From Chaos Comes Happiness

Sharing Beautiful Spaces

2012-02-01T13:10:00.004-06:00

Just a little glimpse of life as I see it today,

sharing my creative space with little Ella.

There are lots of
"Mom, can you open this?" and
"Mom, I'm hungry, can I have some juice?" and
"Mom, how does this work?"
happening from across the table.

But it's all good.

Because

WE are CREATING.

And like my most recent picture says . . .

And things are looking pretty beautiful from where I sit.

Wishing you a beautiful world,

where ever you may be.

Peace.

Magnificent Monday Vlog #11

2012-01-30T05:00:00.000-06:00

It's that time again . . .

Have you poured your coffee? Grabbed your comfy chair? Turned that phone ringer down a bit?

I hope you enjoy it!

. . . and remember . . .

LOVE YOURSELF!!

xo xo xo

My Philosophy

2012-01-25T15:14:00.000-06:00

So, I had a great conversation with my friend Dawn yesterday afternoon about . . . life. As with any conversation about life . . . it was a long one. And as I started to delve into my personal philosophy, I began to think that this would make a good blog post.

So, here goes it.

Before we begin, I should say that Dawn is a pretty cool person. I've known of her for years, but only recently began talking to her on a more regular basis. She has a great energy that is very motivating, so conversations with Dawn usually leave me feeling quite up beat. Dawn is a single mom, raising two great kids. She has spent the past 10 years (at least) holding various roles with home demonstration companies (direct sales), and most recently began taking bigger steps in leadership programs. I believe her long term goal is to begin some sort of life coaching and leadership company (which I can easily see her doing). While we were talking, Dawn mentioned how she sees such a need for stronger mentors for women in their 20's, and how she sees a big gap in this area.

I told her that I didn't need a mentor in my 20's. Well, let me rephrase that. It's not that I didn't need mentor in my 20's. I probably didn't think I needed one.

Here is My Philosophy on three decades in this life I am living so far . . .

In my 20's, I knew it all. I knew where I was going. I knew how I was going to get there. And no body could tell me any different. My teachers were unrealistic. My boss was stupid. My parents didn't have a clue about life. My friends . . . well, in my 20's, they were probably the only ones who I thought had any idea about what I was going through. . . my friends, that is, and Oprah. Because in my 20's, Oprah knew it ALL. Yes . . . that was in my 20's. Those sure were the days.

In my 30's, I was surviving all the decisions and things I did in my 20's. By this time, I realized that my boss had a direct connection to my bank account (no happy boss = no happy pay day.) And my Mom became "Mommy" again, as buying a home and having children made frequent calls to my parents more prevalent. In the 30's, the fact that Oprah knew it ALL started to annoy me. Yes . . . that was in my 30's. Those were the days.

Now, I am in my 40's, and I want desperately to find out who I really am. In my 40's, all of the things that I thought were important in my 20's and 30's just don't matter anymore. So many of the dreams I had back in my 20's mean nothing . . . the dream house, the dream car, the clothes, the trips . . . all materialistic propaganda that really have little to do with my spirit or the person I am today. I'd give anything to sit and talk to the teacher I dismissed in my 20's, for I am certain there is much I could learn from them. And I find I am far less concerned with where I am going and much more content with where I am right now in life. Yes. My 40's. These are the days.

It's interesting to look back on the past 20 years and see how much I've changed and how my out look on life has changed. I wonder what you'd see if you thought about your life.

Oh, and here's a little quote . . . from Ms. Winfrey herself. (I thought it would be fitting . . . ) ;)

Darn . . . she's pretty good, eh?

Wishing you Peace, my friends.

A Return of the Magnificent Monday VLOG (#10)

2012-01-23T05:50:00.000-06:00

WELCOME BACK, my friends!

And WELCOME to the return of my

Magnificent Monday Vlog!

Grab your coffee, pull up a chair, and sit down for installment #10 of our joyeous girl talk!
I think I created a major fashion faux pas . . .
I am wearing the same shirt that I wore in our LAST vlog, back on December 12, 2011.

FOR SHAME!!!

Note to self: do not wear repeat clothing on blog.
It makes it look like your clothing budget is really really small for your vlogs.

;)

I'm so glad you are here . . . enjoy!

Textured Words

2012-01-21T12:00:00.000-06:00

I found my way out of my gloomy creative-less state this week, and I think I'm really onto to something cool here. It all surrounds . . . Words. OUR words. Our Words for 2012.

I've spoken before about how important this whole "Word of the Year" idea is to me. It has kept me focused on things that I need to be focused on for many years now, and this year is certainly no different. I knew that I wanted to celebrate my word with a special piece of art, and I knew that I wanted to do the same for some very dear people in my life.

So, if you remember . . . it started with a trip to the local home improvement store for some letters. You may remember I shared this picture with you last week:

And here are the steps I took to make my are:

Glue torn strips of scrapbook paper, die-cuts, music paper, anything that you'd like to a plain unpainted canvas.
Mod-Podge the layer for papers and let dry.
Stick letters spelling out your word on canvas.
Completely cover canvas in white paint and let dry.
Peel letter stickers off of canvas and see exposed scrapbook materials underneath.
Randomly sand white paint in various places on canvas to expose small hints of papers underneath.
Adhere small scrap pieces of same papers on top of white paint.
Outline letters with black paint pen
Add word "remember"
Add thick layer of Mod-Podge over complete piece to set and protect work
Enjoy!

Here is another larger photo of my word . . . COURAGE:

My dear friend Peggy's word, TRUTH:

My sister's word, BALANCE:

And my friend Cindi's word, IMPROVE:

I added a key to each piece, to symbolize "unlocking the word in our year". I like that. I'm all about the symbols, you know.

And I'm all about the texture. There were NO MISTAKES in this project . . . everything goes, and I am so pleased with the outcomes. Here is another close-up shot where you can really see the layers on each piece.

And another one . . . don't you just want to reach out and touch the screen? Go ahead . . .

And a picture of the key . . . I love keys. Mysterious, don't you think? Where does the key lead you . . . if you follow your word in life?

Thanks for allowing me to share this project with you.

I am proud to say that I will be offering MANY of these in my Etsy shop in the coming days. If there is a particular word you would like to see in my shop, please leave me a comment and let me know. I'll update you on when you can add one to your home.

Until then . . . may you unlock much joy and courage in your day!

Peace, my friend.

I remember . . .

2012-01-20T13:39:00.000-06:00

Oh, boy oh boy. . . I'm finding it. It's actually all around me today. And I am blessed because of it.

Courage.

I broke out of my gloomy creative state earlier this week and made the above "Courage" art piece, which will be proudly displayed in my family room. I love it. It's a new style of art from what I've done in the past (which took COURAGE), and it's a big time reminder of what I have in me to do (CREATE).

I made three more for my dear soul sisters (LT, PK and CE) with their words for 2012 . . . I'll share photos of them after tomorrow (when I will present each of them with their pieces.) I hope they like them.

Courage.

And . . . I signed up for a course today. This course, to be exact. I've had my eyeball on it for quite some time, but felt such inner turmoil of spending the class fee on myself. After a little encouragement from some other creative souls, and a phone call with PG, I registered myself for this class.

I think it is exactly what I need right now.

Speaking of PG . . . have I told you about my amazing husband? Really. When I asked him if I could spend the $400 on this class for myself . . . not a single minute or question or hesitation took place. He immediately said, "Of course!" That man . . . he believes in me even more than I believe in myself right now. And I love him.

So, Hello Soul. Hello Business!

I'm SO ready for you!

Courage.

I think it's time . . . time to return to the Magnificent Monday Vlog . . . don't you think? I can't promise I'll get my act together enough to do one every week . . . but that is the plan. So, come back on Monday, for my return!!! WAHOOOO!!! (You've missed me, haven't you? Well . . . I've missed YOU, too!)

Courage.

And, Annalee . . . you remember Annalee, right? That adorably awesome little character of . . . me? Well, I've been designing some new cards and magnets and have some other goodies in the works . . . no time like the present, right? So, keep posted on my Etsy shop opening within the next couple of weeks.

Courage.

Yep . . . it's been long enough, don't you think?

I think it's time to get moving. . . .

Courage.

Oh . . . Anxiety

2012-01-18T09:42:00.001-06:00

Have I told you about my sister-in-law, Maria? She makes me laugh, BIG TIME. Always has. Always will.

I bought these hats for us after we visited the Pennsylvania Amish this past September.
I thought it would be funny if we each wore them when talking on the phone, to connect us.
Hmmmm . . . I wonder if she wears hers.

Maria lives in New York, and I am here in Chicago. While we don't get to see each other nearly as often as we would like, our time spent together is usually filled with lots of adventures and many many laughs. And each visit MUST allow ample time to catch up . . . on our ailments. Yes, the physical ailment kind. It's kind of become our thing . . . almost like there isn't another living soul who would understand the silliness of our deadly spider bites or broken hip bones (both we have diagnosed each other with at various points of our friendship . . . and neither being quite accurate.) I guess that is what makes our relationship so wonderful - we listen to each other and support our hypochondriac selves and then go about our business without any other discussion. Yep. That's what we do.

So, I was thrilled that she was in town last week. We had lots to discuss . . . between carpal tunnel, sore hips, falling into bathtubs (nope . . . not me), reflux, nutritionists, shoulder injuries, Wii injuries, sore shoulders, you name it - we discussed.

The last evening of their stay, Maria, her dear husband Angelo and I sat up for hours having one of our talks. I started, by discussing my reflux.

I have reflux.

Or, I think I have reflux.

So, I updated Maria and Angelo (who patiently listened with concern) on all of my symptoms and the time frame surrounding my most recently Dr. WebMD diagnosis. As any good therapists, Maria and Angelo listened. They questioned. They listened some more. Then, Angelo diagnosed.

"I don't think you have reflux. I think it's anxiety," he announced.

"What?" I asked, totally certain that I did NOT have anxiety.

"It's anxiety. Think about it . . . "

So, I have been thinking about it.

A lot.

Anxiety.

I don't have anxiety. Do I? I mean, this is ME. Leanne. I'm in control . . . right? I'm living a happy life . . . right? I believe in PEACE. I strive for BALANCE. I pride myself on enjoying the little things. What do I have to be anxious about? I lost my job . . . yes . . . but I have a supportive husband who is really allowing me as much time as I need to do what I really want to do. I have two healthy and amazing daughters. I have my health. We have a roof over our heads, food on our table, love in our hearts. What in the world do I have to be anxious about?

So, I took to the Internet. But this time, I gave Dr. WebMD a break. Because, you know, this called for serious measures. This time, I visited Dr. Mayo Clinic.

So . . . the symptoms, according to Dr. Mayo Clinic:

Constant worrying or obsession about small or large concerns (ummm . . .yep, that's me)
Restlessness and feeling keyed up or on edge (check)
Fatigue (yep)
Difficulty concentrating or your mind "going blank" (uh-huh)
Irritability (ask PG . . . he'd say "DEFINITELY")
Muscle tension or muscle aches (a few)
Trembling, feeling twitchy or being easily startled (did I mention I think I have restless leg syndrome)
Trouble Sleeping (have you seen me playing facebook games at 3am?)
sweating, nausea or diarrhea (Ok, I draw the line . . . really TMI, don't you think?)
shortness of breath or rapid heartbeat (possibly)

So, anxiety.

It could be.

Now, before you go and leave a comment about how important it is for me to seek proper medical care, I understand and I will. Really. But right now . . . TODAY . . . I am going to try and make some changes to my lifestyle and home that might help me get a handle on what I am feeling. Because I've been off. You know that I have, because I keep writing about it here.

So . . . the lifestyle and home remedies, according to Dr. Mayo Clinic:

Get daily exercise (oh boy - this is a BIG ONE, and I HAVE GOT TO DO IT. TODAY.)
Eat a healthy diet - avoid fatty, sugary and processed foods. Include foods in your diet that are rich in omega-3 fatty acids (flaxseed, walnuts, soy beans, kidney beans, salmon) and B vitamins (spinach,
butternut squash, carrots, tomatoes, mushrooms, cabbage, beef, milk, cheese)
Avoid alcohol and other sedatives (oh, ok)
Use relaxation techniques (visualization techniques, meditation, yoga)
Make sleep a priority (REALLY need to find a restful state

So, this is where I am at today.

Anxiety.

Thank you, Maria and Angelo, for bringing this to light. And thank you, blog buddies, for sticking by me. I'll keep you posted on my progress . . . by the way, do you ever feel anxiety? How do you handle it? Leave me a comment . . . I'd love to know. Really.

Peace.

96 Hours of the Good Life

2012-01-16T12:38:00.003-06:00

What a wonderful weekend we've had here in our Chaos home!
Laughs, hugs, museums, snow, bowling, Starbucks, birthdays and more.

My dearest sister-in-law, brother-in-law and nephew were in town
(all the way from New York)
and we've been going going going since their arrival.
Here are just a few of the highlights of life the past few days . . .

It started with that beautiful snow I told you about on Thursday . . .

and oh-boy . . . I loved it.

Dear PG had to dust off the snow blower for the first time this season.

Note to self . . . MUST buy a pair of boots!

Ella and Katie got to see exactly what it would be like to have a younger sibling.

Katie loved it!

As for Ella . . . the verdict is still out.

We took a great trip to the Museum of Science and Industry.

Here is Carlo with his Babbo.

I adore my brother-in-law . . . he is a wonderful man and an amazing father.

Lots of family photo opportunities at the museum!

I can't believe how big my girls are getting.

Yes, we are a family of hams (and NOT the pork kind!)

But give us a camera and a chance to act up, and we are THERE!!!

If you are from Chicago, you know that the Museum of Science and Industry has a great little "Old Town" and photo opportunity. They have recently added costumes to the experience,

and we had SO MUCH FUN!

We even had time for a birthday celebration this weekend.

Ella turns 5 the end of the month, but we were so happy to have the opportunity to celebrate her birthday with our New York Family (her Godparents).

