Thursday, March 28, 2013

Show & Tell Friday #4!

It's been a while since I've done one of these post hasn't it?  Well, it's only because I'm preparing for...........wait for it...........MY VERY 1ST EVENT!  YEAH ME!!!   I'm seriously psyched, but also nervous at the same time.  ???? Questions, questions, and more crazy questions are roaming around in my head????   What if my work is actually terrible? What if no one buys anything? What if the other business' laugh at me, push me down in the mud, and take my lunch money?
 
Okay, well that last one seems a little unlikely.

However, it still doesn't negate the fact that I am nervous.  I guess this is what leaving your comfort zone is all about.  It’s certainly not comfortable, but I wouldn’t call it boring either.  But, somewhere deep down inside...probably near my spleen, there’s a tiny voice  cheering me on, congratulating me on this very scary milestone.  So, even if I sell just one item at my very 1st event, I will consider it to be a rock-a-licious success!

Now that I’ve put that much needed nerve-fest out there, it's time for show & tell.  Guess what?   I've learned how to sew!  Not on sewing machine though, but by hand.  I'll tackle that big bad sewing machine somewhere down the road.  For now sewing by hand will have to do.  I have mastered about 3 different stitching styles, and I'm learning how to do 3 more.  

My 1st project of choice was a pillow.  (Soooo...cliche.)  ...But, it turned out nice!  So nice, that I decided to do another one.  Now I'm on a pillow frenzy!  I've completed 3 thus far.  The pillows are made from recycled t-shirts, batting for sturdiness & cotton fabric.  The t-shirts come from what I actually call my "Jacked up pile" (designs I messed up.)  Nevertheless, I'm slightly giddy about the way I've learned to take an old tee & turn it into something Fa-bee-lous!  What-cha think?  Until, next time...peace and blessings
News about my upcoming event can be found under the "News Buzz & Events" tab.

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Monday, March 25, 2013

Ring Pop wins a date to prom!


Okay, so I really, really, really had to beg my son to allow me to post this!  This post cost me 2  






Chick-fil-A milkshakes! {LARGE}  ...but, it's so worth it!





A couple of weeks ago Isaiah asked me to buy him a ring pop.  For those of you who do not know what a Ring Pop is here's a pic.  

He said it was for a science project.  Yea, right...not!  Of course, since I didn't believe him the request was denied! 
 2 days past by...

Obviously, time was of the essence so, this time around Isaiah decided to tell the truth about why he really wanted the ring pop.  He wanted to ask a girl to the upcoming prom.  Most of Isaiah' crew were coming up with creative ways of asking the girl of their choice to prom.  So, he couldn't like be...the odd ball out...now could he?  This time his request was approved!  I'm such a sucker for romance ♥♥♥.

So...I brought the ring pop, and then he requested for a ring box.   So, I found a ring box, then he requested for a note pad.  So, I gave him one that I found in my stash, and then he asked "Mom, can you draw a pic of the word "Prom" really nice & color it, since you have great artistic skills and all?"  Sigh...really???  Whose project is this again?  Okay, so I'm a sucker for flattery too!  I wanted to make it seemed like he did it, so I made it not too fancy.  Here's a pic of what we I came up with.


...And here's the link to the video one of his friends recorded of Isaiah asking Her to be his prom date.  He made up a Rap song w/the notepad from my stash.  Isaiah fumbled a couple of times, but the end result was a...YES!  Until next time...peace & blessings♥ 
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Saturday, March 23, 2013

Now, whoever said History was boring!

Don't know how true these facts are but...very interesting!
 
They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot & then once a day it was taken & Sold to the tannery.......if you had to do this to survive you were "Piss Poor"
 
But worse than that were the really poor folk who couldn't even afford to buy a pot......they "didn't have a pot to piss in" & were the lowest of the low
 
The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn't just how you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the 1500s:
 
Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty good by June.. However, since they were starting to smell . ...... . Brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting Married.
 
Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it.. Hence the saying, "Don't throw the baby out with the Bath water!"
 
Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof... Hence the saying "It's raining cats and dogs."
 
There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.
 
The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, "Dirt poor." The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way. Hence: a thresh hold.
 
In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire.. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme: Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old. Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, "bring home the bacon." They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat.
 
Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.
 
Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.
 
Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would Sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial.. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a wake.
 
England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive... So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, saved by the bell or was considered a dead ringer.
 
And that's the truth....Now, whoever said History was boring
The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn't just how you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the 1500s:

They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot & then once a day it was taken & Sold to the tannery...if you had to do this to survive you were "Piss Poor."   Poor folk who couldn't even afford to buy a pot...they "didn't have a pot to piss in" & were the lowest of the low.

Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty good by June.  However, since they were starting to smell...brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor.  Hence, the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women, and finally the children.  Last of all the babies.  By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it.  Hence, the saying "Don't throw the baby out with the Bath Water!"

Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath.  It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof.  When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof.  Hence, the saying "It's raining cats and dogs."

The floor was dirt.  Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence, the saying "Dirt poor." The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing.  As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside.  A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way.  Hence, a thresh hold.

In those days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire.  Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day.  Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while.  Hence, the rhyme: "Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old."  Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off.  It was a sign of wealth that a man could, "Bring home the bacon."  They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and "Chew the Fat."

Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the Upper Crust.

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whiskey.  The combination would Sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days.  Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial.  They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up.  Hence, the custom of holding a Wake.

England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people.  So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave.  When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive.  So, they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell.  Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell.  Thus, someone could be saved by the bell or was considered a dead ringer.

Now, whoever said History was boring?  Until next time...peace & blessings

Thursday, March 21, 2013

My son + OCD = 1 Sick Me {o_O}






In a nutshell my children are germ carriers!  I can kiss my hubby while he's sick, get sneezed on by strangers, and all is well.  I spend a minute too long with one of my children and BAM...I catch major cootie germs.  My children can take hold of an ordinary cold, twist & turn it somehow, so that when it passes on it becomes something virulent.  Okay, so where am I going with this?  It all started last Monday when...

Isaiah woke me up, from a deep sleep way before it was time to get up for school to inform me that he was ill.  Out of the corner of my right eye I peeked at the alarm clock which read 5:45am.  For the record...YES,  I am that Mom that if the situation is not life threatening or world ending it gets put on hold until 6:45am (Mon-Fri) when I'm coherent.  So, I know without a doubt I mumbled something like "go back to bed."  As it turned out, he really was sick, and was allowed to stay home that day.  Upon entering my son's room to give him meds is when I noticed items scattered in places where they didn't belong.  "Boy, as soon as you feel better this room will be cleaned"  "Yes, Mom."

Tuesday Isaiah feels slightly better, but goes to school anyway.  Cool, because I needed catch up on some housework.  Went into his bathroom to look for the Glass Plus & "LAWD HAVE MERCY ON THIS CHILE' TODAY!"  The wastepaper basket contents resembled the Tower of Pisa, the sink vanity resembled a man's cosmetic counter only the bottles and cans were all EMPTY.  The shower looked like there had been a splash party going on involving soap only.  ...But wait!  The toilet bowl was clean!

So, after I text him that he better bring his so-and-so straight home to clean his room my OCD kicked into full gear.  One room being untidy causes uneasiness.  Two rooms turns me in to Felix Unger from the "Odd Couple."   By the time Isaiah got home I knew exactly what was going into file "G", and what still had a life expectancy of a few more months.  Needless, to say I stayed in his room a minute too long with cootie germs lingering and got sick.  Sicker worse and longer than he was.  I do feel much better today after being sick almost a week. 

The awful truth is, my son is a packrat.  There is obviously an undiscovered gene between my hubby and I for "packratedness", and Isaiah has it.  My son's genetic predisposition for packratedness becomes more obvious as he gets older.  For example, if I give him a set of Chapstick from Costco, he opens each one and leaves all of the wrappers on top of the dresser.  A few days will go by and I'll say "What with those wrappers?  Are you saving them?  "Throw them out."  "I will", he says.  A week goes by and the wrappers are still there.  I imagine they are part of some imaginative creative project that is percolating along in my brilliant son's fascinating subconscious.  Then I reject that theory, and clench my teeth this time around telling him to chuck them as I swear under my breath.  Until next time...peace & blessings











Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Varsity Jacket is NOT Cool For Sub-Zero?




