I've been Missing in Action for a while now, I know. I have kinda overwhelmed myself with everything that I have going on but I love it!
Things have been so hectic lately and I have been busier than I ever thought I would be that Will and I had discussed quitting teaching. Somehow though the week is over and then I tell myself that the holidays are almost upon us. Time is flying by!
We have Dias Festivos coming up and this is the time of year we kick it into high gear for December marketplace. I am the Public Relations Assistant Chair, I will be coordinating their Tea with Santa event, and I will be showcasing my designs there as well. On top of that, I am a Special Ed teacher and the season for meetings and paperwork has started. It's not really a season, it's the whole year. Then, just when I thought I couldn't possibly handle anything else, I have 3 etiquette jobs this month! Kinda freaking out right now. Breathe, Vann, breathe.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
Updated Site
If you haven't' already, please check our site regularly. I just finished updating the pricing, FAQ, Paper Finishes page, and the About Me page. What are ya waiting for? Check them out!
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Sweet Nothings between a Mother and Son...
Boy Birth Announcements
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Cole's newest word
We are definitely not proud of it but g-damnit everytime Cole says it we can't help but laugh.
It was after work and I was sitting on the floor in the kitchen with Cole. He starts in with his usual "shide" because he wants to go outside. I distract him and then he runs away screaming "shoes shoes, shoes". He brings his shoes to where I am and as he is standing he is trying to put his feet into his frocks (fake crocks-remember I only buy generic). He struggles for a few minutes and then he kicks his shoe off and yells, "Godamnit!"
Oh oh...I can't beleive I would let it slip but I must have because he's saying it now.
He won and got to go outside and as Will was bringing him in later he was saying, "no, godamnit!"
It was after work and I was sitting on the floor in the kitchen with Cole. He starts in with his usual "shide" because he wants to go outside. I distract him and then he runs away screaming "shoes shoes, shoes". He brings his shoes to where I am and as he is standing he is trying to put his feet into his frocks (fake crocks-remember I only buy generic). He struggles for a few minutes and then he kicks his shoe off and yells, "Godamnit!"
Oh oh...I can't beleive I would let it slip but I must have because he's saying it now.
He won and got to go outside and as Will was bringing him in later he was saying, "no, godamnit!"
Today's Headline
I had a bad feeling, I should have gone with my gut!
Will's dad, Bob, calls us yesterday afternoon and asks if we'd like to join him and some friends to celebrate a birthday. It's not Bob's birthday, it's one of his friends but his friends have been around for years and they're pretty much like family. He mentions the birthday man's name and it doesn't sound familiar. Bob assures us it's fine to go so we assume that it will be the usual crowd.
I feel kinda strange about going because Lady Etiquette is in my head saying "You don't remember the guest of honor, and you weren't personally invited by the host or guest of honor. Stay home."
We show up anyway. We walk into the restaurant and immediately we see a few couples who look the Winter Texan variety. Must be another party, so we walk a few more feet and spot Bob, talking to a man in his 80's. All heads look up at the young "whipper snappers"; Bob's the only familiar face in the place.
Today's headline read something like this:
Will's dad, Bob, calls us yesterday afternoon and asks if we'd like to join him and some friends to celebrate a birthday. It's not Bob's birthday, it's one of his friends but his friends have been around for years and they're pretty much like family. He mentions the birthday man's name and it doesn't sound familiar. Bob assures us it's fine to go so we assume that it will be the usual crowd.
I feel kinda strange about going because Lady Etiquette is in my head saying "You don't remember the guest of honor, and you weren't personally invited by the host or guest of honor. Stay home."
We show up anyway. We walk into the restaurant and immediately we see a few couples who look the Winter Texan variety. Must be another party, so we walk a few more feet and spot Bob, talking to a man in his 80's. All heads look up at the young "whipper snappers"; Bob's the only familiar face in the place.
Today's headline read something like this:
Lady Etiquette and Husband Crash Birthday Party
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