So, Saturday afternoon . . . it was time for a BOWLING PARTY!

Carlo LOVES his cousins . . . SO MUCH.

And while they love him back, this was a great opportunity for Ella to learn a little bit about not being the youngest, and having to share the spotlight with someone else.

Still and all . . .

it was a wonderful Birthday party!!!

Oh, how I love these two!

My sister-in-law Maria, and my brother-in-law Angelo.

Beautiful people.

And these brown eyes . . .

they melt right through me.

What's ONE MORE silly photo opportunity?

Thanks so much for letting me share some of our fun with you.

I hope you had a wonderful weekend and enjoy spending time with those you love.

Wishing you Peace, my friends.

My Daily Journey . . . a Winter Update . . .

2012-01-12T12:08:00.000-06:00

s n o w . . .

I took the long way home this morning, so that I could drive down my my favorite road. Remember? It is a serene spot in this chaotic life of mine, and it brings me peace each time I drive it.

I love this road.

I think it would be cool to start a blog with photos of this road . . . just photos. Each and every day . . . to see the seasons come and go. Hmmmm . . . maybe.

In the winter . . . it is especially beautiful.

As if The Big Man, himself, came down with palette knife in hand, and a big old tube of paint, and christened each branch with the most delicate edge of white.

Whether you like the snow, or not, it's beautiful.

And Chicago is making up for the lack of it . . . all in one day. They are calling for 6 to 8 inches. That's nothing . . . in my book.

But whatever it is, it is already bringing a sense of calm to my psyche. And it's just what I needed.

I already feel better.

Wishing you a Sparkling White day, where ever you may be.

Peace!

A Letter to Me

2012-01-10T11:13:00.000-06:00

Something made me write this letter to myself. Some need to remind myself of how far I've come and remind myself of where I want to go. But primarily, a letter to get myself out of Funkytown. This, my friends, is my Letter to Me.

Dear Me,

Hi there . . . it's me. Well, it's you, actually, writing a letter to . . . you. I mean, me. Myself. I. (Oh boy, if I keep going in this direction, we're going to be here a while.)

The truth is, I think you hit the nail right on the head yesterday in your post. And I think that it's time you have a good long talk with yourself. Because it seems pretty clear to me that YOU are the only person who can get YOU moving right now. So, here we go. You see, now that we realize what the problem is, I think we need to address it and then . . . MOVE ON. Alright?

But before we do that, I think there are a couple of things you need to hear. Things that you need to tell yourself. Out loud. Because, my dear . . . you are just fine. Better than fine.

You are great.

You have a good, honest marriage to a dear man who is truly your best friend in the world.

You have two beautiful daughters who you are trying your best to raise as good, decent, compassionate, respectable human beings. You are teaching them to follow their dreams, and someday you hope they will leave you . . . and do just that.

But, you? You are an honest, dependable, passionate, hard-working woman who loves life. Yes, you are overweight. Yes, you have thin hair and stubby fingers and bags under your eyes. But you are real. True. You have an excitement for life and a yearning to share your outlook with the world. And that, my dear, is your most cherished gift.

Somewhere along the line, though, you started to beat yourself up. As if you feel you are not worthy of this life you are living. My dear, this is not going to work. You must let go of those feelings. LIVE.

You've spent many years trying to make others happy . . . following paths that would make other happy . . . but not always following your own soul. Truth be told . . . you are not responsible for making others happy. With the exception of your two daughters (who did not ask to be brought into this world), give yourself a break. Let everyone else be responsible for themselves. LET THEM GO. And . . . believe it or not . . . someday your very own daughters will be responsible for their own happiness. So, follow YOUR dream. Be who YOU want to be. You may be surprised just how amazing life can really be.

You see, you've been given a gift. Yes, and what a gift it is. Don't waste it.

For there is nothing wrong with following your dreams in life. The GUILT you have . . . it's garbage. You HAVE to let it go. Yes, money is tighter than tight right now, but this is short term. Stop punishing yourself. It's almost as if you refuse to allow yourself to CREATE, because you feel you shouldn't. You shouldn't do something that feels good to your soul, when you feel you have made a selfish decision in not working right now. Follow your heart. You've made art that says just that. Maybe you need to hang one of those pieces on your wall . . . to remind you of what you believe in.

So, enough is enough. Follow your dreams. Create your art. Be who you have always wanted to be. Don't forget where you have come from . . . but don't ever give up your dream. Only YOU can make it a reality.
I am proud of you.

And I believe in you.

Always.

Love,
Me

Moments of Peace

2012-01-09T10:53:00.002-06:00

I'm focused today. Lots of things on my list . . . and one way or another - I'm going to accomplish them! I've realized that I am the only person who can get me out of Funkytown. So, I'm working on it . . . one moment at a time.

I'm leaning on my *COURAGE* this week. When I picked that word, I had no idea how much I would rely on it. We (COURAGE and I) are standing up for ourselves. We are believing in each other. We are encouraging each other. It's a wonderful thing.

I also have these two amazing little girls . . . you know? These two little souls who continue to remind me of what really matters in this life of mine.

I was having one of those evenings last night . . . watching the clock every second waiting for bed time to come. Just praying for some quiet and the sounds of "Mommy . . . Mommmm? Mom! MOM! Mommy!!! Mom . . . Mom?!?!? MOM!!!!!" to rest their little heads down for the night and leave me with some peace. I was anxious, as getting these sweet souls off to sleep was starting to turn into a bit of a battle. . . Katie was particularly talkative, as I was called back into her room about three times before she finally settled down for the night. But the last "Mom???" from her made it all ok, as her words softened my anxious state.

"Mom?" she called.

"What is it now, Kate?" I answered.

"You know 'Adele'?" she asked.

"Yes, honey. I know Adele," I answered.

"I love to hear her music. It makes me think of you, Mommy. I think of you and can almost hear you singing along with her in our kitchen. It makes me so happy, Mommy. And birds . . . when I see them . . . the red cardinals or blue birds or anything like that . . . they make me think of you, too. I just wanted to tell you that." she said.

*sigh*

I have this memory of sitting at my Grandma's kitchen table . . . I must be around Katie's age (8 or 9) and I am watching her dance, as the sweet sounds of Big Band music play from her radio. I could have watched Grandma dance around her kitchen for hours. If I close my eyes now, I see her. Her right arm in the air holding her imaginary partner, her eyes closed, and her body turning round and round to the music. I can feel myself sway to the music in my mind, and feel as if Grandma is with me. It's a memory of my Grandma that makes my heart so happy.

Knowing that Katie has a memory of me signing in the kitchen to Adele made me stop in my tracks and think of Grandma. And the anxiety I've been carrying for weeks now just left my very soul.

It was a wonderful moment.

I bent down and kissed her forehead, and softly closed her door . . . with the biggest smile on my face.

"Mom . . . . Mommmmy????" This time . . . it came from the room next door, and from Ella. "Mommy, can you just sit with me for a few minutes, while I fall asleep?" she asked.

"Sure, honey," I said. As I knelt on the floor next to her bed, she grabbed my arm and hand and snuggled up close to me. My hand ended up right on her chest, and I could feel her heart beating right in my palm. lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup . . . life. Right there. In the palm of my hand. Life that came from me. This beautiful beautiful being.

*sigh*

My Moments of Peace. They were with me all along. I just needed to stop . . . be . . . and open my heart to them.

Today, I still feel that peace that both of my girls gave me last night.

It feels oh-so good.

And I thank God for these little girls.

I've got lots to do . . . and lots to create. I've decided that I need to release myself of the *GUILT* (gees, I hate that word. Does anyone else have a problem with GUILT in their life, or am I just a GUILT NUT) . . . anyway, I need to release myself of the GUILT I feel for not taking that job and I need to get back to what I want to do with my life. CREATE ART. CREATE INSPIRATION. CREATE a WORLD that will ENCOURAGE and INSPIRE beauty for ALL.

So, I'm doing something with all of these today . . .

Can't wait to share it with you.

Hugs, my friends. Wishing you Moments of Peace in your day.

A Funkytown Funk

2012-01-06T20:11:00.000-06:00

I think I need snow. Or warmer weather. Kind of silly, isn't it? To wish for snow in one breath, and then warmer weather in another. It's been unseasonably lovely here in Chicago this week. But I think this whole loveliness outside has my psyche in a tither. At this point in the season, I'm usually hybernating. Locked up, shades down, fireplace on . . . settling in for a *long*winters*night.

It was 55 degrees outside today. I should be happy. Right?

But, I'm lost.

I just sat down and read my dear friend Leslie's blog today . . . so inspiring, so motivating, so full of energy. I LOVE IT. Yet, I feel like I'm so far from that place . . . I've hit Funkytown, folks. You know Funkytown, right? It's right next to Crankville. Ah, Crankville . . . remember Crankville?

Oh, the good ol'blog days, huh?

Well, Funkytown is right next to Crankville. And it's a completely different place. It's not that "cranky" state of mind. It's that "I'm in a funk" one. You know the sort, right?

I know what has happened to me this week. I know exactly what I am doing to myself. It's called something like, "Wanting the whole darn world to be happy, and when they aren't, finding yourself carrying the weight of everyone elses troubles on your own shoulders so that you can hardly function." Yep . . . that's it . . . otherwise known as "Funkytown".

And I think that's what has been happening to me this week.

But Leslie's blog has me thinking. I want that energy . . . that positivity . . . that happiness. I want . . . THAT.

So, I'm trying, friends. I'm climbing up that mountain. Everytime I think I'm getting some where, I look above and see I've got miles to go. But I'm climbing it . . . one step at a time.

It's time to map out my "Ta-Da's" for the New Year, don't you think? Not that "to-do's" . . . because I think a To-Do list is nothing but a list of goals that remind you of all you have to do. I prefer to call my goals, "Ta-Da's" . . . because I know that they are going to make me feel AMAZING and help me get myself out of Funkytown. (By the way, I don't really like Funkytown. It might sound like Fun . . . but, it's not.)

My Ta-Da's for 2012

. . . (in no particular order) . . .

• Spend a MINIMUM of 3 hours in my creative space each and every day. I have GOT to. I'm in a rut on the art front, and this is NOT acceptable for a person who wishes to make great strides living her creative dreams. I need to start this TODAY. So, I will.

• Sketch . . . something . . . each and every day. Again, this is an "I HAVE GOT TO" sort of thing. I am reading an awesome book that is helping me through this process. I'll share more with you when I am more into it, but this is CRUCIAL in the whole "creative life" process.

• Write . . . something . . . each and every day. Even if it is describing my fears. Write the words. Work it out. My blog has been feeling a lack of love for some time, and I need to work it out. Write it out. Come here and share my thoughts. This has always been my avenue to express myself, and I must find it again.

• Meditate. I've done a little bit of it here and there, but nothing consistent. The thing is, when I clear the mind . . . I can function so much better with all the other things that life throws at me. I need to work on this, and this is probably going to be one of the biggest challenges for myself this year.

• Cut out the sugar . . . ALL of it. It's bad. It makes me feel like crap. And I don't need it. Really. Ok. Maybe THIS ONE will be the biggest challenge for myself. But I know that it is necessary. Sugar is bad. period. Bye-bye.

• Keep climbing the mountain. I have so many things in my mind that I want to accomplish. Sometimes I sit and the computer and soak up the inspiration from so many bloggers and artists in the world - and they inspire and motivate me. Other times, they totally intimidate me and make me want to crawl up in the fetal position and sleep the days away. COURAGE. I must find it. I must force it. I must keep climbing. I don't know how others do it. But what I am realizing, is that I cannot take others into consideration. I must only push myself . . . and then and only then will I do the great things that I know I am capable of. I can celebrate the successes of others, but I must stop judging myself simply by the things that others are doing.

So, there you have it. My Top 6 Ta-Da's for 2012.

Tomorrow is a new day, my friends.

I can do this . . .

Wishing you Peace and Courage as you work on your Ta-Da's.

hello courage

2012-01-02T10:28:00.001-06:00

I spent hours last night . . . hours . . . sitting at the computer and reading and reading and reading.

Inspired.

Sigh.

By each and every one of you.

I absolutely love the spirit in blogland right now.

This whole renewed and reinvented time of year,

when we celebrate the past and look forward to the future with such gusto . . .

Ooooo, GUSTO . . . that's a great word, isn't it?

Perhaps I'll have to keep that on the list for next year.

So many of us in blogland participate in the "Word of the Year" or "One Little Word" movement, and I love that. So many of us blog about our words and share our dreams as the slate has been wiped clean and ready to start anew. I read some wonderful stories last night. Triumphs. Failures.

All of it.

I'm constantly in awe of the honesty that exists in our little community.

My word for this year . . . .

COURAGE.

I shared it with you at the end of last week

(click here if you want to see that post).

It's a big word for me this year.

Courage.

The courage to keep going.

The courage to stand up for myself.
The courage to believe in myself, when others might not.

The courage to truly look at myself and make a change.

The courage to follow my dreams.
The courage to never give up.

I stood at my countertop this morning, searching for a new coffee cup. I've been using my "Merry Christmas" mugs and Starbucks Holiday mugs for over a month now. This seems the perfect time to pick something new. Then, I found it . . . a travel mug I bought some time last year, from my creative mentor Kelly Rae Roberts.

I use this mug often, but completely forgot what was written on it.

Today, it hit me like a brick.

hello courage!

I can't think of a better way to start the year.

I wish you Peace and Courage, my friends.

Peace and Courage.

The Rainbow of 2011

2011-12-31T10:39:00.003-06:00

I'm ready. I know many of you are, too.

Good-bye 2011.

I sat this morning and made up my little photo collage of the past year. I like to do this at the end of the year, sort of like putting a nice little bow on the year that was, and tuck it away for a while to let those memories simmer for a bit.

In my mind, I'm welcoming the New Year with open arms . . . ready for it to take me in whichever direction it chooses.

But I have to admit, as I look back at the photos of 2011 . . . I had one incredible year. Really. Absolutely incredible.

Colorful, wasn't it? I like that. Color. It surrounded us this year. What a blessing.

