Look! It’s those Posell’s

So I don’t do resolutions.  Do you?  I know there are so many things I would like to improve on or do, that it would be crazy to pick just one.  If I had to, my time management would be #1.  So since I don’t plan on actually setting a resolution, I do however have one thing that I will do in 2010.

I am going to set up an etsy store.  Well I actually have a store, but you won’t find anything there.  I need to get some pictures taken and the stuff listed.  I’m nervous.  I know people who do so well with their stores, and I want to do what I need to to get my name out there and market my product.  My main items will be my quilted bags and hair things.  I will also probably be selling a few wood crafts too, but those 3 main categories.

I would be so proud to sell my stuff.  I love my quilted bags and give them as gifts all the time.  I belive in that product, so hopefully I can do what it takes to sell them effectively.

So here’s to 2010 and a new very intimidating adventure!

This time, times two.  I have a Christmas outfit in the works for Marley, that actually involves sewing clothes together, but this is just a onsie with a tree on it.  I saw these trees here and thought they were cute when I saw them.

I saw the Be Merry fabric line in the store and knew I had to do something with it.  I just didn’t know what.  I didn’t have a ton of money to spend on a lot of fabric that I didn’t know what I was going to use it for, so I bought two fat quarters and decided I would make Marley a hairthing.

Then I got the bright idea to put one of these fun trees on a onsie.  I also got to thinking that I didn’t have a Christmas shirt right now, so I thought I woiuld make me a matching one.  I love these fabric flowers and I had made one before for Marley to go with her Thanksgiving shirt.  I like to wear them in my hair too, but I thought I would try something different for myself, so I made me one of these headbands (I made the narrow one).  It was so easy, and I love it.  I will be making more for sure!

Here’s a really crappy picture that I tried to take of us together (I don’t know how people do this and don’t look dumb, but oh well it serves a purpose).

 I love it.  I may be dorky, but I love that we match, we NEVER do, so one time is ok right?

So I am still coming to terms with the fact that my life has changed drastically since Marley joined our family.  Mostly in a good way, and that I accept and enjoy every day.  The harder stuff I am still working on.  Like time management.  You can ask most people who know me really well and they will tell you that is is a weakness of mine.  Well since Marley has come to reside in our home, my time management skills all but dissapeared, and throw in a job, now that is just a joke.

Most of the time it’s no big deal.  Unless I want to do something extracurricular.  Like anything at Christmas.  There are so many things that I want to do, and pretty much none of them have been done.  Heck my house isn’t even fully decorated.  At least we have a tree up and it is all decorated.  The train is even up and running.  But Christmas Cards…Forget about that!  I did take a picture for them though.

don’t even have all my shopping done.  Me.  I can’t believe it.  I never leave this stuff until the end, and now I will be joining the crazies (with a baby no less) to finish up my last couple of things. 

I always leave handmade gifts until the last minute.  It’s what I do.  What can I say, it’s a flaw, that sometimes puts some stress on my marriage.  (Chad HATES that I procrastinate.)  This year, though, it isn’t as much about procrastinating as having less time.  I am making Marley an outfit for Christmas, and people, the fabric is still folded from the store.  I at least know what I’m making, but I had better shake a leg.  Tonight is my last night of work until the day after Christmas, so tomorrow, barring any naptime fiasco, I will work on that major project.  I will complete it.  That is for sure!  I have to!

So here is to just enjoying Christmas.  I love this time of year, and having a kid makes it 1000 times better.  If Marley doesn’t have a fever tomorrow, we are going to see lights somewhere and I can’t wait!  And even though I know that she won’t really apreciate Christmas morning, I can’t wait to have her open her presents.  Being a mom is the best!

I worked last night.  The night of our Davis family Christmas party.  My parents wanted so badly to take Marley with them, and as it turns out, Chad got sick and needed some alone time, so my mom got her wish.  (Chad thinks she was praying for him to get sick).  I knew that Marley would be getting her picture taken with Santa so I dressed her up in a Christmas shirt and some red pants.  She looked so cute.  She needed a bow though and a flower wasn’t going to cut it.

