Thursday, December 27, 2012
Last week I announced that I will be opening a new shop in 2013. I will feature original art, vintage treasures and clothing, home decor and yes, more jewelry. It takes a lot of work to stock a shop! Here's a sneak-peek at what's brewing in the studio for OMT opening in January. . .
Not long now until the shop is open for business. You'll be the first to know! In the meantime, visit my existing shop for my after-Christmas $15 sale!!
And here's a picture of my Christmas dinner, Pork Wellington with garlic mashers and chard gratin, made by my amazing husband (and also a featured artist in the new shop!!). This has nothing to do with the new shop other than the fact that it was delicious and beautiful and we need to REC-O-NIZE.
Cheers to you...hope you are still at home in your jammies, eating Christmas leftovers like us!
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Now that I'm a mom, I am creating those traditions in my own home; some are new and some are recycled from my childhood. This Christmas Eve the Man and I will be frantically setting up an art easel, unwrapping a Radio Flyer wagon, and assembling a train set around the tree, (which is decorated only on the top two feet). Yes, seriously. Christmas looks pretty storybook at our house. I can't wait to see the twinkle in her eyes as we come down the stairs in the morning after Santa has visited. There are some magical moments with kids that you can't create...they just happen. My favorites of the season:
"SOCKS". As in, Santa fills my socks with toys on Christmas Eve. In her defense, they ARE socks. I've been unable to keep them on the mantel.
"COFFEE" While reading the Christmas pop-up book my aunt sent me, the Bug points out that the mama is having her coffee. As in, An angel of the lord visited Mary while she was having her coffee and told her she would have a holy child. Awesome.
Only 5 days til Christmas!
Monday, December 17, 2012
In light of last week's tragedy in Connecticut, it is more important than ever to focus on the small things we take for granted each day--pushing your kid in the swing, seeing your spouse walk through the door, and watching your child step off the bus. Being a mom and the wife of a first grade teacher made this latest tragedy even more terrifying. I asked myself what you are most likely asking..."Why?" "What can be done?"
There will never be an answer that eases the pain or brings justification to such a horrific event. Like you, I hugged my kid a little harder, lingered a little longer in the rocking chair, and sneaked in as many extra kisses as she would allow. This post is dedicated to being grateful for every tiny blessing in our lives...no matter how trivial.
Here are a few of mine today. . .
Cookie Day at our house. Bug helps. And takes smiling seriously.
Homemade Tree topper. Drugstore cheapo got the One Man's Trash treatment.
Leaves. In her butt crack.
My holly jolly manicure for office Christmas party...thank you Dollar Store. And pretty jewels.
Daily affirmations from the government. One of the funny things about being married to a teacher. . . Sometimes these parent bits make their way home. It's on our fridge now.
To being grateful.
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Home for the Holidays
It's a Wonderful Life.
It just doesn't get any more classic than this. Jimmy Stewart, Donna Reed, black & white and wonderful. I get warm fuzzies as soon as the "welcome to Bedford Falls" sign flashes on screen. I still tear up when the druggist gets the telegram and hurts his sore ear. Hell, I'm crying just writing it. When I was little, and you couldn't watch any movie, at any time, at the press of a button, my mom and I would watch it on TV and then flip to another channel to finish watching it again, and again, until my dad finally cut us off. Egg Nog and cookies REQUIRED.
A Christmas Story
Only the funniest movie, ever. EV-ER. I always watch this with my Dad on Christmas Eve. After my parents divorced, I always spent Christmas Eve with my Dad, and Christmas Day with my mom. In the battle for Christmas custody, she got It's a Wonderful Life and he got A Christmas Story. When my father was little, he looked just like Ralphie and he was born in 1956 so it's kind of the right era. He is a really quiet guy but this movie always makes him laugh so hard, it adds to my joy in watching it. Scott Farkus. He had yellow eyes--so help me god, yellow eyes! CLASSIC.
Okay, I may be on my own here. This movie is super silly and probably meant for kids. But I think pre-troubled, little, Macaulay Culkin using aftershave, eating pizza on the bed, and booby-trapping his house against burglars of the Joe Pesci and Daniel Stern variety is pretty damn hilarious. Reinforcing the "All you want for Christmas is your annoying family around" theme. Totally awesome.
Last but not least
Partly filmed in my home state of Minnesota, with Timothy Hutton, Uma Thurman, Michael Rapaport, and a pre-teen Natalie Portman, Beautiful Girls is a great story about relationships, growing up, and well, snow. Not actually a Christmas movie, but wintery and awesome. Watched best with several brown cocktails and some apps. There all sistas, Willie. Each and every one of them sistas.