From banana suits, to meeting my dear blog friend Kiki, it was a year of smiles. From quiet moments in my car, to vacations to New Orleans and Disney World, it was a year of adventures. From celebrating a Royal Wedding, to watching the birth of three baby birds, it was a year of watching as life unfolds around us. From duck tape purses, to starting my own art business, it was a year of creating.

My Life. My Loves. My Art.

That is what it is all about, for me.

Through it all, it was a year of love.

And it was an honor to share it all with you.

Wishing you much Peace, Love and Courage in the New Year, my friend.

Welcome 2012!

The Return of Me

2011-12-28T20:44:00.000-06:00

I'm finding myself again. Little by little, small pieces of me are coming back. Finally.

I've been gone for a while. A few weeks, at least. Burned out. Unplugged. Drained. Every ounce of energy that once was mine had left me. I felt it. In my very soul. But, this very day . . . I feel it coming back. I threw myself into my business and my art the past few months . . . and took little time, if any, to slow down and breathe. It caught up with me. Periods of total exhaustion and emotional emptiness took over. And I shut down. This past week, I found our couch . . . and that, along with some wonderful movies (It's a Wonderful Life, The Bishops Wife, Sherlock Holmes, Gypsy, and Little Women) have pulled me away from all of the worry and the over analyzing.

God Bless my PG, he has been picking up in my mental and physical absence; doing laundry, washing dishes, parenting, everything. I'm not totally sure he understands what has been going on in my mind, but I sure am grateful he has been here. I am blessed. I know it.

Today, I'm feeling that little spark. I feel hope. I feel courage. Funny . . . it's not even 2012 yet (I didn't quite expect the "COURAGE" yet. I'm glad it's here, though.)

We went for Chinese food on Christmas Eve. It was the first time (ever) that we didn't gather at a family members house, as we decided to play it really low key this year. By Christmas Eve, I had already decided to keep forging ahead on my quest to live a creative life. And while the guilt of not working and bringing a steady income into our lives had me worried, I could not have been more thrilled when dinner was over and I opened my fortune cookie. You see, sometimes a simple little fortune cookie can let you know that you are on the right path . . .

The universe is on my side, don't you think?

So, today I find myself sitting at the kitchen table . . . with a stack of inspiration . . . filling my soul . . . feeling better. Feeling more focused than I have in weeks. Feeling like my creative mojo is slowly returning.

These books do it for me. And those three photos of me were taken during my time at The Creative Connection Event last September . . . when I started my journey. I am happy in them. 100% happy. I want to remember that feeling, and love to look at those photos.

I also pulled out the "brave girl" journal that I made during that event.

Did I ever tell you about this book? I took a class with Brave Girl Melody Ross herself, and put together this magnificent soul journal. I had almost forgotten about it, and probably haven't picked it up in months. But today . . . I opened it up and found myself returning to those very feelings I had . . . the courage . . . it's all right there.

This book will be by my side in 2012 . . . it tells me everything my soul needs to hear.

I love this feeling I have today. The renewed spirit. The energy that is slowly returning. It's a good way to start the New Year, don't you think?

How about you? How are you feeling? Leave me a comment and let me know. I'd love to hear from you.

Wishing you Peace and Courage, my friend.

Word of the Year: 2012 Edition

2011-12-27T20:46:00.001-06:00

We're getting close, my friends. Time to look ahead to the New Year with one word. Yes, I'm talking about that Word of the Year! I'm thinking about it again. Wondering what my focus is going to be for 2012. The idea originates from Scrapbook extraordinaire Ali Edwards, who reminds us that, "One little word can have big meaning in your life if you allow yourself to be open to the possibilities."

In 2008, I wanted Peace. I looked hard for it. I took deep breaths often throughout my days, and I found it. I meditated. I prayed. I tried to live with Peace in my heart, and put peaceful energy into relationships that needed it. It was a wonderful word for that year.

In 2009, I sought Balance. I needed it, bad. With a husband whose job required him to travel more and more, I felt like I was drowning between home and my own work, between being a Mom and being Me. I needed it to stop. I needed to focus. I needed balance. I said “no” to more things, and I said “yes” to things that brought something good to my life. It was a wonderful word for that year.

In 2010, I yearned to Create. The inner artist in me was starving for attention, and it was time I returned to my roots. I photographed, cooked, painted, scrapbooked, baked . . . I even gardened (which is the true sense of ‘creating’, don’t you think?) It was a wonderful word for that year.

In 2011, I chose to Believe. I wanted to believe in the things that were important. Believe in the dreams. Believe in today. Believe in tomorrow. Believe in You. Believe in Me. Who would have known that 2011 was going to present itself with so MANY opportunities for me to BELIEVE. Losing my job, starting my creative art business . . . so much I needed to BELIEVE in. Yes, I do believe that word picked me long before I picked it.

And here we are, days away from 2012. An opportunity to start anew.

I'm a little nervous for the New Year. Excited, but nervous. I've been given some opportunities, but I've decided to keep moving forward in my current direction. I'm not giving up. I believe in my art; in my character, in all that I have inside of me. But I need something to help me get through this time. With that, I share my word of 2012 with you.

cour·age

1. the quality of mind or spirit that enables a person to face difficulty, danger,

pain, etc., without fear; bravery.

2. Obsolete . the heart as the source of emotion.

I love it.

Already.

It's me.

It's exactly what I need right now.

It's exactly what I am feeling.

It is going to stay with me all year long . . . .

and I can't wait to see where it takes me.

What is your word? Have you thought of it yet? Do think of it. I promise . . . it will be with you all year long, during your hardest days. Leave me a message with your word for 2012, or write a blog post and share a link with us. I'd love to know what you are focused on.

Much Peace, friends . . . and courage.

For You . . .

2011-12-23T18:37:00.000-06:00

Much Love and Peace,

Leanne

The Happiness Telegram

2011-12-20T22:34:00.003-06:00

On Sunday, I shared my "I will . . . List" with you. The very "I will . . . List" that would soon become the outline of the next 12 months of my life, and probably many months thereafter.

I will . . .

Right now, I'm feeling like I'm moving in slow motion.

An opportunity has surfaced since that very post, that would change my "I will . . . List"

And I feel like I'm moving in slow motion right now until some sort of sign from the Big Guy upstairs comes my way, telling me what I should do. It would be so great if life happened that way, wouldn't it? If a simple telegram would arrive from Mr. G (that would be God, of course) telling me:

I understand you need guidance STOP My office is instructed to wire you all the guidance you need this very minute STOP Hee-haw and Merry Christmas STOP Mister G

Oh, wouldn't it be wonderful to receive a telegram like that?

STOP

But, alas, that only happens in the movies.

A possible employment opportunity is the in the air right now. Back in healthcare. The "where?" and "what?" doesn't even matter. What matters, is that I might have to put my art on hold. I would hope not for long. But for a while, until I get a handle on everything.

This has me confused.

Am I running?

Or am I being responsible to my family and our future?

Am I giving up too soon?

Or am I just taking a different route right now?

I've worked so very hard the past few months. I've followed my dreams. My soul has grown, and my dreams are even bigger. But I am so far from them. Am I just afraid?

Again, it's just a possibility. But with this possibility comes the questions. And ah, the questions that have been playing in my mind have me spinning. The answers? Only time will tell.

In the meantime, PG is officially on vacation . . . and I am THRILLED. He will be HOME (not only IN TOWN . . . but HOME!!!) for the next 10 days, or so. And my girls will be home and off of school. I intend to spend these next 10 days with the people who mean the very most to me, and I can't wait.

Everything else will work itself it. I've always felt that what will be . . . will be. And if my life is meant to take a different turn right now, then that is just what it is meant to do.

While cleaning up the photos on my cell phone this evening, I found a picture I took in a local art/craft store months ago. I stared at it for a long time tonight. Months ago, I knew what mattered. And tonight, while reading it over and over, I reminded myself. Whatever path I take, I will count my blessings along the way, and choose HAPPINESS. That's what my story is all about.

That's it.

That's everything.

Wishing you a wonderful day, my friends.

And, as always, Peace.

I Will . . .

2011-12-18T20:32:00.000-06:00

In a few short weeks . . .

I will have the courage to start again.

I will be braver. Stronger. More determined than before.

I will paint something new. Many things, actually. I already see them in my mind, soon I will bring them to life.

I will return to my blog, this place that has always housed my truest self, and I will fill it with dreams and possibilities.

I will write more from my heart . . . like I used to, not so long ago.

I will inspire. I will motivate. I will do the things that make me feel good.

I will believe.

I will listen. I will support. I will encourage.

I will begin something new.

I will read your words, grow through your stories, and let you know that I am doing so.

I will find my passion once again.

I will listen to those quiet whispers in my heart . . . and keep moving forward.

2011, you've been quite good to me. But 2012 . . . oh, I've got some plans for us.

It's going to be wonderful.

I will never stop believing.

No Magnificent Monday Vlog post today. So many loose ends to tie up, and lots to get ready for in the next few days. I am happy to announce that I WILL BE RETURNING with our Magnificent Monday Vlogs in 2012!!!! Just taking the next couple weeks off from them . . . to nurture the soul, you know? I think I will start 2012 with a couple of guests on the Vlog. Oh, I've got something up my sleeve, for sure.

I've been doing much of that this past week, since my "bah-humbug" rant on Tuesday. Nurturing the soul, that is. I've been reconnecting with dear friends from a lifetime ago, spending time with my family, laughing and laughing and laughing. I haven't baked a single cookie so far this year . . . and you know what? It's OK. It's better than OK . . . it's darn near PERFECT.

Yesterday we walked through the Brookfield Zoo for their Holiday Lights Festival with PG's Aunt, Uncle and their granddaughter. It was such beautiful night and the holiday lights would put any Scrooge into the very best of holiday moods.

Phil's Aunt Rose is a dear woman whom I admire so very much, and I always cherish time spent with her. I recently shared my blog information with Aunt Rose, who wasn't very aware of the whole blogland world until talking about it with me. As we strolled through the zoo, she said "I've been reading some of your blog posts. Your stories and writing leaves me with a 'feel good' sort of feeling. Is that what it's all about?" and I responded, "Yes, Aunt Rose. That's exactly what it is all about." I thought about it more and more as we continued our walk. Feel Good. Yes. That's what it is all about.

I will FEEL GOOD.

How about you? Any plans for your New Year? What will you? Leave a comment and let me know . . . or write a blog post about it and share it with us (we'll come visit. It will be fun!)

Peace, my friends.

Bah-Humbug

2011-12-13T10:11:00.001-06:00

Image from Disney's
"A Christmas Carol"
starring Jim Carrey

Feeling a little . . . blah today.

Feeling tired.

Unmotivated.

Uncertain.

Feeling like Ebenezer himself gobbled up my cheery soul.

BAH-HUMBUG!

I think it's from lack of sleep. While we had a rather exciting weekend (which I shared with you on yesterdays "Magnificent Monday Vlog"), I spent two days last week caring for little Ella, who came down with a 24 bug, and was once again woken at 2:30am THIS morning by Katie, who seems to fighting a bug of her own now.

I'm going on with about 3 and 1/2 hours of sleep right now. Oh, lack of sleep is a terrible thing.

And with that, comes feelings of poopiness.

Those of you who know me, know that I am just about the cheeriest person this time of year. I am usually glowing with Christmas Spirit and fill most of my December days with the jolliest of activities. For the past three years, I have captured all of these holly-jolly moments with the most loveliest of December Daily scrapbooks . . .

But this year, I didn't do a December Daily. Maybe that's it . . . maybe the absence of this December Daily book has left a void for cheery activities. Hmmmm . . .

I'm surprised now, the 13th of December, that I didn't do a book this year. I would think that because I am not working right now, I might have been more inclined to make a book. But I guess I just didn't have it in me. Hmmmm . . .

Maybe I need to focus on the magic of the season. Those little pieces of whimsicalness that is all over the house. Play some music and listen to the songs that warm the heart and remind me of happy times. Hmmmm . . .

Or perhaps I need to remember what it is really all about.

Yes, that's it. I think I have forgotten, and found myself a little caught up in drama of . . . nothing.

So, here's to remembering why we are celebrating this time of year.

And here's to hoping Scrooge finds another spirit to crush.

I want to get my "merry" on, Mr. Scrooge.

Wishing you Peace.

Magnificent Monday Vlog #9!

2011-12-12T04:00:00.001-06:00

What a fast week that one was! Congratulations, again, to Yenta Mary . . . the winner of last weeks give away! I've got two really fun stories that I'm sharing on this weeks Vlog, so I hope you stick around and watch them. I'm fairly sure they'll leave you with a smile!

Have a wonderful week, dear friends. I'll be back soon with more!!!

Peace!

Visit Knitting Contrissmas!!!!

2011-12-09T07:00:00.001-06:00

So, did I ever tell you about the amazing Tina from Knitting Contessa, whom I met in September at The Creative Connection Event? No? Oh, how could that be? Tina . . . she's a gem, I tell you.

I remember when I first saw her walking into one of the sessions . . . she had the most beautiful knitted scarf draped over her shoulders as if Tim Gunn himself placed it there. Only later did I learn that she, herself, knitted the scarf. Yes, she is a gem. She's as lovely as Paula Deen, and even craftier than Martha Stewart. Well . . . she's just about the next best thing to sliced bread.

Really.

I searched and searched through my photos from TCC, praying to find a picture of Tina to share with you.

I found not a one.

I did find, however, what I am certain is a photo of the dessert waiting on our table during, what I am sure, the meal I ate while sitting next to Tina . . . does this count? (I'm sure there were all sorts of grammatical errors in that sentence . . . but we'll just roll with it, ok?) Here's a picture of our dessert . . .

Tina will appreciate this, I am sure.

So, this brings me to today. My dearest Tina, the Knitting Contessa, has been the host of a lovely Knitting Contrissmas Celebration at her blog this month of December! Each day she has prepared an interview, a project, or a combo of the two, for all of us! She has some amazing talented friends stopping by to share their thoughts with us all. And TODAY . . . (gulp) my dear Tina (deep breath) has included ME!!!!