I knew that I had seen a tutuorial somewhere for how to make bows (like you buy) from magazines.  I thought I would be able to make one out of ribbon using that tutuorial.  I was right.  Success! 

I used this tutorial, except my pieces were 7.5, 6.5, and 5.5.  For the middle I used two pieces instead of one and kind of staggered them.  I didn’t measure them, I just cut them to the size I thought looked good.  Instead of using staples and glue dots like the tutorial does, I just used a needle and thread and sewed all the pieces together as I went.  I love the way it turned out.  I used 1/4 inch ribbon and the bow is about 2.5 inches in diameter.  Once the bow was finished, I hot glued it to a aligator clip and voila!

Isn’t she cute!  First Santa picture.  Too bad I didn’t get to be there.

I’m participating in

So the U lost last week.  Too bad.  I wasn’t able to watch the game, but I have been informed many times that it was a good game.  My friend Katie posted this on her blog, but she is private so I can’t link to it so I copied it.  Face it it’s funny weather you are a UTE or a cat.

How the Hallch Stole the Show
By Barbara Jones Brown (of the “Y” alumni, and a current “U” student…who hopes that this poem proves to be prudent?)

Every Ute Up in U-ville
Liked Utah a lot . . .
But the Hallch,
Who lived just south of U-ville, Did NOT!

The Hallch hated Utah!
The whole football season!
Now, please don’t ask why.
No one quite knows the reason.

It could be the beer, dumped on his family one night.
It could be, perhaps, that his cleats were too tight.
But I think the most likely reason of all
May have been that his helmet was two sizes too small.

But, whatever the reason,
His helmet or his shoe,
He stood there on Thanksgiving,
hating the U.

Staring up from his valley with a sour, Hallchy frown
At the red-lighted windows above in their town.
For he knew every Ute up in U-ville above
Was busy now, donning their red coats and gloves.

“And they’re hanging their U-flags!” he snarled with a sneer.
“Saturday is game day! It’s practically here!”
Then he growled, with his Hallch fingers nervously drumming.
“I MUST find some way to stop U-spirit from coming!”

For, On Saturday, he knew . . . All the U girls and boys
Would wake bright and early, their hearts full of joys.
They’d rush for Cougar Stadium. And then! Oh, the Noise!
That’s one thing he hated! The NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!

Then the Utes, young and old, would sit down (some with a beer),
And they’d cheer! And they’d cheer!And they’d CHEER! CHEER! CHEER! CHEER!
They would raise their U-banners, and posters, and signs,
Which was something the Hallch couldn’t stand to the nines!

And THEN They’d do something He liked least of all!
Every Ute down from U-ville, the tall and the small,
Would make a big fuss, with the U-band a-ringing.
They’d stand in the Muss, and the Utes would start singing!
They’d sing! And they’d sing!AND they’d SING! SING! SING! SING!

And the more the Hallch thought of this U-Fightsong-Sing,
The more the Hallch thought, “I must stop this whole thing!
“Why, for three years I’ve put up with it now!
“I MUST stop this U-spirit from coming!. . . But HOW?”

Then he got an idea! An awful idea!
THE HALLCH GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA!
“I know just what to do!” The Hallch laughed in his throat.
As he put on his jersey, his cleats and Y-coat.
And he chuckled, and clucked, “What a great Hallchy trick!
“I’ll throw a game-winning pass, to the hands of Saint . . . George!”

Then he called his dog, Max (named after himself)
And told him a secret, like a jolly old elf:
“After the game, in a press-conference tome
“I’ll tell the U’s I hate them, then send them all home!”

Then the game went as planned!
And the press conference, too!
Then the Hallch, he stood waiting, looking up at the U.
“Pooh-Pooh to the Utes!” he was hallch-ish-ly humming.
“They’re finding out now that no glory is coming!“
They’re hearing me now! I know just what they’ll do!
“Their mouths will hang open a minute or two
“Then the Utes up in U-ville will all cry BOO-HOO!

