Monthly Archives: May 2011

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  • I just realized that my last three posts are basically just pictures of me and Grady. But mostly me. Whoops, I’m self-centered.
  • Fun thing: Wear the nightgown that I’m wearing in my last post and play King Lear in the storm scene. “Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! (twirl) rage! (swirl) blow! (whisk your skirt around like a bullfighter’s cape)“
  • I don’t want to toot my own horn, but if someone (anyone) were to hop on gchat right now I’m pretty sure we’d have an excellent conversation.
  • One of the best parts of my day (behind all of the magic of motherhood, naturally) is to see what is the album of the day over at Amazon’s MP3 store. Lately they’ve been sucking. But maybe tomorrow it will be something wonderful for only three dollars!
  • The next three bullets are my favorite bits of conversation from today.
  • Me: Do you believe in hell? // Cade: (giggles)
  • Me: (to Grady) We got the big one! // My dad: Osama bin Laden? // Me: No, Grady’s giant booger!
  • Cade: I like how you completely ignore me most of the time. // Me: (silence. staring elsewhere.)
  • This is absolutely not an appropriate amount of bullets. But I’m so sleeeeeeeeepy.
  • Projects I have in progress for the store: yellow star garland, 3 freeform embroideries, a slew of infant/toddler tights, various knit/crochet/embroidery patterns, a couple turban-headbands.
  • Personal projects I have in progress: too many to count. Seriously.
  • Personal projects that are sitting on the chair/table right next to me: quilt, nudie self-portrait embroidery, spaceman/eyepatch Dick Cheney embroidery (designed by the brilliant Bryan Gomm), JR’s Christmas present for last year, 3 doilies I’m hoping to use as tattoo inspiration, 2 brand new paint-by-numbers.
  • I NEED TO STOP STARTING PROJECTS. Seriously. Focus on the store, then focus on finishing everything else. Jeez louise.
  • I’m going to post this without editing because I’m sleepy and lazy. Goodnight my darlings.

flouncytwirly!

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I can’t stop playing with my amazing new nightgown!


I think it’s a vintage maternity nightgown. But it’s so flouncy! Like a circle-plus skirt with a mumu waistline! Amazing!


I seriously can’t stop working every few minutes to go swirly-twirling in this nightgown.

Black and white and fancy and final

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Adam, a dear new friend from my acting class (which is now over. sob.) asked Grady and me to model for his photography final project, and I jumped at the chance. Because I am self-centered and want everyone to take pictures of me always. Anyway, I think they turned out really beautifully.


(Grady was super grumpy that day. Just getting over a wee sickness. But luckily her angry zombie face is adorable.)


I don’t think I’ve blogged about this tattoo. It’s a line from the song that was playing when Grady was born. I’m not too interested in sharing the exact meaning with all of you, but suffice it to say it means a lot. And no, it does not mean that Grady will be the last child or that that is the last tattoo. Frankly: I almost always hate it when people ask me about this tattoo.

ANYWAY. The point of this post is this. You should subscribe to Adam’s Tumblr. Seriously. If you are a tumblerer, go subscribe to his feed now.