Saturday, December 20, 2008

Tostitos Art Show

Tostitos Art Show
Video sent by The-Jazzman

I can totally see this happening...

Friday, December 12, 2008

In everything, give thanks ( best read while playing Jolly Old Saint Nicholas...on the right-->)


















We are going insane with the dog ritual of shedding! Each day, we diligently sweep the home ten times. At least. This is the wage of puppy ownership and a precursor to the messes we will have to clean up after little ones. However, I grunt and mutter in unison with my husband. Is there no wand to wave that will end this fiasco?
Then, a day later...
A friend was sharing with us that last year, her family put their twelve year old lab to sleep after several complications with his health. The family mourned during the sad December holidays of yesteryear, a family member was now gone. This year, as my friend began to open her holiday ornaments and tinsel, she found her lab fuzzies nestled amongst the decorations. Little fur that caught on everything and drove her mad, brought her to tears, and reminded her of the love she shared with a special dog.
So, today, though I did grunt, I hugged Cooper a tad bit tighter, rubbed his belly a bit longer, and gave thanks for all the things of life...like
the grace and love of God...
my husband who is a popular person of my heart...
my parents and siblings, who have raised me to be here today...
my family around the world, who pray for us and love us and who I always miss and want close by...
my friends far away who know me so well, though years have passed...
my friends not so far away, and the joy they bring to me...
my colleagues at work and how blessed I am to teach with them...
my dog and his shedding coat...

...because we are never promised tomorrow.

Blessed Christmas and holidays to you and all.






Playdough welcome.









So, I always think, on matters of design. I plot my blueprints in rooms, while sitting in any space. Those who know me, know that I am rather sporadic when it comes to redecorating, or getting crafty for any occasion. Or non-occasion:) Recently, for no present reason, I have tried to generate an idea for a room for a child. I am not too comfortable with a crib space, as darling as they may be, but rather one that has the ample features to grow from the nurseryish phase. Pastels are not entirely out, in my book, but are not foundational to the rooms I venture to create. I came across this darling room with features I quite love in Ohdeedoh today ( for those who have no idea what I am talking about, it is a subunit of Apartmentherapy, my cheap schooling on design). Have a look at this medly of color, antique play pieces, vivid pillows and much more. The simplicity and practicality of a door knob fixture, inviting you to some magical land without a door, got my undivided attention and stashed in my mind as a tidbit, I may use.



As a teacher, I have been practicing this funky, uncordinated-cordinated look for the past few years, and agree that there must be structure, and sentiment. The starkness of a nursery in absolute perfect harmony, or the disarray of long forgotten Lego pieces stashed under fading shag carpet-both are extremities, in my mind ( though I know, that long forgotten Lego pieces are a big reality of every child's room). I avoid creating a space where a child does not have creative expression...but there must be structure, for a child to learn how to clear a space and to organize, with time. A form of some balance. And clear spaces are important...to foster innate creativities. Can't you see, I am trying to work on my interactive bookstore idea?:)
I'm 7 years old again, in this room.