The girl with too many hobbies ~Part One~

Yes. That's me. For some strange reason, I have this urge to take on hobbies. It's like the urge to change my blog layout, background and profile pictures. For some reason I cannot be happy with one. This month's hobby is apron making.

I have literally been sweating over aprons this week. About 5 months ago I saw this apron on lazyorganizer.com/blog/. And I just had to have the book she used to make it.

So I bought said book.

I made an apron for Kalie, it was THE cutest thing ever! My friend Amy loved it so much, she asked for one for her daughter, Emma. I also made boy aprons for Zach and her son, Logan. They are adorable. Caleb has yet to get his apron though.

Well, Kalie and I were running errands (no, not to Aaron's. This really confuses Kalie) and we stopped by the fabric store (actually, it was calling my name) and I accidentally found some cute fabric I thought was on sale (that's another story), and bought it. I was planning on this being "my" apron (forgot to mention that I loved the apron book so much, I bought the "mom" version of the book). Since I had enough fabric, I made an adult apron and a kid apron and think I might try to sell them on eBay.


Just add it to the list.

• Sewing
• Cake baking/decorating
• Knitting
• Scrapbooking
• Photography
• Card making
• oooo, don't forget the paper making fiasco of 1998
• Blogging (Blogger, Myspace & Facebook)

Somehow my amazing husband (and family) put up with my incessant "hobbying". I am sure there are plenty I couldn't even remember to add, dating way back to early childhood years (i.e. bracelet making, cross stitch, calligraphy, drawing). It's not that I look for hobbies. I just see things and I think "I could totally do that". I try it. I like it. Then I blog about it. Then all the "parts" I invested in, get put in a box, until I decide to get rid of them or they come back in style!

Mother Daughter aprons for sale!

Fashionable! Retro!

A must have for the domestic goddess in you!

I really wish I hadn't had that Iced Hazelnut Coffee at 5 p.m. I'm wide awake. Maybe now I have time to finish that scarf I started knitting two years ago!

made ya look

hahahahaha.

I made you all look!

But as long as you are here, you might as well stay awhile and check out my blog.






For any of you slightly confused, please check out this CaringBridge site for my cousin Mary and see where I signed her guestbook: http://www.caringbridge.org/cb/viewHome.do

Inspiration

Just thought I would share this incredible, touching story that I saw on KARE11 last night. Please go to this site and read or watch the story about Amy Taylor! I hope that if I were to be diagnosed with a terminal illness, I could handle it with as much grace as Amy. I am sure that she has horrible days and painful days. But she is an inspiration to me.

http://www.kare11.com/news/news_article.aspx?storyid=519872&GID=GZEuH26kwV0TSAECrdCaI58H55O18aus9DlpD1WrQac%3D

Here is Amy Taylors CaringBridge site: http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/amytaylor

Land of the Free

We had a great 4th of July! We started the day out with the good ole Delano Parade. The kids collected loads of candy, way more that Halloween even. And we saw many friends and had a wonderful time. After the parade, we drove out to Mahtomedi and went to grandma and grandpa's for a long weekend! We spend the afternoon at Uncle Paul's swimming and catching up with family. Later in the evening, we sprayed the bug spray and walked down to the lake for the fireworks show. They were beautiful...but the kids had a looong day and barely made it...we had to start walking before the grand finale!

Like my Sig?

SO I found this really cool thingy...turns out it's called a "signature". I have one on my email and thought it would be neat to add it to my bloggy!

I had some time to kill (ie waiting for my blood to stop boiling so I wouldn't beat one of my children silly). I was just sitting here perusing blogs and found a link to a signature place. Fun fun.

My husband if off at an interview (praise God, for the interview, not that he's gone), I was cleaning up dinner and the fighting. O the fighting. I am so tired of the fighting. Those boys just do not know when to stop. So I sent them to their room (maybe that's the problem, too much time together) so I could calm down before I spanked them out of anger. That's when said perusing happened and all the signature stuff and now here I am blogging aimlessly. But they are playing oh-so-nicely in the next room. Maybe I won't need to spank them after all.