Yes, she has.

I don't think she had any idea what she was doing when asking me to participate in her wonderful Contrissmass fun! Really!

So, please do me the honor of venturing over to Knitting Contrissmas and reading up some words of wisdom from moi. And don't forget to read some of the other delightful interviews and ideas in each post! (Psst . . . there are LOTS of GIVE-AWAYS, so make sure you leave comments on each post!)

Thank you, Tina, for including me. I am honored to be a part of your December. You are an amazing soul and I look forward to TCC in 2012!!!

Peace, friends!

A Moment, and a Winner!!!!

2011-12-08T12:21:00.002-06:00

Oh, dear. Oh, me. Oh, my. I had a moment.

You know. An ugly Mom moment.

And while I'm sure that Halloween passed us by well over a month ago, I swear my head spun around and some green stuff flew out of my mouth.

What brought it on?

My children, of course. Well, not them . . . directly. More like, their actions. Well, not their actions . . . directly. More like, the mess they left in the basement. And the family room. And the living room. Oh, and the hall way. Yep. They were everywhere. And I could tell, you see, from the mess.

I love these children. I really do.
But 30 minutes before three mothers from the "Room Mom" group were expected at our home, I lost my cool. Yep, I did.

Then, I had an epiphany. A realization, you see. That . . . I am not perfect. Who cares if the house wasn't "perfect". I am NOT perfect.
Nope. I'm not.

I'm actually far from it.

My house? Nope. It's not perfect, either. And it's ok. All of it.

Because I am me. Like me . . . for me . . . and not for my house. Right? I'd rather be the me that I am . . . than the perfect person I am not.

Does that make sense?

As soon as my ugly Mom moment passed, I hugged the very children who left those messes in all of those rooms. I apologized for the head spinning, and we all promised to try and put things away when we are done playing with them. And my day continued . . . minus the ugly Mom. Katie and I agreed that the best part of being a family is knowing that you can have "ugly" moments . . . but still love each other with all of your heart.

Ugly Mom moments are sometimes the best moments of the day. Really.

Oh, and the winner of the Cardinal Pendant give away?????? (You thought I forgot, didn't you????)

Yes, I referred to my trusty "print out the comments, fold them up, and let Ella draw the winner" process. And the lucky owner of my new Cardinal Pendant is none other than adorable and beloved . . .

Oh, my dearest Yenta Mary from Food Floozie (check out her blog . . . it's deliciously delightful, all of the time!) Mary and I have been the bestest of blog buddies for years now, and never have I drawn her name during my give-aways! I squealed with delight when I saw that Mary would be the owner of my Cardinal Pendant!!! Oh, love!

Mary, please email your mailing address to me at chaostohappiness@gmail.com, and I'll gladly ship your new Cardinal pendant as soon as possible!!!!

Stay tuned, everyone, for another give-away next week!!!!

Nope . . . the holiday goodies aren't over yet!!!

And here's hoping your "Ugly Moments" bring out the very best in you!

Wishing you peace, my dear friends!!!

Happy Magnificent TUESDAY Vlog #8 - and another GIVE AWAY!!!!

2011-12-06T00:13:00.002-06:00

Wow . . . what an exciting time of year!

Like all weeks, I've got lots of great things to share with you . . . lots of lessons learned this past week . . . lots of things to think about as the holiday season is upon us.

Do you have your coffee (or tea) in hand?

Pull up a chair . . . it's time to chat . . .

Now . . . leave me a comment below, so you can win THIS pendant . . .

I'd love for YOU to have it in your lovely hands as soon as possible!

SO, leave a comment TODAY!

(The winner will be drawn and announced on THURSDAY, December 8th!)

Tweet it, facebook it, tell your friends to leave a comment on THIS POST to be entered!

Have a Magnificent Day!

Quick Hello!

2011-12-04T09:35:00.000-06:00

Just a quick hello and announcement . . . .

We are off on an adventure that I can't wait to tell you all about. Just a day or two. But it will delay my Magnificent Monday Vlog tomorrow (sniff sniff!)! So, please come back and have a cup of coffee with me on TUESDAY this week!!! Have much to share with you, as always!!!!

Happy Holidays, friends!!! Be back tomorrow!!!!

p.s. All Ornaments ON SALE NOW for $5!!!!!

Pick one up while you can!!!!

I love you.

2011-12-01T14:25:00.002-06:00

A boy I went to grade school with passed away last week.

I haven't seen him in 25 years, at least. But his memory is haunting me these days. In my mind, I see the young 11 year old boy just as I remember him. He is sitting behind his desk, wearing his Catholic school uniform of yellow shirt and brown pants, and he is laughing.

In my memory, I am sitting across from him. And I am laughing, too, at something he has just said. He was that type, you know. Always saying something to make someone laugh.

It's as clear as day.

He was 41 years old. I don't know how he died. All I know is that he is gone.

And it is bothering me. Terribly. Like most things in life, I have to write about it. It seems to be the only way I can work it out. You see, I can't help but wonder about his life the past 25 years since I last saw him. We weren't particularly close. As I mentioned, I haven't seen him in about 25 years. But I remember him. So clearly. He was a nice guy. Really. And I wonder about his life. Now. Was he happy? Was he ill? Did he love? Did he laugh often, as I remember he did in grade school? Is he at peace? God, I pray he is.

41 years old.

I'd like to live to 80. I think 80 is a great age. My Grandma Josephine lived to be 88, but the last few years of life were pretty hard on her. So, I am thinking that 80 years is a great time to go to move on to my next life.

41 years old.

I say "I love you" to Katie and Ella all of the time. I can't help it. If I am going to hop in the shower, I'll say "I love you" before I leave them in the family room. Once I get out of the shower, I'll always call down to check on them and follow it with an "I love you." I don't think I was raised in an overly affectionate household, and don't have many memories of hugs or being told "I love you" by my family. I felt loved, but I don't remember hearing the words very often. Maybe that is why I tell my girls I love them so often, so that they will remember it. I want them to know, at every second of the day, how much they are loved.

This morning, as I sat in my bathroom putting on my make-up, I heard Ella come upstairs. "Ella, is that you?" I called out. "Yes, Mom . . . I'm getting dressed," she answered. "Oh, ok. I love you," I said. "I love you, too," she answered. "I love you, three," I replied. "I love you four, five, six, seven, eight, nine and ten, Mommy," she concluded.

And I cried. Because I realized that John will never hear the words "I love you" again. And we will never hear John say them, either.

41 years old.

John, I wish you eternal peace.

And I love you.

And for all those who were in my life those 25 years ago . . . it's been a long time. Thank you for being a part of my life. You are all in my heart today, and I send you love. Where ever you may be.

Peace.

Does it rain in Heaven?

2011-11-28T21:38:00.002-06:00

We had some pretty rainy days here in Chicago last week. A whole bunch of drops fell, as many of us ran from store to store preparing for our Thanksgiving gatherings. Yes, I found myself in the middle of some pretty cold and damp days that left me chilled to the bone. And thinking . . . . about rain . . . and heaven.

I'm not an umbrella sort of person. I think I'm actually umbrella-challenged. Many a times I have found myself the unfortunate soul whose umbrella flips inside out, or with spokes that have cracked and left half of my umbrella collapsed and hitting me in the face. Not a pretty picture, I tell you. And I find it almost impossible to get my car, open the door, sit down, close the umbrella, and pull it into the car with me . . . without getting myself absolutely soaked in the process. Yes, I am what you would call "umbrella-challenged", and I am not afraid to admit.

While driving around last week, I started to think about my lack of umbrella finesse, and wondered if this meant it was time for . . . the bonnet.

You know the bonnet, right? Like . . . a rain bonnet.

I remember my Grandma wore them. I actually think Grandma must have owned stock in the rain bonnet business, because she actually had rain bonnets in every color imaginable. Never was Grandma without a rain bonnet in her purse (she was prepared . . . you never know when you might need one. They were usually right next to the butterscotch. Because, you never know when you need that, either.)

Purple, yellow, gold, silver, white, black, red . . . every color under the sun. She had them all. And she wore them. And her hair looked perfect. All.of.the.time.

I think I need one. A rain bonnet, that is. (A butterscotch would be kind of lovely right now, too, come to think of it.)

Ok. Maybe not yet. But . . . when does that rain bonnet stage hit? Is it the same time the AARP card arrives? Or perhaps when that first social security check comes in the mail? Or is it when you realize that you are umbrella-challenged?

Hmmmm . . . I wonder.

When I think of heaven, I never imagine a single rain drop falling from the clouds. In my heaven, the sun is always shining.

But in my heaven, Grandma still carries her purse and her rain bonnet, just in case. The rain bonnet is white, I'm sure. To match her wings.

Love you, Grandma.

And I think of you. . . every single day.

:)

p.s. If you happen to be in the market for a rain bonnet, they are available on Amazon for $1.59, and here is a link to purchase it. Disclosure: I have not been paid or rewarded in any way for mentioning rain bonnets in this post. Nor have I received any products in return for my endorsement of said rain bonnets via this writing. However, if you represent the rain bonnet company, feel free to send me a bonnet. I might need it one day! ;)

Magnificent SUNDAY Vlog and Cyber Monday Info!

2011-11-27T19:14:00.004-06:00

Wow . . . can it be that I was away from the computer all.week.long? Where did the time go? I unplugged. Big time. But, I'm back! BIG TIME.

And JUST IN TIME!!!

ANNOUNCING A BIG CYBER MONDAY SALE

in my Etsy Shop . . .

Tomorrow, November 28th, 2011,

click the "SHOP" tab above, or the shop to the right of this post,

or THIS LINK to get to my shop.

Add the coupon code CYBERMONDAY at check out,

and save 15%!

15% OFF OF YOUR ENTIRE PURCHASE!

Now is the time to start shopping

for the holidays, my friends!

Pick up something unique and special
for those in your life!

PLUS . . .

Purchase something on MONDAY, 11/28, and receive a free item.

It could be a book mark, a magnet, or a set of cards.

It will be FREE, and it can be another gift off of your list (or something special for YOU!)

And here is my special addition SUNDAY VLOG with a challenge for the week. . . .

HUGS, dear friends.

I'm feeling a little more creative in my brain this weekend. I think I'll be writing again very soon!!!!

Peace to all!

p.s. Spread the word . . . tell a friend . . . share the joy (and the sale) with those around you . . . we're all family here . . . I don't mind! :)

Magnificent Monday VLOG #6!

2011-11-21T15:18:00.000-06:00

Holy Guacamole!!! I'm LATE!!!

For those of you who enjoy your first sip of Monday morning coffee while watching the lively entertainment of my Magnificent Monday Vlogs . . . I apologize! I missed our Monday Morning date, and for that I am so very sorry!!! But, better late than never, right? Perhaps a mid-afternoon coffee will work today!

Enjoy!!!

Will be back soon with more delightful tales!

Wishing you Peace, and a happy life, my dears!

He SO gets me

2011-11-15T21:40:00.002-06:00

I'm participating in a heART exchange art swap this week, and I'm so very excited about it. It has been coordinated by the amazing Louise Gale, from yourheARTmakesadifference.com. If you take a few moments and read a little about this swap, you'll probably agree that it is definitely a "win-win" sort of thing. One of those opportunities when you can share something special with someone, and receive something special in return.

So, the swap is something you have made . . . from the heart.

And after a few moments of brain-storming, I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I was stuck, however, when coming up with the words to put on my piece. . . . what to write . . . what to write . . . I sat at the dinner table Monday evening throwing sayings out for PG's input. Nothing worked.

Then, HE (Mr. Phil Guy himself) came up with it. "Follow Your Heart," he said. As simple as that.

I stopped and thought about it.

Hmmmmm. Follow your heart.

"It's what you do," he said. "You follow your heart. That's what you are doing right now in life. Following your dreams. Doing art. That's what you should write on your art piece."

He gets me.

So all day today, I created. I made four pieces in this collection total, each one with slightly different colors and lettering. I'll only be sending one out to the Art Swap, and this one . . . well, this one I am going to hang in my kitchen . . .

I love it.

Follow your heart . . . where it leads you.

Perfect, don't you think?

I think I'll make jewelry out of it. Maybe put some prints of it on Etsy. I'm loving this, friends. Art. It's pretty wonderful.

I'll share more from the art swap next week. Can't wait to see what everyone does.

Wishing you peace.

Magnificent Monday VLOG #5!

2011-11-14T04:00:00.001-06:00

Oh, what a week! So glad to be here, and so happy to show you a few new items I've been working on. Hope you enjoy!

Hope you are having a wonderful day!

Have a Magnificent Monday!

I Can Hardly Stand Myself

2011-11-11T08:07:00.001-06:00

I'm like that mad scientist (and my hair even looks the part this morning), up all hours . . . in my lab . . . with fits of sleepless laughter over the creations I am pouring myself into. It's not a pretty picture . . . but that's been me this week. I feel like I'm rushing against the clock. But there is really no clock. Just my own internal creativity trying to get out.

I can't hold it any longer. Here is a sneak peek of what I've been mulling over . . .

I mean . . . really . . . MY work . . . MY art . . . in a beautiful little pendant tray that you can wear and have with you all day long. I swear . . . it's a dream, I tell you. A dream.

and a few more . . .

But that's not all.

ANNALEE

at the holidays!

All made by these very two hands typing right here.

Seriously.

When I think about what I am doing, I could cry.

Seriously.

A dream.

I still have a little work to do on the ornaments (must add the metal wire hanger and a jingle bell, because . . . it's the holidays after all!) But I woke up this morning (after another late late night in the studio) and had this overwhelming urge to share these pics with you! I will have all items on Etsy THIS WEEKEND!! (Probably Sunday). Make sure you "LIKE" my facebook page on the right, and I'll update Facebook as soon as they are available for you!

Life is Good, my friends.

So Good.

Peace.

