Saturday, March 29, 2008

woot.

David has been extremely busy lately creating brilliant things for his clients, so my website has had to take a backseat for now.
Those who know me know that patience is definitely not my forte ...
So ...
I went ahead and listed my stuff on Etsy. If you haven't already been to that site .. ohhhhhh .. it's fabulous. Everything there is unique and handmade. I have bought a bunch of stuff off of the site .. art prints, shoulder bag, clothes for the girlies.
I'm insanely addicted.
The best part .. besides the fact that most are one of a kind pieces, is that the prices are phenominal. I have gotten the most gorgeous stuff for the girls that would have cost an arm and a leg at a local boutique.
I'll warn you though .. once you start browsing through the site, it's easy to lose track of time and lose a good three to four hours of your night. whoops..
If you scroll down the sidebar, you'll see the link to my shop.

I am discussing a custom project with someone at the moment and just yesterday I had the owner of a well known boutique in Roswell express some interest in carrying some of my pieces. I'll meet with her soon and see what happens!

Neighbor Drama

Our neighbor has a son who apparently has aspirations to become a rock star. He has taken up the drums and formed a band. Now, I have to say that as an art major .. I'm all about any form of the arts being enjoyed and pursued. Here's where the "BUT" comes in .. During the day, he bangs on those things in the garage (sometimes with the door open) which is basically right in our back yard. Of course, the time he starts up is always right at nap time. Not a big deal for the girls as their room is on the opposite side of the house and they have a noise machine in there .. but for me .. ugh. That's my quiet time. I NEED that time to relax and regroup. Instead, I'm now treated to the torturous, thumping bass all throughout the house. It's maddening.
David also works from home, so you can imagine how it affects him too. He's just as annoyed as I am.
The big problem is that the kid plays those damn drums at night too. I'm not talking about 6 or 7 pm ... I mean midnight .. 1am .. 2 am ..
No no no.
We sent a very nice email to his mom, voicing our concerns about a week and a half ago and it seemed to drop off for a bit. His mom is NEVER home and we never see her anymore .. and honestly, I would rather go through her considering that I'm not far enough away from my teenage years to have forgotten that complaining to a teenager is basically only begging for two things to happen:
1. Your house to be rolled
or
2. The noise to get even more obnoxious.
We're not sure if the noise stopped for a while because she recieved the email and spoke to him (we never got a reply) or if it was just a coincidence.
Either way .. it's started back up after midnight again.
Grrrrrr ...
I emailed our neighborhood PACT officer asking for some guidance on how to handle the situation and his response was, "call the police".
Um ... aren't YOU the police? *sigh
Anyhoo ...
I hate to call the cops on him .. he's a good kid, extremely nice .. just with a bummer of a hobby.
David emailed his mom a second time the other night letting her know that if it continues, we'll be forced to call the police to issue a warning. (The second visit is a citation)
I swear .. I hear the "thump, bang, crash, thump, bang, crash" even when he's not playing. I can't take anymore.
We were counting on the fact that he's 18 .. or more .. and maybe he would be moving out soon. That doesn't seem like it's going to happen though .. I mean, he would be crazy to move away from a free party house since his mom has gone MIA for the past few months.

The girls and I were playing outside today and the drumming started. I, of course, get all stressed out BUT Kaelin hears the pounding and starts to squeal with joy. Next thing you know, she's dancing all over the yard having a blast. I had to stop her after a few brief minutes so that none of the neighbors would see her enjoying the racket.


Traitor.








~DISCLAIMER ~
To all concerned parties .. I promise to get the poor girl some dance lessons before I set her loose on the general public. My "Mommy love" does not blind me to the fact that ... whoa... someone could lose an eye. I'm on it.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Botanical Gardens

The girls and I joined some friends at The Botanical Gardens today. Mommy spent a lot of time hanging out so we didn't get to see everything, but we'll get back down there again soon. The girls loved it there!

Reesey says Hi to a frog


Kaelin .. all smiles


Reese offering a flower to her buddy, Maddie ... perhaps a peace offering considering that this is the first time that Maddie and Kaelin have played together. Before today, it was always seemed like they had some High School type drama going on .. dirty looks, ignoring each other .. so funny. By the end of the day, they were havng a blast together. Yea!

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

If you have a twisted sense of humor ..

.. like I do .. check out my new favorite blog.
The Bloggess
Brilliant.
I'm in lurve.

Sneaky little bugger ...

I was washing dishes the other night .. the girls were playing with their water table two feet from me.
Kaelin tugs on my pant leg.
"Mommy?"
"Yeah?"
"Um ... the water table?"
"Yep .. it's fun isn't it? Go play!"

..... long pause .....

"Mommy?"
"Yeah?"
"Reesey .. the water table?"
"Yes, Reesey is playing too."

..... long pause .....

"Mommy?"
"yeah?"

..... long pause ....

"Reesey swimming IN the water table?"

*sigh


Just 'cause they're cute ..




Shhhhhhh ....

... Reesey is hunting Easter Wabbits ..

I deserve a 'Mom of the Year' award for my restraint.

I considered for a brief second turning this photo into a "before" shot. Kid has no clue how close she came to being the subject of a great blog post. Lucky girl.
Hopefully in time she'll learn not to tempt me with things like this ....

