October 31, 2012

one little, two little, three little...

"One little, two little, three little Indians..."

Remember that nursery rhyme?

Well, this morning I walked into work and guess what? I wasn't the only little Indian at work today! My co-worker, Karen and I dressed like twins and we didn't even plan on it. Great minds think alike right!

Here are picture of the costume my mom and I made as promised here. I'm already thinking of what I'm going to be next year!

October 30, 2012

blessed by my mom & costume makings

Growing up my mom made some of our clothes for us. I have fond memories of being a little girl playing on the floor close to her sewing table while she diligently worked to create our clothes. Even into the night she labored away. While I lay awake in bed the steady hum of the sewing machine from the other room comforted me and the light from the room she worked in cast it's glow into the dark house while everyone else slept. What a mom! What a woman and an example of one I will never live up to.

My mom truly is the best. I don't know what I would do without her! The other night she helped me make my costume for Halloween. Together we worked and laughed as she taught me how to sew on her machine, the very one she used for so many years to create beauty and love in our lives.

I'm so thankful for my mom!

Any guesses for what my costume is going to be tomorrow? I know it's hard to tell from the photos, so I guess you'll just have to find out tomorrow!

October 12, 2012

“i’m here” said the rain

I had to smile to myself this morning as I drove into work and my windshield wipers attempted to wipe away the first signs of the fall rain. There were signs of trouble as sticky spots of sap left over from the summer inhibited their progress.  
We knew it was coming. Personally I was hoping the crisp morning air would call its bluff and burn off the somewhat assuming dark clouds that lingered in the horizon. Maybe, we would have one more crisp fall day with crunchy leaves instead of soggy ones. I like crunchy leaves.
My smile however was solely induced by the conversation my husband and I had the night prior as he replayed to me a conversation he had that day with one of his co-workers. They had chatted about the anticipated rain and exclaimed in shock to one another that there were actually some people that were looking forward to the rain. This is what made me smile.
As I drove, I could picture all of you rain lovers gleefully looking out your window at the first smell of rain, because I’m sure you smelled it before you saw it. And right after that I’m sure you grabbed your leg warmers, donned your boots, threw your scarf around your neck, pulled the quilt from the chest at the end of your bed, put chicken noodle soup on the menu for this weekend and ran out to get a pumpkin spice latte!  
While I am not one of you, I love you. I love you because you are who you are. I love the fall and leg warmers and quilts just like you, but I just am not in love with the wet. Wet pants, wet feet, wet hair, and wet muddy puppy paws. But, I do live in the wonderful northwest, so my promise to you as this wet seasons begins, is that I will embrace it for all it’s worth! To start, I think I need to find myself a cute pair of shoes! So I’m off to do just that! Until next time!
Happy Friday!