Little Ears that Hear

2011-11-08T11:00:00.003-06:00

Oh, dear . . . those little ears that hear.

I've got four of them in my house, you know. Two belong to Katie and two belong to Ella.

And I am often very aware of those little ears during the day. It has always been really important to me that those ears only hear things that will build them up and make them happy. That is what they deserve. And I work hard at that. Those little ears are the reason I stopped watching the news about eight years ago . . . children don't need to hear about the dangers in the world right now. If the TV is on when I am home, it is always set to either the PBS children's channel, or Disney (and I've been known to turn off both of those from time to time.)

I'm aware of those ears when PG and I talk, too, as the laundry room has turned into our meeting place for serious conversations about life and family. However, every once in a while we must slip and have one of those grown up talks in a place where little ears dwell. Especially lately.

You see, PG has been traveling so often lately that we don't have much time to have those serious conversations many partners in life have. You know, the "how are we going to pay the mortgage this month?" conversations, or the "what's left in the account for groceries?" sort of conversations. So lately, they are taking place whenever and where ever they can.

Yes, I am so very blessed to be taking this artistic journey in life right now, and following my dreams . . . but the truth is, I am constantly ridden with guilt that I should be out getting a "real" job that delivers a "real" paycheck every month. Starting a business is rough . . . especially when funds are low. And while PG has been so supportive, my own guilt takes over week after week.

We must have had one of those "talks" this weekend. And today, I realized just how those little ears work. You see, it's a rainy and gloomy day in Chicago, and I decided to drive Katie to school (instead of her climbing on the bus in the damp rain this morning). I dropped Ella off first, then took Kate on to her school. And she LOVES when I do this. She considers this our time to talk. And boy oh boy . . . does she talk. I hate to admit that I often find my mind wandering as she goes from one story to another (remember . . . she tells stories like her Daddy!)

But today, I heard her stories. Each and every one. Although one story really sticks out.

"Mom," she said, "I know that money is really tight right now and you and Daddy are talking a lot about not having enough money. And I just want to tell you that you really shouldn't worry about it. I mean, I know that it is tough . . . believe me . . . I know . . . " (which just cracks me up, that she . . . the 8 year old . . . knows). She continues, ". . . . but the thing is, that you are an artist Mom. And this is all really new and the right people just haven't seen your work yet, and some day soon, you are going to find yourself getting orders on the computer every single day, and you will be making a lot of money for our family. So, I am not worried, Mom. I believe. I don't know if you believe, Mom, but I believe. You're going to make it, Mom. Yep. My Mom is an artist, all right."

Those little ears.

Does she have any idea what she does for my soul? Will she ever know how she and her sister are the driving force behind everything that I do? That they are my inspiration?

And that because of them . . . I believe.

Yes. I am blessed. I am an artist. I am a Mom. I am loved. I am poor. But I am rich, in all the ways that matter.

Peace, my friends.

Magnificent Monday Vlog #4 and GIVE AWAY WINNER!

2011-11-07T05:00:00.001-06:00

Oh, dear friends! This was a very exciting week for me! And what a MAGNIFICENT MONDAY it will be . . . for ONE LUCKY WINNER!

Watch the Vlog to find out WHO will win one of my original canvas art pieces!!

CONGRATULATIONS to our WINNER!!!
Thank you ALL for entering the give-away!

Before I leave, here is a picture of the table I set up for the Vendor Fair on Friday night (this is the one I talked about in the video.) I'm pretty happy with how it looked . . .

Remember . . . this can be YOURS! Visit my Etsy shop (click on the SHOP tab above . . . or click on the "Chaostohappiness" Etsy images at the right of this post.

Lots of good things coming this week . . . will be introducing a monthly email newsletter that you can sign up, along with making some new products (can you say . . . JEWELRY!!! WAHOOOOO!!!!) and CARDS, CARDS, CARDS GALORE!!! It's a pretty great time to bring some of this happiness into your life!

Peace, my friends!

Sunday Lovelies

2011-11-06T07:14:00.000-06:00

I love coffee . . .

(yes, I AM using my Christmas mug!)

I love cake . . .

Together, they make a lovely pair.

Don't you think?

Wishing you a delightful Sunday full of all your favorite lovelies, my friend!

p.s. Don't forget to leave a comment on THIS POST to be entered to win an ORIGINAL canvas piece of my artwork! The winner will be announced in tomorrow's Magnificent Monday Vlog!!! Oh, and it's going to be a wonderful Vlog, my friends. I have a few great stories to share!

See you then!

Moments

2011-11-02T09:31:00.003-05:00

I haven't been enjoying the little moments lately. You might be surprised by that. If you know me, you know that I am usually ALL ABOUT the little moments . . . taking notice of the birds, the leaves, dirty feet and lollipops. All things I have caught a glimpse of in the past and have written of here.

But lately, I'm trying to just get by. Trying.

Trying to raise my daughters. Trying to keep my house going. Trying to balance the national debt (our debt, that it). Trying to start a business. Trying to be a friend. Trying to be a daughter, a daughter-in-law, a wife, a mother. Trying to be me.

And the little moments? They are getting lost in the middle of all of the chaos. They are being overlooked and swept aside for something more pressing. Like, laundry. Or, groceries. Or . . . you know. Life.

And I miss them . . . the little moments.

I feel the difference in my soul.

Because those little moments make up the person I am.

And when I am without them, I feel empty.

On Halloween night, another one of those "A-ha" moments happened for me, and it all had to do with the little moments.

It was 9:00 pm, and I was exhausted. The weekend caught up with me, the day of fun caught up with me, the husband leaving for another business trip caught up with me. And I was cranky. My mind was on the schedule for the next 5 days, and the thought of PG being gone and me being in solo mode was all that I was thinking of. And then . . . there with my mind going in a thousand directions . . . I had two little girls to put to bed.

I am always amazed at the different behaviors of my two daughters. Bedtime is when I can really see it. Ella is pretty cooperative and usually jumps into bed without any prompting needed. She plays hard during her day, so she welcomes the softness of her pillow and her comfy bed with open arms. A story, a kiss, and she is down for the count. Katie, on the other hand, always has a million things she has to accomplish before she can go to bed. One last drink of water, one last look at a book, socks on the feet, blankets in place, and then . . . oh, yeah, "Mom . . . I have to tell you this one thing before you leave" is always uttered from her lips when I put her to bed at night. She tells stories like her father (which, if you know anything about Phil, know that his story telling abilities are very detailed. This detail can turn into some pretty lengthy stories!) It is usually a given that Katie will summons me back into her room to tell me "one more thing" every single night. Over and over again.

This drives me crazy.

It does. Really. Because I usually have three loads of laundry to get to, or a dishwasher to empty, or a Real Housewives of Beverly Hills episode to watch (hey . . . I'm being honest here . . . I need some down time!).

So, back to Halloween Night . . . I was ready for the couch. And there was Katie . . . calling me back into her room.

"Mommy?"

"Mommy?!?"

"MOM!"

"Kate," I said . . . very frustrated and ready to be done for the night, "what is it?"

"Mommy," she answered, "I just want to tell you that I had a really great day today. The best day in my whole life."

Bam.

Right there. A moment.

Not only that she wanted to tell me that she had the best day in her life. But that . . . she called me back in her room. I realize that my 8 year old will not always call me back into her room. I realize that there will be a time when she wants me no where near her room.

And right then and there, I realized that this moment is what I always dreamed of. 20 years ago, when I was looking for love and trying to figure out so badly who I wanted to be in this world, and what I wanted to do with my life . . . I knew that I always wanted to be a Mom. I knew I always wanted to feel the unconditional love that I saw my nephew give his mom. I new that I wanted to fill my home with love and laughter and family and happiness. I knew that I wanted to end each day reading bedtime stories and giving kisses and hugs.

And then start each day over again.

Mommy.

I'm living my dreams. Not my artist dreams. Not my business dreams. My LIFE dreams.

And I am blessed.

Here are just a few pictures of a our many Halloween "moments" that I wanted to share with you . . .

I hope you enjoy some of your little moments today, my friends!

Peace.

Magnificent Monday VLOG #3! and GIVE AWAY!!!

2011-10-30T21:00:00.003-05:00

Hey Friends!!! Time for our weekly vlog!

Before we begin, I actually have a couple corrections to announce . . . because my brain, quite frankly, has no idea what day today is! I actually begin the vlog by saying it is Vlog #4 . . . when it really is Vlog #3! AND, at the end of the Vlog, I state that I will be back next week with Vlog #5 . . . when I'll really be back with Vlog #4! (Remember when I told you once that I was really bad with numbers? Here is proof that I was telling you the truth!)

So, let our Magnificent Monday begin . . .

Now, it's time to enter the GIVE AWAY!!!

What am I giving away? Well . . . if you watched today's Vlog, you already know! But . . . . in case you didn't see it, I'll share it with you. Leave a comment and you will be eligible to win this ORIGINAL Annalee Canvas piece:

This piece is one of my very first Annalee sketches, and has great sentimental value to me

as it was a bit of a personal mantra to myself.

Listen, "One Day" is TODAY

is to remind us all that there is no better time than to present to go after our dreams.

And there is no better time than the present to pass this on to one of YOU!

So, leave a comment on this post, and YOU will be entered to win!

(I'm going to add some other goodies to the box, too! So spread the word, will you?)

ALL YOU HAVE TO DO, is leave a comment on this post!!!

Blog about it, write it on your facebook wall, tweet your friends and send them here!

The winner will be announced NEXT MONDAY, 11/7/2011, during

Magnificent Monday Vlog #4!!!

Wishing you a Wonderful Day!

56 Days Away!

2011-10-29T14:50:00.000-05:00

I woke up today . . . feeling like Christmas.

I know. I know. It's way too early . . . it's not even November yet, right? Let us enjoy a little bit of this Fall before we jump into something else, don't you think?

But I couldn't help it.

My friend Leslie has been playing Christmas music all week, and telling us about it on her Facebook page. My sister sent an email that she was in the Christmas spirit, too. It's gonna happen, you know. Why put off to tomorrow, what you can feel today, right?

If you have been around here any time at all, you know that I love Christmas. I mean, who doesn't? Ok . . . I am sure there are plenty who don't like the commercialization of it, and think it's gotten way out of hand over the years. But, my friends . . . I love the true meaning of it. The celebration of the birth of Jesus, the son of God. The giving to others and doing kind things for others. The singing of Christmas Carols and the making of hot chocolate. The snuggling while watching Polar Express. The smell of freshly baked Christmas cookies from the kitchen. The sparkling reflection of light as it hits just fallen snow. I love everything about the season.

And I'm ready for it.

It's funny, isn't it . . . how earlier this week I was in need of a vacation by the pool and beach, feeling the hot sun on my face. And today, I'm looking for my Peter, Paul and Mary Holiday CD and can't wait to wear my crazy Christmas socks. Yes, I'm in the mood.

Sorry.

You have . . . a total of 56 days, 10 hours, and 12 minutes left to put up with me.

Hope you can handle it.

;)

p.s. I went to the post office today to send out some more orders from my Etsy shop. I have had 9 orders this week, and a total of 20 items have sold! (YIPPIE!) I send each item with a cute little "Annalee" mailing label, and the lady working at the post office just went CRAZY for it! She said it was honestly the most adorable mailing label she has ever seen (and she assured me that, in her position, she comes across thousands of mailing labels.) She was so interested in what I was doing, and made me promise to bring her in some samples of my cards and stuff when I'm there next week (yes, crazy me . . . I didn't have a SINGLE business card with me! Another lesson learned . . . NEVER LEAVE HOME WITHOUT your business cards! You never know WHERE or WHEN you might find a new customer!) I left feeling SO excited about what I am doing with this new business. It's a pretty wonderful feeling. If you have no idea what I am talking about, click here to find out!

And remember, Christmas is ONLY 56 days away!!! I have some great little gift for many on your Christmas gift list. Oh, I think the Annalee Note Cards make a LOVELY gift. Too much? How about a bookmark? They really are a lovely quality . . .

Thanks, dear friends, for being here.

Have a wonderful weekend!

Vacation, anyone?

2011-10-26T14:28:00.000-05:00

I don't know where the days are going. Or the hours, for that matter. It feels like fast motion, again. Seems to happen every fall. So many things I want to accomplish by the end of the year, and the clock is ticking. So many things happening each and every day. Life is definitely good, but it's going by so fast. And some days, I need it to slow down.

PG has been home this week, which has been such a bonus. I have gotten so used to him being out of town, that I forgot how good it feels to have him home. After a pretty hectic weekend of parties and visits with family, we had a few hours Monday afternoon of just our family (PG, Me, Katie and Ella), and those few hours did a world of good for my soul.

Monday afternoon, I found myself in our car with my husband and my daughters . . . and realized that there was no place else on this earth where I would have rather been at that very minute. And how there are no other people on this earth who I would have rather been with.

I love this family of mine.

I love the unit that we make up. I love the group that we are.

The family that we are when we are together.

I love it when we are happy, or cranky.

When we are patient and calm, or when we are rushing like crazy.

I just love us being us.

And I love when we are exploring someplace new . . . together.

Even if it's just driving down a street in our town where we have never driven before.

I love being together.

I told PG that I need a vacation. I always feel this way in the fall. And even though we have been all over the country this year, I want to go away again. I feel the need to sit on a beach (or near a pool) and listen to the laughs and shrieks of my daughters as they play in the water. I long to feel the hot sun on my face, as I close my eyes and drift off to that quiet poolside slumber that only a pina colada can bring to me. The thought of seeing this . . .

Oh, how lovely. Just to soak in this,

for a little while. . . .

Maybe have a sip (or two) of this . . .

Ah . . .

It would be so nice, wouldn't it?

PG is pretty spontaneous. If I said "ok", he'd have us booked on the next flight out of here, ready to explore a new place. The four of us. Together.

Maybe one of these days . . . soon . . . I might just have to let him do that.

Any place you are dreaming of lately? Leave me a comment and let me know.

Magnificent Monday VLOG #2!