Our Easter plans ...

.. didn't work out as planned. That's all I can come up without using some REALLY inappropriate language.

The weekend before Easter was when most of the Easter Egg Hunts were held. We couldn't get out to any of them since Reese and I were sick. I searched and searched for some last weekend and finally found one taking place at a park in Buckhead .. sponsored by Peachtree Presbyterian Church. That really should have tipped me off to a crappy experience considering that's the school where I used to work. I won't bore you with specifics .. but when I quit, I went to the board and had the director fired. Vengence is sweet.
I digress ..

Things were off to a bad start from the beginning. I wake up late due to the fact that my alarm clock was set for PM instead of AM .. brilliant.
Luckily, David's alarm (which is NEVER on) went off at 8:15 ... Reese had been messing with it the night before and thankfully hit all the right buttons to wake me up in time to rush us all together and get out of the house. Smart kid .. she knows her Mommy can't be trusted when it comes to early morning stuff.
Finally we're all showered, dressed, and in the car.
Sweet.

While on the highway I glance in the backseat. Reese isn't wearing her glasses. Great. I ask her where they are and she responds, "In the kitchen." ugh.

I then realize that I left the camera back at the house too. Poo. The girls look adorable .. we're going to an Easter Egg Hunt without Daddy (he was on his way home from his golf trip that day) and he won't be able to see the festivities. Double ugh.

I reach down to take a sip of much needed caffeine ... and end up with coffee all down the side of my leg.
I would have just given up at this point ... turned around and gone home ... but I had two cute kiddos in the back all giddy and talking a mile a minute about the Easter Bunny, Easter Eggs, and their baskets.

We get to Chastain Park and meet my mom. She takes the girls so I can find a place to park ... which seems next to impossible given that all of the parking is on the street surrounding the park and there a thousand people packed in there. I'm sure I'm going to have to walk two miles from the car, missing the entire hunt all together. I go one street up and see a space.
Ah .. things are looking up.

Walk back to the park .. take the girls over to where there is music playing and realize I don't have my wallet. I had my license, keys, credit card, and phone in there. Noooooooo. I had it when I walked down .. so I start retracing my steps and looking all over the ground in a panic. Finally, just at the moment when I almost had an complete breakdown, my mom spots something on the check in table. Yep .. my wallet. Thankfully, someone had seen it and taken it to the organizers.

Okay .. once again .. big sigh .. I compose myself.

We line up and wait for someone to tell everyone to go. The girls are excited .. Kaelin is pointing out all of the eggs to me. Finally, it's time to go and they're off.

Now here's where Mommy almost COMPLETELY loses it.

It doesn't take me long to realize that the brilliant minds at Peachtree Pres. have created an Easter Egg Hunt for ALL ages. Not only that but the egg to kid ratio is ridiculous. About 300 kids with what looked like 200 eggs spread out here and there ....
no.
Kaelin and I walking .. Reesey and Grandma are walking .... while 200 kids 8 and above are running like maniacs. Of course, all of the smaller kids are behind a huge wave of older kids .. no chance of getting anywhere near an egg. The kids are bumping little ones out of the way .. and I had one [insert choice curse word here] Mom actually grab an egg that Kaelin was about 10 inches from. I said a few loud words to Kaelin about etiquette and was flashed a lovely look by the woman. Bring it on woman.

Less than a minute into the hunt ... it's over. Older kids holding baskets full of eggs .. little ones looking around like, "What the hell just happened?"
The girls didn't even get one egg.
not. one. friggin. egg.
Grrr .....

Kaelin looked deflated.
It broke my heart.

I had to keep reminding myself that a church event, bitch slapping the organizer probably isn't the best idea. A passive aggressive letter will be written though. I plan on pointing out the error of their ways and telling them how last year, the BAPTISTS did it MUCH better.
Ha.
So there.


The whole ride home the girls were asking me where the eggs were.

Luckily, I had bought some plastic eggs a few days before .. so when the girls took their nap I filled them with stickers and animal figurines (thank goodness they didn't bust bust Mommy for stealing things from the playroom to put in the eggs!), jellybeans and mini marshmallows. Whatever we had in the house that fit .. it went in the eggs.
I threw them around the yard and when they woke up I waited for them to peek outside and see them.
Kaelin spotted them first and was soooo exicted.

They grabbed their baskets and got to work. So .. not all was a complete loss that day.





I need to shop at Michael's more ...

Laraleigh found something a little strange on her receipt after some Easter shopping. Check out the 6th line down ...


Only $4.00! Quite a deal if you ask me! ha.

Coming Soon

Sorry guys...
I'm having issues with my computer at the moment. Apparently the 10,738 photos I have of the girls in iPhoto have taken up all of my memory on the laptop. Who knew?

Due to that fact, I'm having trouble getting photos from my iPhoto to here. I'm working on it .. so there will be a post about our Easter festivities as soon as I can clear up some space. Sorry for the delay!
Keep checking back! Hopefully tomorrow I can at least delete some of the unusable pics and free up enough space to at least get me up and running for the blog.

eesh. 10,738. I need something else to do with my time.