were.

Of course, my two sidekicks did not attend a flea market out of the goodness of their little hearts.  Bribes were necessary.

And this is my advice to moms of toddlers: a literal ice cream cone is just as good as an "ice cream cone" that is actually filled with ice cream. 

But it doesn't drip. 

It's not (extremely) sticky. 

They're still happy. 

And you're not using Oxyclean to get ice cream out of their socks. (And never mind the 6 bucks you just saved on ice cream shop ice cream.)

You're welcome.

They never finish it all, anyway.

A few of the things that did manage to find their way home from the flea market:

My 1 year old is a good speller, huh? 

And then, just as we were getting ready to head back out to play, my little guy got hot and didn't feel well, so we spent the rest of the day on the couch watching movies and drinking every mom's sick child cure-all.

The little monkey woke up today telling me he was still very sick (and needed more pop).

Con artist.

Have a super week, everyone!

Happy Sunday

Words to live by. :)