2011-10-24T04:00:00.006-05:00

Happy Monday, friends!
Time for another VLOG . . . (can it be? I thought we just did one of these!)

I am OPEN for Business!

(WOO HOO!)

Click the tab "SHOP (GRAND OPENING)" above,

link to my Etsy shop (at right) to see what's happening!

Getting Ready!!!

2011-10-22T13:04:00.000-05:00

Like this one little leaf on the branch,

getting ready to let go,

getting ready for the wind to pick it up

and take it on an amazing adventure . . .

I am getting ready, friends!

And it is SO exciting.

Wishing you Peace.

Mid-Week Inspiration!

2011-10-19T07:53:00.004-05:00

What are you shooting for today?

Wishing you Peace,
my friends.

* * *

p.s. Did you see my VLOG on Monday?
It was SO MUCH FUN!
My mind is already spinning and spinning
with ideas for future VLOGS (poor you!)

Click here to see what I am talking about.

And make sure you start each Monday with a visit right here at
From Chaos Comes Happiness!!!

Yes, friends, you heard right!

I'm turning it into a REGULAR WEEKLY VLOG post!

Oh, we're going to have SO much fun . . .
just you and me!
(and a MILLION others!)

Ok, I'm shooting for the moon . . . remember?

So, grab your coffee

and start every week with ME!

Ooooo . . .
I might even have special GUEST STARS from time to time!

TELL YOUR FRIENDS!
Let them know what's happening.
Encourage them to STOP ON BY!

Oooooo . . .

imagine . . .

I could be the NEXT OPRAH!!!

: )

Magnificent Monday VLOG!!!!

2011-10-17T04:00:00.000-05:00

Yes . . . I've done it! A VLOG!!! Sorry . . . it may be a little long. I guess I just had so much to share with you. I hope you enjoy it! I was strongly suggested to start doing them at TCC, so . . . here goes it! Watch the video and take a sneak peek at my new products that will be available on Etsy.

Thanks for joining me here today!

Have a MAGNIFICENT day!

My Daily Journey on a Fall Day

2011-10-16T12:17:00.003-05:00

The other day, my friend Touhy told me that she missed my daily journey posts, and it made me smile. I was surprised that anyone remembered how I used to write about my favorite road. Having her mention to me how she missed my stories made me want to grab my camera and hop in the car.

So, a few days later, I did just that.

My daily journey . . . has turned into my weekly journey, as I don't travel down my favorite road nearly as often as I used to (when I had a job to drive.) But I do find myself taking this road as often as possible. And just as I expected, my favorite road is changing with the seasons. The last time I wrote about this road was back in July (click here to be reminded). It's funny to read that post now. It was actually 10 days before losing my job. In the post I wrote about the need to breathe, and about how badly I needed to slow down. Funny, isn't it? 10 days after that . . . I was able to SLOW DOWN . . . BIG TIME.

Most of the time I find myself on this road now, I am accompanied by the girls. It kind of loses it's tranquility when hearing two kids arguing over who is playing which DS game, or whether they are going to be able to talk Mom into buying Gomu's for them once we get to Target. But last week, I suggested we play "The Quiet Game" just as I turned onto this road. I love "The Quiet Game", when we see who in the car can remain silent the longest. It was a cheap way to gain some serenity, and I'm all for that.

No deer stepped out to greet us this day. No moments of "Aha". Just a road, lined with trees changing colors and leaves falling down. A road, that welcomed me home. And in those few moments, I took a breath, and smiled.

"Mommy, why are you smiling?" asked Ella . . . who couldn't keep quiet (yes, Ella often loses at "The Quiet Game".)

"Because, honey. Mommy loves this road. It makes me happy," I told her.

"Yeah," she said, "I love this road too, Mommy. And I love you."

She loves me.

And in those few seconds, I was once again reminded of how very blessed I am.

Happy Sunday, my friends. I hope you have a wonderful week.

Random Thoughts and Lumpy Farina

2011-10-14T12:21:00.003-05:00

I was in a gloomy mood yesterday. Big time gloomy. After what seems like WEEKS of sunshine and glorious weather, it was a cold, damp, rainy day. Not only were we covered with rain drops all day, but I felt like there was a big dark cloud stuck right above my spirit. And it bummed me out . . . BIG time.

By 8:30 PM last evening, I was ready to put it all behind me. After tucking in the girls and changing into my PJ's, and knowing that PG was out of town (and I didn't feel much like doing anything myself), I went straight to bed. I think I was already asleep as my head lowered to the pillow. The next thing I knew, it was 6:00 AM and my alarm clock was going off.

Sleep.

Sometimes our souls just need that.

As I showered and got ready for the day, I decided that I wasn't going to let my poopy spirit come out. No matter what the weather was like today, I was going to make the best of it. So, I headed downstairs with a pep in my step, and a plan in my brain.

Farina.

I will make Farina.

And not just any Farina.

Today called for LUMPY Farina. Which happens to be, if I may be so opinionated, the very best type of Farina out there.

Don't you think?

Lumpy Farina (there are some pretty good lumps in there . . . can you see them?)

While I patiently stood over the hot stove, waiting for the lumps to form, I started to think of Oprah's What I Know for Sure monthly column in her "O" magazine. I don't read "O" very often, but when I do - I always make sure that I read what Oprah "knows for sure".

I thought about what would be on my "What I Know for Sure" list. So, here it is. My random thought this week of "What I know for Sure." Of course, it starts with lumps. Because . . .

Lumpy Farina is SOOO Good . . . the best way to enjoy farina is to have just the right amount of lumps in the bowl. There is nothing like a warm spoonful on a cold fall day . . . it's pure heaven.
Pumpkin Candles in the fall make me happy . . . I don't light candles very often, except in the fall. And my favorite scent is, hands down, pumpkin spice. LOVE the little hint of cinnamon and brown sugar that comes from a pumpkin candle. So good, I could eat it!!!!
The whole idea that "this too shall pass" . . . even during some pretty stressful times, I find peace in knowing that "this too shall pass". We are strapped on the finance end in our house right now. While we are so blessed that PG has a great job, we still are running a house with 4 people and a variety of expenses that seem to go up and down like the crazy blowing wind in downtown Chicago. I know there is a light at the end of the tunnel, but that might be months down the road. Right now . . . it's a challenge. But, it will pass.
Patience is a valuable trait . . . and one that I need to work on. I tend to want things to happen "RIGHT NOW" and that isn't always possible. I know I need to work on having more patience right now (especially when it comes to appointments, UPS deliveries, and all of the other things I have no control over.)
You can't force creativity . . . no way, no how. If it's not there . . . you can't force it. You will not be happy with the outcome and it will take even longer to come back from that. You must nurture the soul when the creative juices are dry. They will return . . . when they are ready.
Everyday brings a chance to start over . . . my personal favorite, taken from Ms. Oprah herself. Man-oh-man, do I believe this!

Here is a link to Oprah.com, where you can read 20 of Oprah's Top "What I Know for Sure" lessons. It's worth the read.

I wonder what YOU know for sure. Leave me a message and let me know.

Or write about it on your own blog, and come back and leave us a comment with the link. I'm really into learning from others . . . what can you share that you know for sure?

Nothing Gold Can Stay

2011-10-11T13:49:00.004-05:00

I am enjoying every single moment of this fall . . . every single second of every single moment. It's amazing how, without the day to day stress of my job, my eyes are wide open and I am able to take in this life of mine. I am blessed. I know it.

We had such a lovely afternoon yesterday, at a nearby nature preserve. For hours we picnicked, we hiked, we explored, and we absorbed the beauty of our surroundings . . . .

Our dear neighbor and friend, Gabby, joined us for the day. Gabby (who is 11) is so good with both Katie and Ella, and they absolutely idolize her. We've known Gabby since she was 18 months old, and she is like a third daughter to me.

I snapped this next photo of the girls as they ventured around after lunch. I think my heart skipped a beat when I saw how cool this shot came out. Even though they are getting bigger and bigger each and every day, in this great big world, they are so small, aren't they? They have so much to do and see in their lives. And I am blessed to be a part of it . . . for each of them.

Nothing Gold Can Stay

by Robert Frost

Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.

Wishing you a wonderful fall day, my friends.

The Love Leaf

2011-10-10T08:29:00.001-05:00

Look deep into nature,

and then you will understand everything better.

~Albert Einstein

We had such a beautiful day yesterday. The weather has been so gorgeous . . . almost unbelievable beautiful for this time of year. I hear it is going to be one of our roughest winters. That's ok . . . we love the snow, too.

PG is out of town, and the girls are off from school today (thank you, Mr. Columbus). I think we are going to spend the afternoon having a lovely picnic at a near by nature center. Maybe collect some more leaves.

Wishing you a wonderful day, my friend.

Hmmmmm . . .

2011-10-08T09:44:00.001-05:00

My brain is fried. Absolutely fried. Like it's been twisted and turned and every last word has been rung from it. I've got nothing right now. Just me. And my brainless self.

So, I thought I'd show you what I've been doing lately.

Boring, huh?

Sorry.

It's all I've got.

I mentioned my last post (or maybe the post before the last post) that I took over our basement (aka: PG's man cave.) I feel bad about that. I do. But I need a space right now, and this is the only option. I am secretly thrilled to have a place I call my own - a place where I can surround myself in the things I love, and the things that inspire me. And that is just what I am turning this space into.

I bought an AWESOME table at a local resale shop for . . . get this . . . $67 dollars! Seriously!!! $67 dollars. It is HUGE (came with two table leaves) and is the PERFECT workspace for the business. So, this is where I am spending much of my days lately:

Isn't that the coolest table you've ever seen? Check out those leg! I imagine painting it red or black some day (or maybe red with black distressing) . . . but right now, I have it just as it was. And it is an AWESOME station for me, and the girls, to work on. I LOVE IT!

Here is my wall of inspiration . . . with two of my Kelly Rae Roberts prints, and my presentation board at the TCC Pitch Slams. I love what I wrote on my little character board . . .

"Listen, some people spend their whole life dreaming.
Today, I am making my dreams come true."

My magnets came in. I have ordered about 75 more that will be a slightly different style, but I am really happy with how these came out. They will be available on Etsy . . . as soon as I get it going.

How is my Etsy Shop, you ask? Well, I'm waiting to copyright my character before I start selling my stuff. She is mine . . . my own design, thoughts, words, all of it. And I want to protect her at all cost. So, as soon as she is protected . . . I'll be OPEN FOR BUSINESS! And my friends, I have lots to sell!

I mean . . . LOTS and LOTS to sell!

Sometimes I feel like I have so much to do. Then I remind myself that I lost my job 12 weeks ago, and really have only been doing this for about 8 weeks. So, for 8 weeks, I'm kind of proud of myself. But, there still is lots to do.

When I get overwhelmed, I find myself reaching for this book lately. Have you seen it around? Or do you own it? It's quite lovely . . . and it inspires me more than anything. The title, alone, brings a calmness to my soul . . . Art Saves.

I feel that way, you know? I have thrown myself into my art since the big lay-off. I feel a bit of a failure on the professional front since loosing my job, and have found myself questioning what my real purpose is in this life of mine way too many times. But the art . . . it is saving me. It is giving me a purpose. A direction. A dream. A goal. And I need it right now.

Bad.

So, that is an update on me. I'm sorry the creative writing juices have dried a little. I mentioned once before that I am multi-creatively challenged . . . that I really can only handle one creative concept at a time. Right now, I am nurturing my art. But my writing suffers. Hmmmm . . . imagine a world when I can do all and be all.

Hmmmmm . . .

until then. Peace, love and hugs to all of you. How are you?

Visions

2011-10-03T20:28:00.001-05:00

I've been thinking so much about the whole idea of having a vision lately. How I can see, somewhere in my mind, what I want to do or the art that I want to make. I somehow know the steps I need to take to get to the finished product, starting with the basics and working up to the vision. And while many might question the choices I make along the way, they are often surprised if they just sit back and wait to the end. Because at the end . . . it all works out.

Visions.

I have a lot of them. I remember moving into our house 10 years ago and having a vision for our living room. I knew the color I wanted the walls to be. I knew the art I wanted on the walls. I knew the furniture I wanted to fill it. I actually went and bought the couch without PG, because I was so certain what I wanted. I remember having to talk myself out of the dog house from that one . . . as I had no idea how upset PG would be with me for buying our first home furniture purchase without him. Ah, but he has forgiven me. ;)

Here is a photo of the living room back in 2007. I tried to find a better picture to share with you, but this one was the best I had. Please forgive the holiday decorations and crock pot on the coffee table (patiently waiting to be picked up by a neighbor.)

As you can see, the room is orange.

Well, I like to call it burnt umber with a touch of salmon.

But my mom . . . she calls it orange. And she hated it the minute I painted it.

But me? I had a vision. It was exactly what I wanted. It's actually pretty cool - a dry brush glaze technique. PG and I did it together, and I remember sitting in this empty room on the wood floor, feeling so proud of our accomplishments. We love that room. And my mom? The minute she walked in, she hated it.

Years later, she will hesitantly admit that it is a very welcoming room and that the color is warm and cozy. But I know it takes a great deal for her to admit that. Yep, I still love that room. And now, 10 years later . . . it desperately needs to be repainted. I'm having a hard time doing it, though. The vision of the new room hasn't hit me yet. So, we wait. Until it does.

Because I am having visions of other things lately . . . so many ideas and thoughts surrounding my art. I find myself falling to sleep with ideas on my mind, and waking up at the same exact place, thinking about the same ideas.

At this point in the process, I am seeing my visions come to life . . . and the results are thrilling.

Looking around online tonight, I found this awesome quote I wanted to share . . .

Life is one big road with lots of signs.

So when you riding through the ruts,

don't complicate your mind.

Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy.

Don't bury your thoughts,

put your vision to reality.

Wake Up and Live!

- Bob Marley

Visions.

I love them.

Have any visions lately? Leave me a comment and tell me about it. I'd love to know.

Life Changing . . . Colors Changing

2011-10-02T22:49:00.002-05:00

Greetings my beloved friends! How do you do?