“That’s a noise,” grinned the Hallch,
“That I simply MUST hear!”
So he paused. And the Hallch put his hand to his ear.
And he did hear a sound rising over the Net.
It came loud and clear, and made his eyes wet.

Every Ute up in U-ville, the tall and the small,
Was rallying! Without any victory at all!
He HADN’T stopped U-spirit from coming!IT CAME!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!

And the Hallch, with his hallch-feet too tight in his cleats
Stood puzzling and puzzling: “Even in their defeat?”
“It came without winning? It came without glory?
“It came without rankings, BCS bowls, or story?”
And he puzzled twelve hours, till his puzzler was aghast.
Then the Hallch thought of something he hadn’t thought of en mass.
“Maybe Utah,” he thought, “isn’t so crass.”
“Maybe Utah . . . perhaps . . . does have some class!”

And what happened then . . . ? Well . . . in U-ville they say
That the Hallch’s big headShrank three sizes that day!
And the minute his helmet didn’t feel quite so tight,
He released his apology in the bright morning light
And he remembered his sportsmanship! And love of the game!
And he . . . . . . HE HIMSELF . . . ! Said Sorry!….In Vain?

Marley has but one thing to say… GO UTES!!!

We have had a wonderful day today.  The day started off with Marley taking an awesome nap so I could make my apple pies.  They turned out great.

We had a nice dinner with Chad’s family and a quick stop at my grandpa’s to visit my family.  This was our year with the inlaws so we didnt’ see everyone.

I have this insane need and desire to make Marley an outfit to go with each holiday.  I saw a onsie on someones blog that had a turkey applique on it.  I thought that Iwould make it.  The coolest thing is that the feathers are her hands.  It turned out perfect.  I also made her a hat and a flower to go with.

Here are some pictures of her after she ejoyed a delicious Thanksgiving dinner of orange jello and part of a roll.

How babies learn things.  I am amazed every day.  Marly has started crawling.  Only one or two before she falls to her belly, but by darn, she is crawling!  What amazes me most, is that she just figured out how to do it.  I didn’t teach her to crawl, she didn’t see anyone do it, she just got it.

I love this baby so much!  She just makes me happy.  The sounds she makes, her funny faces and her sweet smiles!  I always knew I would like being a mom, but I never knew how much!  She definitely is the best thing I’ve ever done!

I bought this dress for Marley a couple months ago and fully intended on using it for pictures.  It kind of looks fall-y it’s corduroy so hey we took some in the leaves.

We had every intention of going to Mueller park when the leaves were gorgeous.  In fact we packed everything including the beagles in the car and drove up there.  That place has the dumbest camp host.  It was way past time for the gate to be open and with the dogs and Marley we weren’t going to haul everything up there.  Defeated, we drove around looking for an acceptable replacement.  Nothing compared to Mueller Park, but we found this tiny park with a grove of trees that were changing so we hurried up and got a few.  It was getting close to nap time after all.

I have always thought that Halloween was a dumb holiday.  I was never the kid who wanted to dress up past the acceptable age (whatever that is, for us it was 12).  In fact my last year of trick or treating I didn’t want to do it.  I was beyond that.  Love Halloween decorations, despise the holiday.

Enter Marley.  From the time she was about a month old, I have been thinking of what I wanted her to be.  I had all these grand ideas that were quickly shot down by Chad.  He wanted her to be something, he just didn’t know what.  We were at the store one day and we saw a monkey costume.  That was it.  He was buying it.  Buying a costume went against everything I had invisioned for her first Haloween costume.  I fully intended on making whatever costume we decided on.  But sometimes it just makes too much sense to buy it, so we did.  I did tell Chad though that since he picked this year, I get to pick next year.  I know that beyond that, she is going to want to choose for herself.  I only have a small window when I can force my will on her.

So here is our little monkey.  She was so squeezable in that costume.  We made her wear it all day except for naptime.