Well it isn't that I have been slacking off so much here...We left for a nice little camping vacation last Friday. On Saturday my dad phoned to let us know that my brother (in-law) Charlie had died suddenly of a heart attack. He was forty-seven. He was running in a ten mile race that morning with his daughter and my sister. He left this earth at the eighth mile from what I'm understanding. It is so hard to believe. He was in great shape when we saw him last month. He looked like a runner. You know how the really serious runners have that super lean, zero percent body fat look? That's how he looked. I have my crying spells. I talk to him. I have what I think are the normal feelings others have in these situations. I am not sure. I feel sad that I didn't.....(fill in all the spaces)....more often. I feel sad I didn't think about what a great guy he was. We take so much for granted when it comes to family. Anyone close to us really. How hard is it to think about each other? To say something? To do something? We treat our co-workers with more affection and respect sometimes. Not that they don't deserve it. The crazy thing was that on the way up north on Friday, I was thinking about how much time I will have as a mother when we ever get linked with a birth mother (we are in the waiting stage of the adoption process). And all my calculations were based on me not even being to the "top of the hill." But we never can know. Charlie was a dynamo. The man did not sit still for very long. He was always doing something. He accomplished so much. In comparison, I am ashamed of the time I have wasted in contemplation over things I think I want to do. I vow to try harder. My sweet husband makes lists. Maybe I'll try that.
Friday, August 14, 2009
So as I was fondling my bead stash, and perusing online for more fodder, it occurred to me how much I enjoy the hunt. Duh. Admittedly I am a resale junkie with a passion for the old and used. So I decided to try my hand at selling my little lovelies as well as incorporating them into my designs. We will see. I am in the process of setting up another shop which I named Little Blue Egg. I am happy with that. Speaking of vintage, check out these sweeties featured in kitchkitch's Etsy shop. They are so reminiscent of my childhood!
Friday, August 7, 2009
Jer's sister and her three year old were out visiting this past week. We thought it would be fun to go to the flea market on Sunday. I love the flea market!!! I also love vintage toys and fell in love with this little Rocket Racer. I think it is probably a reproduction. Still I think it makes for fantastic subject matter. I also found a few pieces of jewelry to disassemble and rework.