I can't believe I haven't written to you since Tuesday (tsk, tsk! This will never do.) I think life has been on some sort of fast speed mode, and I haven't even blinked in days. I find that I am now so far into the business planning of "From Chaos Comes Happiness", that I think I'm too far to turn back. Not that I want to turn back . . . no way, no how . . . but it brings a sense of relief to know that I am too far in to turn around. Does that make sense? Like, I've invested too much to walk away. It's kind of as if the fear has gone away, too. And I have to tell you . . . I like that!

I'm creating creating creating . . . and I am so excited about everything that will be available soon. I know I keep talking about the "Etsy Store!" I am sure you are wondering what is taking so long . . . my friends, there is SO MUCH to do to get a store up. Product descriptions need to be written, photos need to be taken, shop policies need to be determined . . . it's crazy. But it's SO AMAZINGLY EXCITING! I want to make sure my shop is professional and as perfect as this novice business owner can make it. So, I'm taking my time making sure I am setting things up right. It WILL BE HERE . . . SOON! (I promise!) In the meantime, I can tell you that I will have magnets, bookmarks, original canvas pieces, greeting cards galore, and prints available. Inventory is arriving daily, and I have turned my basement into my studio (poor PG has lost his man cave!) But it is going to be AH-MAZING!!! Really . . . so, hang in there with me. I promise, it will be worth the wait.

In the middle of all of that, I was able to escape with the family for lots of fun this weekend. We visited with some of our dear relatives that we don't get to see very often, and what a blast we had. This morning, we had breakfast with dear cousins of ours (Tom, Ada and Zola) and after having so much fun at breakfast, we decided to extend our visit to a nearby park.

It was such a beautiful day. But wait! After a FEW HOURS of jungle gymming and swinging, we extended our visit even longer and had lunch together, too. (Yes, I said we met for breakfast . . . and then had lunch, too. When the company is this much fun, why not continue it?) We threatened to follow them home for dinner, but decided to do that another night instead.

But what a beautiful day it was in Chicago today. Stunning. I've been so focused on starting my business, that I completely missed the end of summer and the beginning of fall. When did this happen? Spending this much needed time outside today found me absolutely mesmerized by the changing leaves. Really . . . so beautiful . . .

I could have stood under this tree for hours, just looking up.

Wait . . . I think I did.

So now, I have a busy busy week ahead. Time to find an attorney, a CPA, set up my business license, package my greeting cards, and keep on creating.

You know what has been so cool about this adventure of mine? I love how this is spilling over to so many people in my life. One day last week, as PG was heading out the door for work, he called out to me, "Honey, I left a quote on the kitchen table for your work!" And when I went downstairs, I found this . . .

. . . written by Mr. PG, himself. It's so cool, you know? To see how what I am doing is even motivating him. I love it.

I do hope you are all doing well. I hope you have a wonderfully productive and inspiring week and hope you'll come by soon to tell me all about it.

Take care, my dears. I'll update you on life as it happens!

Sending you hugs and Wishing you Peace!

And what do YOU do?

2011-09-27T16:38:00.001-05:00

"And what do you do, Leanne?" she asked . . . as I stood over a counter munching on some fresh broccoli and delicious dip.

"Me?" I answered, "well . . . I'm an Artist."

I said it. To a complete stranger. And then I smiled. A great big smile.

I've never done that before, you know? I've never said that I was an artist. But last Friday (the very day I felt in a gloomy state and wrote that "The Pits" post on this very blog), I said I was an artist. Yes, I did. At a home demonstration, over the broccoli dip. I said, "I am an Artist!" And I've been smiling ever since.

I put it out there, friends. In the great big universe. And since then, I've been making it happen. After claiming my position in the universe, and after a heart-to-heart with both PG and my sister, I am moving forward. I am surrounded by love and support. From family, friends, and blogsouls (that would be you!) and I am forever grateful. Really. Big hugs to you.

Yes, mailing boxes have been ordered, Etsy descriptions are being written, calls made, really cool work table bought at a local resale shop, product created. All of it.

Today I talked about some "business" stuff with my Mom. After she took in all of my mumble jumble, she asked, "How did you get so smart?" . . . and my heart did a flip. Yep, I think Mom even believes I can do this. And my friends . . . that makes me feel really really good.

So, I'm hoping to have Etsy open by the end of the week (or over the weekend.) I've got some awesome products that I'll be selling, and I'll probably be asking my dear blog friends (eh-hem) to throw a few shout outs for me. I'm asking for all the traffic I can get, friends. This isn't just a business to me . . . this is a new life. And it's a bit of a miracle, too.

Yes, I am an artist.

:)

Lock your Doors

2011-09-25T13:16:00.002-05:00

A few weeks ago, Katie was getting ready for school and had a few minutes to spare before her bus was expected, so she asked if she could ride her scooter on the sidewalk while we waited for her school bus.

"Sure," I said, "but be careful, honey. Don't hurt yourself." I called out, as she headed toward the door. The minute I said, "don't hurt yourself", I started thinking. Why do I do that? Why do I always have to warn her, or say something like, "don't hurt yourself", "don't fall down", "don't do this or that"? It's not like she is the type of kid who heads outside and purposefully tries to fall down and hurt herself. Why can't I just let her be a kid and go and run and have fun, and not have to throw some sort of negative idea in to the air? Is that just a mother thing? Something that all mothers just have to do when their child is about to leave from their protective arms?

Hmmmm . . . I then had a flashback to my own youth, and growing up in my parents home. When I was a young woman, each and every time I left the house, my father would remind me to "lock your doors!" of the car I was either driving or riding in. I could be heading out with a sibling, or with a friend, or just with myself running an errand, and as I said good-bye to my father, he'd always always say "lock your doors!"

So, I called back for Katie to come back in the kitchen so I could explain this to her.

"Honey," I started, "I am so sorry that every time you ask me to do something, I always tell you to be careful, or not to fall, or not to get hurt. I think I do that because Grandpa Joe used to always tell me to 'lock my doors' whenever I was leaving the house, and I think I just feel like I should say something to you when you are about to leave me. I'm sorry I always do that."

"That's ok, Mom," she replied. "If saying that to me makes you feel closer to Grandpa Joe, then I am o.k. with that. So, it's ok. You call tell me whatever you want when I leave. Love you, Mom," she said.

And off she went.

Dear Lord.

He sure gives you what you need, when you need it. Doesn't He?

Here was a little doodle Katie made for me yesterday. She sure gives me what I need, when I need it, too.

Yes, it is my time to shine.

And I'm working on it, my friends. Working very hard.

Peace.

And lock your doors!

The Pits

2011-09-23T17:02:00.001-05:00

Fear.

Ugh.

Go away.

I have a pit in my stomach today. A pit that hurts inside. A pit that wonders what the heck I am doing. A pit that has me thinking it's time to get back into the "real world" and leave this dreamy state behind. A pit that took a good long look at the bank account and said, "Ok . . . seriously . . . get moving, honey. You need a job. NOW."

I need to put my art out there. But I still have much to do before I am ready for that.

Do I really? Or is it just the scared me who is procrastinating.

Bowl of peach pits image from
google image search. Original source unknown.

I'm a big procrastinator.

Sometimes . . . life is the pits, you know?

Sometimes . . . I just need a day like this to bring me down to reality a little.

Sometimes . . . I want to crawl up under the covers and let the day go by without having to get up.

But I can't do that today. Or tomorrow. I have things going on that require my presence. But I'd rather just stay home . . . me and the pit in my stomach.

What do you do when you have the pits? Just wondering. How do you keep going?

Coming SOON!

2011-09-23T09:00:00.001-05:00

Just a little peek . . .

I'm so very excited!

And don't forget,

Christmas is right around the corner.

I'll have lots of goodies for all of those on your list.

My ETSY SHOP

COMING SOON!!!!

YIPPPIEEEEE!!!

Me, Myself and I

2011-09-21T23:09:00.002-05:00

I had a business meeting with myself on Monday.

At my local Starbucks Office.

I decided it was time to develop

my mission statement,

my business plan,

my hopes

and

my dreams.

It went really well.

“A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step.”

- Lao Tzu

I'm taking steps, my friends,

each and every day.

A DIY that I actually did . . . myself!

2011-09-20T21:23:00.000-05:00

Did I tell you that I went to a jewelry show a couple of weeks ago? And, that I am obsessed with Pinterest? They don't really have anything to do with each other . . . well, not really, but maybe just a little.

Yes, I went to a friends home jewelry show, and bought myself some GORgeous jewels. Nothing too fancy, but all lots of cool fun.

And I'm loving Pinterest. Have you been there yet? It's an awesome sight were one can "pin" and save some of their favorite images from the web, and I LOVE IT! I can spend HOURS there, pinning and repinning things that I love . . . (I said I can spend hours, not that I do actually spend hours there . . . although, if I could . . . I certainly would.) If you want to see some of the things I've pinned on my boards - click the red bar on the right that says "Follow Me on Pinterest."

Anyway, I am sure that I was inspired by a pin somewhere for this awesome DIY project that I did today. Although, when going back through my pins today I couldn't find any reference to it. But, since I had just recently bought some lovely necklaces at this friends jewelry party, I was searching for a creative and clever way to display them (and a way to have them out so I would remember them, as I have that bad "out of sight, out of mind" problem when it comes to my jewelry.)

So, today, I found my solution. It started with a trip to our local resale shop where I picked up an old framed picture for $3.50. I wasn't looking for a cool picture, mind you. I was looking for a specific frame that had a little character, and was the right size. The one I bought was about 14" x 18" (give or take a few inches.) Then, I gathered some paint, a sanding block, some corkboard, adhesive, and scrapbook paper that matches our bedroom (where I decided I would hang the piece)

Once I took the picture apart, Ella helped me sand down the wood . . .

Then, we painted a base coat . . .

While the base coat dried, I measured and fit the corkboard backing . . . .

Then, once the base coat was dry, I sprayed the frame with a top coat of dark brown . . .

. . . and adhered the scrapbook paper on top of the cork, along with a little ribbon and some extra bling . . .

After a little sanding and some cool edging with ink on the corners, it was time to add the jewelry . . . and I have to tell you, I was SO excited with how it turned out. (I am SO SORRY these next two pictures are blurry . . . I was rushing before dinner to try and take these for this post, and I thought they were focused. But as I uploaded them tonight, I see that they are SO badly out of focus! I promise to take some more tomorrow that are a little clearer for you.) But, you still get the picture . . . .

Here is the final look, on the wall in our master bedroom. It's a work of art . . .and my favorite jewelry pieces are right there just waiting for me.

Contrary to what you might think, I am not much of a DIY girl . . . so this project was a REALLY COOL one for me to try out, and I think I might be up to stretching my wings and try something else just like it.

Thanks for letting me share my little jewelry hanger!! Like it? YOU can easily do it, too!

Yes, they DID!

2011-09-18T19:31:00.002-05:00

"Did they like you, Momma? Did they like your art?"

Those were the first words I heard on the phone from Katie, my dream catcher, when I called to check in from The Creative Connection Event this weekend.

I am home, my friends. And let me tell you . . . the past three days have been life changing for me. Truly. Life changing. I can't wait to tell you about it.

You know, my Katie is my very own dream catcher . . . the one who has stood by me the past 8 weeks when I lost my job, the one who has watched as her Mom threw herself into her art, the one who has heard me say to her time and time again how important it is for her to follow her dreams in life . . . Yes, my little dream catcher. She was SO supportive of me as I made some pretty tough decisions the past few months . . . and she was still supporting me. Even when I was in Minnesota and she spoke to me on the phone. My girl. *sigh*

As you know, I went to Minnesota for The Creative Connection Event, where I gathered with 700 other female artists. It was one of the most incredibly creative experiences I've ever had, and I am pretty sure I walked around the conference with a grin that stretched from ear to ear all weekend long. I am certain that everyone else thought I was crazy. But that's ok. When you are around a bunch of creative people, there is bound to be one or two crazies in the bunch.

Here are a few of the moments to share with you . . . first and foremost . . . KIKI!!! I FINALLY met my dear blog friend, Kiki, who picked me up from the airport and took me to dinner on Wednesday night. Kiki was awesome - and exactly as I always imagined her to be. From the second I walked out of the airport, I felt reunited with an old friend . . . we hugged, and I think I cried. Then we talked. And the talking didn't stop until she left on Thursday night. Seriously. LOVE Kiki!

Thursday afternoon . . . I did this . . .

Yep, I sure did.

My friends, I had an opportunity to PITCH MY CREATIVE LINE to THE BIG GUNS. We're talking . . . BIG!!!

I met face to face with four directors and product developers for four of the top gift companies out there, and it was FANTASTIC! I have to be honest - I wasn't nervous at all. There is something about starting something new that might make some people nervous - but for me, it was a dream come true. Did I get a licensing agreement? Nope. Did I get a job out of it? Nope. Was I seen? You betcha. Was I noticed? Most definitely. Were they engaged? Absolutely. Do I think they believe in me? Heck yeah! Would I do it again? In a HEARTBEAT! Let me tell you - it was thrilling. And I was given some fantastic feedback and suggestions from these wonderful people. But most importantly, I was given what I needed most . . . . I was told, "You've GOT something here. Don't give up. Keep working at it. Keep going." And my friends, that was the MOST VALUABLE thing I could ever have been told.

It would be so easy for me to give up my dreams right now and take the safe road back in health care. It really would be. But I was told exactly what I needed, and I am so very grateful for that (thank you Margo, Ingrid, Beth and Chris!)

After the pitch slam, I met . . . KELLY RAE ROBERTS!!!!

And I cried. Yep. I'm a dork. I cried. If you have followed me for any length of time, you already know that Kelly Rae Roberts is my creative hero. I am honored to own her "Taking Flight" book, a number of her prints and a few of her home decor items. But more importantly, I have received renewed feelings of strength and peace from the messages in her artwork, and that is the biggest blessing. Kelly Rae came along in my life during a time when I desperately needed to be lifted up . . . when I was a young mom feeling lost between the role of wife, mom and employee. I didn't know who I was . . . and her work found me. When I met her, I just held my chest to help calm my beating heart. Really. And she was just as amazing and kind hearted and thoughtful and humble as I have imagined her to be. Really. Just a dear dear soul.