It’s officially “Hey, put on your coat!” season in our house.  Some people call it winter.  However, this huge fact doesn’t seem to faze my son, who refuses to wear a coat!  It's an insane issue that affects anyone with kids.  It all begins with four dreaded words:  "Nobody wears coats anymore."

Why won't teenagers wear a winter coat?  Here's the logic behind not wearing a coat, hat or gloves when it's below zero or even hovering at a balmy 32°:

  • I have to carry it around with me all day because I don't use my locker.
  • My coat is too bulky.
  • We cannot wear hats in school.  It's against the rules.
  • It messes up my look. (my daughter's fav)
  • No one else wears a coat.

The last point is the REAL reason.  "No one else wears a coat, and heaven forbid I stand out.  I'm willing to get frostbite and be incredibly cold as I walk outdoors between buildings for classes, but I MUST be like everyone else."  It seems that if everyone else is brilliant enough not to wear a winter coat when the temperature plummets my son must follow suit too.  I do wonder though what happens if a teenage boy actually wears his coat to school . . . is he ridiculed, laughed at, given dirty looks?  Sometimes, I say to myself perhaps not wearing a coat is making my son more rugged.  And, then I think ‘Nah, it’s just stupid.’ 

So, one day thinking I had an instant solution to this ongoing issue I said to him "Here's a thought...why don't you wear your varsity jacket?"  You know the one you couldn't WAIT to get when you were a HS freshman.  The jacket you raved about getting in just ONE MORE YEAR when you were a sophomore.  The jacket now that you have it, won't wear it because I don't know why..."   He says "I don't wear it because I'll have to carry it around all day."  When I tell him to put it in his locker, he retorts "That will take too long!  I'll have to walk WAAYYY to the other-side of the building, which will make me late for class."  Um...what about during lunch or study hall?  Then I'll miss my friends!  I ask "Are you ever going to wear it?"  His response "Mom I'll wear it in my Senior year...it will be BOSS then!"  This child of mine needs to be a LAWYER for every kid across America not wanting to wear a coat!!!   LOL! 

Well, one day his varsity jacket will make for a nice shadow box keepsake at least.   These days he likes to wear puffy down vests with long sleeve shirts.  It looks like he's wearing a coat, and has the ability to show off his look.  He says the cold doesn’t bother him.  ...And, I never considered red ears or frostbite to be fashion statements, but then maybe I’m just another clueless mom.  Until next time...peace & blessings

 How many parents have/are going through this?




Friday, March 1, 2013

It's Been A While!





WOW!  I really don't know where to begin.  It's been a long while since I posted...November!  Well, I can say a lot has gone on since then.  Life at the ole' homestead is good.  We celebrated the holidays at home & in New York.  Hubby got a promotion so we'll be on the road again moving to Virginia.  Hubby is already working & living there.  The kids & I will join him after Isaiah (our son) graduates HS next June.  I know, I know...it's a rough situation, but Hubby does come every weekend.   We wanted Isaiah to graduate with a class of friends instead of a class of strangers.  Plus, its hard starting all over again in a new school when you're in HS.  

Well, on a really good note I've finally caught up on all my projects & added a couple of  new ones!  I have so much to show you all, and I don't know where to start!  I'll introduce my newest pieces 1st then add more each time I post.  Those who follow me on Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/teeiabodesignshandpaintedwearableartbysonyam.jones) are all caught up, so it will be a 2nd showing for them.  :)  I also have some more good news to add.  My cousin & I will be attending our very 1st EVENT!!  YEAH US!!!  It will be held on April 6th, location Harrisburg, PA.  Stay tuned for more info as the date grows near.

Okay, now on to introduce a couple of the pieces I have done.


 

Still promoting the "Express yourself Bee who you are" collection.  I added this ladies design to the during Christmas break.

 


 Regardless of our dispositions, I hope that we can all agree on one thing...

Girls RULE! That's right! We do! In James Brown's song, he may have said "It's a Man's World", but if you listen to the rest of that song he reminds us all that he's NOTHING without a woman or a girl! *winks*
  ...And I might add, as much as men think they come up with the greatest ideas (whomever that man may be) It most likely was a woman who slyly put the idea into their head in the first place. ( I do it all the time!)  Peace & blessings until the next time






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