Today a little man turns two and I start my third year of motherhood. Weird.

I’m amazed each day that we make it through. Some days are full of fun and giggles and some days it feels like all I do is say, “no, no, NO!”

I’m amazed at how much harder changes are for me than him. Here’s a photo of him enjoying his first carnival ride. Mom had to stay behind the gate. He was totally fine.


I’m amazed at his memory. He knows when we are driving past or towards the usual stops: his sitter’s house, his friends’ homes, the park, church. And if we even slightly go in the direction of In-N-Out he starts chanting “double, double and french fries, please!” We probably go once a month so I’m not sure how that started!

He knows which stores pass out stickers and asks for them: Trader Joe’s, In-N-Out, and once at Luckys.

I’m much more grateful for my mama and family. Every bit of help is so appreciated and, wow, does it take a village.

I can look at him one minute and he seems so grown up, then the next minute he is dragging around his bunny lovey and he’s just a wee thing.


The days are long, but man, oh man, are the years short.

Happy Birthday, buddy! Today we’re celebrating with an Elmo helium balloon and some In-N-Out after your two year check up later this week. I am loving the simplicity of our celebration this year and can’t wait to experience the joy those things will bring you.


My mom came to visit last weekend. She only decided to make the trip a week before. I love having my mama around, but I was a bit bummed because it meant I’d only get a week’s worth of anticipation for my her visit. I’m learning that as much as I love special events, trips, visits, etc. The anticipation of an event and preparation for an event are equally, if not more enjoyable. Am I alone in that?

My birthday was Tuesday (and Eric’s 9 year cancerversary–next year the celebration will be insane)! Nothing was planned, except a visit to the dentist (fun!), and it was low-key and totally fine, but definitely less exciting because there wasn’t a “thing” to anticipate.

Am I missing out by embracing the anticipation? Perhaps if I re-frame events (like grocery shopping) and anticipate the excitement of trying a new recipe or enjoying a seasonal fruit (pomegranates anyone?) I can make even those drudgery tasks enjoyable.

Or maybe I make things out to be more exciting in the anticipation than they really are?

Thanks for coming along with this random ride through my stream of consciousness.

I hope you have a lovely weekend.

Book Club Snafu

Did I mention I started a Book Club this summer? Our first read was Bread and Wine. It was well loved. A collection of essays and accompanying recipes.  As a group we enjoyed the blueberry crumble recipe.

Well, we decided to put the second book up for decision and went with one that was also currently in theaters. The previews made it sound like a funny, light-hearted, funny book. After reading 3 chapters, I was all shades of red and completely embarrassed to have endorsed such a book for light reading. It is one thing to read it yourself, but to suggest that several other women purchase and read a book for light discussion that is littered with what I’d consider X-rated material and um, yeah.

Thank goodness I caught it, ‘fessed up to my ignorance and was able to select an alternative very light-hearted read. We’re now working through Where’d You Go, Bernadette? This is decidely PG, and laugh out loud funny. Much, much, much better.


Have you read anything lately you could recommend for future months? I’m now pre-reading books, because, well, I am trying to learn from my mistakes. Oye!

We have been enjoying the talents in our family. An honorary Nana commissioned this lovely rocking llama for our monkey. He loves it and quickly learned to mount and dismount it by himself! Check out more work by our talented family at her website here. Please note the iphone images don’t do it justice! The image of the llama on her site was taken by Eric, but somehow he wasn’t able to send it to me to use. I see who comes first, or more realistically how incredibly busy he is right now–love you babe.

Also, the “bear” in the shop name refers to Baylor. And can I just say, after many near heart attacks, I was very proud of their win this last weekend. They’ve come a long, long, long way from the football team I cheered as a student ten *gasp I’m old* years ago.

Also, I might need to up my styling/blog look game after checking out those link!

Making Memories

This blog is, for me, a public journal of my adventures.

With my little one, I strive to enjoy the moments as I’m in them, but also keep a record of them because they are quickly forgotten. Taking photos, lots with my phone, and some with a nicer camera, and keeping a journal of snippets and stories, and what the days are like.

We’re finally culling all of the images into a photo book–yay for waiting for coupons. Here are a few gems and why I love them. If you scroll over them you get a partial caption–not really sure what is going on there.

New Love

I have a new love. She came into my life on Valentine’s Day, so I guess it is meant to be. There’s been a bit of learning curve and adjustment, but we’re getting along swimmingly and I think our relationship will last for a very long time.


