This is My Life . . .

Yesterday I just wasn't myself. I think we all three have colds and I had a little less patience than usual. Finally, about 4pm, Blake and I came to an agreement. . .that if he was naughty, I would ignore him; if he was nice, he got hugs, kisses and tickles (why hadn't i thought of that at about 9am?). At the end of the day, I got the dearest email from my friend who reminded me that I was just having a bad day, and not to use it to judge ANYTHING by. . .except maybe that I needed more sleep, which was for sure.

So after reading her email, I decided to go around my house and take pictures of the things that remind me of my life, my life that is – whether I am having a good or bad day.

On Melody's blog she is calling for her readers to submit photos and reminders of their life. So, this is my submission. This is my life. . .


I love – LOVE – grilled cheese sandwhiches. If it's on the menu, I order it. And thankfully, I have a personal chef. . .Chef Casineezi, who makes the best grilled cheese ever and I got a grilled turkey and cheese yesterday for lunch.
. . .my studio. I work on one of my creative mentor's desk. She sold it to me for a steal and it reminds me of her everyday. I have surrounded myself with little things that remind me of my life while I work. . .

. . .childhood tea parties and Grams.
On a recent trip to Seattle, my mother-in-law gave me a "just for cutes" prize for my studio, what a sweet darlin' bird.
I think this was a magazine ad for Nike, but everytime I read it reminds me of the little voice that is in my head when I am working, designing and creating. I read it almost everyday. "Make it real!" the voice says.









When I was a sophomore in high school, I drove 50 miles to my grandma's with an art assignment to make a site-specific sculpture. She, my grandpa and I worked all weekend to make the coolest, sculpted belt ever! I wore it to school a lot in high school. Now darling belt rests on the hips of my studio mannequin – lucky gal!


Chef Caseineezi making his speciality. . . Casineezi Bologneezi. Deelish!
yep, this is my life.
Not to mention, the many stacks of magazines I have to go through for inspiration and leisure.
That's right, check out the dates on some of them. . .

me too, pooski.
See the dirt? That is our yard – front and back. This is a part of my life that I am hoping soon changes into a beautifully, landscaped photo. Maybe we'll save some of the playdirt for Buzz and Blake in the back, but just a little mound.
Aaaahhhhh. Where I end my day almost every day. My little darling bird that reads with me at my cushy rocking chair before I go to bed. This is my life. . .