hugh...

it was kinda an interesting weekend...

car got officially totalled... that sucked.

went to Ikea and got some new cupboards for my stash... that rocked.

had a TV commerical audition ( first time ever! )... that was bizarre!

thinking i'd like to sew now... yep!

couldn't get it all in the new cupboards... i'm such a sick junkie. i still have 6 of these slid under my bed... but the main course is available to gaze at and ponder! :)

me & jen took some silly shots of me after i got my audition call (happened during a SHY play date)... and let me just say... i am one good ass friend... because these are the only pictures I can apparently show of our night since, when i went to download the pics... I found a LOT of YAM bootie!! I have a feeling someone was a bit cheeky! ( jen…???   ;)

is it wrong that i'm kinda hoping for a repeat this week?? hehehe...

Xo, Heather

me!

i really do love me! i love my crazy adhd, manic, loving, loyal, urban personality. it's what makes me... me! it's also gives me the appreciation for what i'm not, which gives me the ability to love you! EVERYone is unique and brings a different flavor to the party... damn. it's just right, right! LOL

i finished up my out lining of my newest tattoo today... and i also had my car smashed in, in a hit and run. and that, folks... it what keeps you balanced between super cloud nine and reality. it's a ridiculous mix that may only suit me, but that's cool... i'll still take mine any day of the week! ;)

so instead of looking at my own art being created, i'll be looking at your's the next couples days and gazing with an extremely, jealous nature.. wishing i could be with you having a blast!

have fun this weekend kids and... yes, i still think it was a fab week! shit happens, no big deal!

xo, Heather

complete poopsicle!

i think this may be a cruel joke on us mother's, right??? we get all stressed out for two weeks before school starts getting everything together for the kids & worrying about their transitions back and then the minute they're gone and it's calm, and clean, and wonderful... you get sick! what the double hockey stick is THAT! it just seems like a big ole poopsicle to me!

i'm just saying... i don't want you all to be sick, but misery does love company... yeah?? ;) maybe tomorrow i'll finish my thousand and one projects staring at me while i lay on the couch eating animal cookies???  eh, maybe not.

xo, Heather

only me.

only me would think i could cheat tattooing pain by buying skin deadner from another country, have some sort of strange reaction to it, and pass out ( with the boobies a flaying, i'm sure... ) 20 minutes into a 6.5 hour sitting. OOohhh... yeah, it's true. guess i'm back to the pain of that art and 3 hour sittings to finish up my back piece. cuss.

on a brighter note... thanks for all the tips! i unchecked the "magic" box and everything seems to be golden again!! you are all such smart kids!!

Xo, Heather

Today class…

I would like to tell you a story about a girl named Silly. She was a clever girl (even though her name could allow people to assume otherwise) however, she always seemed to find her way through the big, scary world. It was only recently that she had a bit of a stumble and fell down. Silly found herself looking around as if she had become lost in an imaginary place (a very strange world indeed).

See, Silly noticed in her 30’s that not all is what it seemed to be. In truth she found it perplexing as she circled for the knowledge that her other Friends; like Disciplined, Consistent and Stable seemed to know and be doing in this new age. It was a strange activity called running. What was this sweaty, tiring hobby that these girls had picked up and were now continuously doing? Silly only preferred to spend her time sewing, reading and drinking of the sweet booze. It was such a strange concept to her. To NOT do these things in order to partake in this otherwise, awful time sucker?

But then the world seemed to stop spinning around Silly and she saw a straight path of truth, clear as day (could have been the morning after a nice bottle of wine??? That part of the story is still unclear.) And Silly looked down. And do you know what she found… a muffin top! Now kids, I’m not describing the soft, edible kind at your local Starbucks, I’m talking about the kind that sticks up and over your skinny jeans for all others to point out and ridicule.

That’s when Silly recognized what truly was going on around her; you see class, apparently you must do this “running” thing in your 30’s to avoid the terrible “muffin top” from growing on your body. Who knew, Silly always assumed like in her 20’s and teen’s, she could continue to eat and drink anything without falling victim to this disturbing bodily growth.  Yeesh…

So, class… the moral of this story is quite simple. Silly pulled up her big girl panties, then ran 5.5 miles today, has recently lost a dress size, and all while still being able to indulge in some tasty wine this evening (and many others of course!) with her husband, all because she picked herself up when she had a little stumble and ran.  Thus YOU all can too!

(cause Silly secretly cusses the entire time while doing thus nonsense!  hehehehe...)

Ps… Silly also finished a quilt this week. (Wink, wink)

Xo, Heather