Did you ever have a moment where time stops and you sit back and think, “wow, something big is about to happen.” I remember having one on New Year’s Eve 2012. We were visiting my parents in Australia. Everyone went to bed before midnight struck, but I stayed up and enjoyed the evening by myself sitting on my parents 18th floor balcony overlooking the Brisbane River thinking that something big was going to happen in 2012. Little did I know I’d soon be pregnant and by late October have a little boy in my arms.

I feel like things are in flux again. We are not expecting another child, we have no plans for a move or career changes, but it just feels like something is happening.

Perhaps it has more to do with my season of growth. I’ve been devouring books. Sheepishly, I’ll admit that I’m finally finished (8 years later) The Entreprenuer’s Guide to Sewn Product Manufacturing. If you have any interest in fashion you need to know Kathleen and her blog. She’s a generous gold mine of information on numerous topics.

I am resonating with this quote from

The things we do right are often NOT the right things to do. – It’s always better to go slowly in the right direction than quickly in the wrong direction.  Ask yourself if what you’re doing is moving you closer to where you want to be.  Know that doing the right things is far more important than doing things right.  There is nothing quite so wasteful as doing with great proficiency something that should not be done at all.

I’m re-evaluating my sewing practices which have lately seemed to be disappointment after disappointment. Instead of rushing to meet a ridiculous and unnecessary deadline, I’m embracing the entire aspect of sewing. Muslin fittings sewn well and pressed beautifully. Friends that help to fit and offer critiques and suggestions. Quality supplies.

Much inspiration goes to Claudine and her absolutely fabulous work.

Up first was going to be a muslin of this Pati Palmer shirt, redesigned into a bomber-esque styled jacket with a lining added a la this unavailable Anthropologie gem. Hat tip to Kathleen for her ideas and info on drafting the lining/facing pattern in her book. Still not sure on the fabric for this–I hope to use up my stash, but may need to purchase something. This is still percolating, for sure. I have the muslin cut and half sewn, so we’ll see what comes of it, but I may go back 3 steps and re-work a block fitting shell for me. This could be a never-ending worm hole, though in part because there are so many ways to do it and in part because aren’t we all irregularly shaped with it comes to things?


My Mother

I think I’ve turned into my mother. I’m not sure that is a bad thing. I’d like to think I only follow her positive traits! I’m sure Eric could argue that point, but really, he can argue anything and gets a kick out of doing so.

So here are some of the ways, I’ve turned into my mama:

  • I re-heat day old coffee.
  • I have thoroughly researched and know where to get the cheapest grocery items and at which store.
  • I love an ice cube in my white wine.
  • A clean house is a beautiful thing.
  • We both close one our eyes and flare our nostrils when we laugh really hard.
  • Motion sickness–ick!
  • We both like to send cards and do thoughtful things for others.
  • We like organizing things–though I think she’s better, I’ll say it is because she has more “experience.”

And here are the ways I’m nothing like my mama:

  • I love whiskey, straight–sometimes with an ice cube.
  • Sashimi is yummy!
  • I don’t have perfect vacuum marks on the carpet ever.
  • I’ve lived in the same house for six years–I counted 11 that I lived in as a kiddo and my parents are in the process of moving now!
  • I’m a more adventurous cook and don’t have to follow a recipe.
  • I’m not a gambler, but she finds it entertaining.
  • She’s a great knitter, and I’m just not (yet anyways!)

Here are ways I think my mom has become like me:

  • She is getting more adventurous and is enjoying travel more.
  • Her wardrobe has gotten very stylish–I used to say it was “mom-ish.”

Love ya, mama!


Fall Cleaning

I have too much stuff. I am constantly re-arranging things in the my studio in order to use the workspace. I half-heartedly tried ebay without much success and am debating using Etsy, Craigslist, or a garage sale–anything, really!

Is any one in need of business books, vintage patterns, tie-making materials and a pattern, or any of the other random assortment of lovely things that I no longer have need for? Let me know what you want, and make me an offer. Let’s make some space, not for something new, but just so I can have some blank space. Doesn’t that sound like a win-win?




We took our first trip to the beach with our little man recently a few months ago! He loved the beach so much he bawled in the car on the way home. I loved it too. Slowing down to chase pigeons, run sand through our fingers, enjoy some snacks near the water, and try to jump over the waves was such a treat.


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