Every meal was spent sharing creative and engaging conversation with new friends. And the LOOT! So many generous sponsors shared so much with the attendees. I was blown away by the goodies I got to take home (and had to do some fancy shuffling of goodies at the airport, as my luggage was OVER the 50lb. limit) But here are just a few photos of some of the great stuff I now have . . . .

I took the Brave Girls Soulbook class with Melody Ross and her sister Kathy Wilkins (Brave Girls Club co-founder). Melody Ross . . . do you know her? If you don't, you should. Click her link. Get to know her. Three hours in her class have changed my life . . . seriously. LOVE her. Seriously.

I also took a class with Stacy Julian, and this lady . . . oh, dear . . . she made me laugh till I couldn't laugh any more, she made me cry (from laughing), she doesn't stop . . . not a single second of any day, I'm sure of it. She makes the energizer bunny rabbit look slow . . . but it's ALL good. I ADORE this lady. And I met a wonderful woman (Kathy) in this class, who I will tell you about later this week. She really was just a gem, and I can't wait to share a bit of her with you.

Yesterday morning I sat for the Woman's Entrepreneurs VIP Breakfast Panel (click the link to see who was on the panel.) It was exactly what I needed to end this amazing weekend.

SO, my friends, there you have it. A quick glimpse of the weekend.

What did I learn? SO so much. I am heading in the right direction, I CAN do this. And most importantly, I need to put my self (and my ART) . . . OUT THERE. So, I have MUCH to do in the days and weeks ahead. Step one - my business plan. Step two - set up Etsy shop. Step three . . . . oh, I could go on and on. For now, I'll leave it with those two steps.

And, I'll leave you with one more picture of Kelly Rae and me. Because . . . I just want to.

"Did they like you, Momma? Did they like your art?" asked my little dream catcher.

"Yes, honey, they did. They liked me, and my art, very very much."

Here We Go!!!!!

2011-09-14T11:42:00.000-05:00

You might be wondering what I am doing here, when I said I wouldn't be back for a week. Well, I've got 15 more minutes until the coloring in my hair is set (seriously), and 1 hour and 30 minutes until I have to leave the house (seriously, again), and 5 hours until my flight (yep . . . for real) . . . so, what else should this girl do with her time?

Yep . . . I'm blogging.

I know. I'm also nuts.

I also wanted to share just a few pics with you . . . you see, this is what it looks like when you put your dream wings on and fly . . .

. . . . when those wings help you accomplish it all . . .

. . . . and what it looks like when there is nothing stopping you . . . .

It's pretty great, huh?

Hugs to you all. I'll be back soon with lots of fun pics, I'm sure.

Until then, I wish you all much peace and happiness in your days!

:)

Living!

2011-09-12T14:08:00.001-05:00

Well, dear friends. I hope each of you had a lovely day yesterday and hugged those near you, remembered those far, and shared moments filled with hope and great inspiration. I know that I did.

I'm just stopping in for a quick post to let you know that I'll be absent from blogland for the next week, or so . . . getting prepared for that amazing adventure I am taking to The Creative Connection Event in two days, and I still have SO MUCH to do. I have been crazy busy this weekend, staying up until 1AM and then being woken just a couple of hours later by Ella (who has been under the weather.) I'm running on very little sleep, but the adrenaline has kept me painting, writing, dreaming . . . and accomplishing it all. Soon, I'll be packing. And then . . . sharing my dreams with complete and total strangers. Sounds scary, doesn't it?

But I'm not scared. . . AT ALL. I'm EXCITED. I'm THRILLED. I'm READY. I'm INSPIRED. I'm MOTIVATED. And I haven't even left the house.

COOOOOL!

Again, I'm asking for a favor . . . another one?? you ask?

Yep.

Thursday, at 3:30 PM cst, I'm going to be sharing some of my ideas with some pretty amazing people. If you could keep me in your thoughts. I know how selfish this may be - to ask you to remember me. I guess I'm just hoping all the extra energy in the universe would set off some sort of rhythmic wave that would have these people cheering and applauding at the mere mention of my art. Sigh. How cool would that be?

So, I'm off . . . to follow my dreams.

Here is a little piece of my new collection . . . which I will be proud to have available for you in the very near future! (Details will be available end of the month!!! STAY TUNED!!!)

Until then . . . remember to LIVE it, my friend!!!! We've only got one life . . . let's make it a good one!

A Letter to a Hero

2011-09-10T23:50:00.005-05:00

Dear Hero,

It seems so strange writing this to you today. I just felt like I had to. Because, it's been 10 years. And I can't stop thinking about you.

We've never met. But I have prayed for you a thousand times, at least. I've watched as your family held up pictures of you as they searched for any sign of hope. I've prayed as rescue efforts took place, in a hopeless pile of dust. I've thought of you, and dreamt of you. I've cried for you, over and over and over.

Tomorrow, I will cry again.

I know that you didn't know what was going to happen that day, 10 years ago. I know that as you dressed for work, ate your breakfast, and headed into the city, or as you packed your bag and took your seat in the airplane that morning, or as you sat at your desk to start your days work, you had no idea that your life was going to change forever.

I will never know what you went through that morning. I will never know the things you saw, the things you heard, the things that happened to you. I just want to tell you that I am sorry. I am sorry that your life was taken. Sorry that your family was left without you. Sorry that you were forced to make decisions no human being should ever have to make. Sorry that your children have had to grow up without a parent, your parents have to grow old without their child, your spouse has had to live their life without you. I am so sorry . . . for all of it.

You are my hero. I know you didn't ask to be a hero - and probably would have rather not been a hero - I'm sure you would have rather just returned home safely at the end of that horrific day. But to me, you will always be my hero. And I will never, not tomorrow or any day after, forget what happened. I will never lose sight of the fact that we are all one people . . . one human race. I pray that some day, ALL people can love and I pray that the hate will end. I pray for our country. For our servicemen. For our freedoms. For humanity. And I pray that you will be united with your loved ones in the afterlife . . . that they will see you again. It's what I pray most for, surprisingly. I have to. Because if there wasn't that . . . then what is it really all for?

I'm doing something for a friend tomorrow. For a neighbor. Tomorrow is her birthday (what a hard day to celebrate life), and she deserves to have a wonderful day, so I am going to try and do something special for her. I'm doing it . . . in your honor. Mostly because I think it's important, not only to honor the lives taken on this day 10 years ago, but to do something nice for someone living. To show compassion. To care. Just as we did the days following September 11th of 2001. So, I'm going to do something nice for my neighbor. And, I will think of you.

You know, I've been to the World Trade Center a number of times in the past 10 years. Each time I visit, I feel your presence. It's so strong . . . the feeling. Almost indescribable. It grabs hold of my heart and doesn't let go until I turn my back and head uptown. Even now . . . 10 years later.

10 years is such a long time. Yet, it still feels like yesterday.

Please know that you are forever in my heart.

I pray that you have found Peace.

God Bless you, my hero.

Note to Self: I am not Italian

2011-09-07T18:12:00.000-05:00

If the Good Lord wanted me to try and pull the hot, just melted mozzarella cheese (sticking so perfectly to the piece of foil that I just pulled off of the steaming hot zucchini lasagna that my mother-in-law made us for dinner), he certainly would have made me Italian.

I am not Italian.

The Italians would have certainly let the cheese sit there . . . for just a little bit . . . until it cooled down. yes, the Italians would have known that.

Not Me.

But I do realize I have a good life. I am unemployed. My mother-in-law made us dinner. I am able to focus 100% on starting a creative biz. I have the luxury of sleeping well after the 5:30AM that I used to wake up at just 8 short weeks ago. I am taking myself on a creative adventure next week . . . alone . . . and will be spending 4 days thinking about nothing but my creative life. Today Ella and I ate lunch outside on a picnic bench, because we could. Just her and me. And because of all of this, I was able to sign up as HEAD room parent for Katie's class this year.

Yes. I have an incredibly good life.

I know it.

I am so blessed.

And the Good Lord just reminded me . . . as I burned the top of my tongue on that melted, gooey, savory cheese that was calling my name . . . . you heard it, right? "Pssssst . . . Leanne . . . shhhhhhhh . . . come here . . . a little closer . . . see this cheese . . . you can take just a bit off the top . . . no one will know . . . and it won't hurt a bit . . . "

Ah, well. . .

It was totally worth it.

Peace, my friends. Peace.

One Day at a Time

2011-09-06T13:59:00.000-05:00

Wow . . .

You know that feeling you get when your mind can't stop thinking . . . the thoughts, the ideas, the dreams, the plans, the "to-do's" just keep adding up, and you wonder if the ride will ever stop?

I'm feeling that this month.

But it's a really really good feeling.

We are having a busy month in this home of mine. School is in full force and activities are taking up many of our hours after school. Dentist visits are schedule, business trips are scheduled, oh . . . and me? I'm following a dream.

Yep.

A BIG one.

Won't go into much detail right now . . . but I just wondered if you could throw some EXTRA POSITIVE energy out into the universe for me this month (specifically, mid-month, if you don't mind). Oooooo . . . it's so good, that I'm feeling giddy.

So, think positive with me, will you.

Right now.

Ommmm. Shanti shanti shanti. Ommmmm. Shanti shanti shanti. (Shanti means "peace", in case you weren't quite sure what I was doing.) Anyway, did you think positive with me? Yes? I knew it. I felt it. Thanks.

Oooo, did I tell you? I am also going to meet a blog friend this month . . . my dearest friend Kiki. I know I have spoken about Kiki before . . . do you know that Kiki was the very first non-family, non-friend (and non-obligated soul) to leave me a comment on my blog? Yep . . . she sure was. I just looked it up, and August 25th was our anniversary! ;) Anyway . . . I am delighted that we will finally meet and gather for fun and laughs (and if I know me, probably a few tears) at The Creative Connection conference I am attending. So excited about that.

So, that's a brief update on the happy chaos taking place here, my friends.

I hope this finds you all doing well . . . and enjoying each and every day. By the way . . . how are you? Leave me a comment and let me know what is filling up your days. I'd love to know.

Believe

2011-09-04T22:53:00.001-05:00

We are all capable of becoming more
and doing more than we ever thought we could.

I am busy, busy, busy

believing in myself,

doing more than I thought I could,

and becoming

. . .

something.

Follow your dreams, my friend,

as far as they will go.

Peace

Love this Universe

2011-09-01T15:35:00.008-05:00

Well, that was a gloomy day yesterday, wasn't it?

After writing "Melancholy Me", I did what any self-deprecating individual would do . . . I left the house, and walked. A long long walk. The kind of walk where you never look back, never look ahead, you just keep on walking. It was the kind of walk that allows oneself to soak in the sights and sounds of nature. The kind where you can close your eyes and feel the soft gravel crunch under your feet with each step, and soon the sounds of the insects around you sound like the most peaceful symphony you've ever heard.

Yes, it was a wonderful walk. PG and Ella were with me. And they allowed me to just be in the moment without much distraction or bother. I was so glad to have this time with them. With myself. With the universe.

When we returned home, we hopped in our little donut-ring paradise (our pool) and let all our worries out. PG listened as I shared my recent obstacles in my creative life, and he was so supportive and caring, it reminded me why I love this man so. He listened and offered suggestions to my dilemma, and encouraged me to keep going. It was just what I needed to hear . . . coming from the one person I really needed to hear it from.

Then he suggested I just let it go for a while. Give it some time to rest. And he was right. I leaned back in the pool, closed my eyes, and let that Vitamin D work its magic. Sometimes the sun can feel so good.

Today . . . these arrived.

Yes, I ordered them. And I knew they were coming. But I was not expecting them until 9/4. Today . . . they came. Almost as if the universe itself knew if it gave me too much of a break, I'd hide away all of those creative dreams for another 40 years.

Nope, not this time.

Yes, my business cards have arrived. I'll be passing them out at The Creative Connection event. Handing them to other creative souls. Sharing my story, my passion, my energy, my art. And receiving the very same in return.

So, we move forward. I mean, I have these business cards now. A whole 250 to hand out . . . so I might as well keep moving forward, right? ; ) What in the world would I do with 250 business cards if I didn't? (Actual, I have 450 business cards, but I'm not counting the first 200 that I ordered WITHOUT my name on them. Nope, not counting those AT ALL.)

So much to learn.

No better time than the present.

Thank you, Universe!

Melancholy Me

2011-08-31T11:14:00.002-05:00

Feeling a little pensive today.

So much to do.

But not feeling like doing much of anything.

The excitement of my creative biz has temporarily stalled,

as I have discovered some copyright issues with the scrapbook paper I am using in my art work.

I will need to recreate 20 of the pieces I've put my heart and soul into,

in order to sell them on Etsy.

My own carelessness . . . I clearly should have thought about it before.

But, that's what happens when starting something new that you have no idea about.

Makes me question myself.

And I don't like that.

The laundry is done.

The girls are growing, evolving, and thriving, just as should be.

PG returned home last night from another business trip,

and I've only discovered that the next couple of months will be much of the same

(his traveling.)

And I am here.

I do have The Creative Connection coming up . . .

which I am so looking forward to.

But right now,

I'm overwhelmed with starting this dream of mine,

that the hurdles ahead seem almost unbearable.

I wonder why some people have that courage, and I fear?

Those inner whispers are too quiet for me to hear today.

Never fear, my friends.

For I need to work through all of these things.

And I will.

With time.

By putting it out there.

Acknowledging it.

And moving forward.

I am escaping to the Cellar with my dearest creative friends on Saturday.

Poor girls . . . I need them more than ever.

How are your dreams today?

Leave me a comment . . . I'd love to know.

The Shocking Truth

2011-08-29T22:04:00.002-05:00

Well, my friends, time to take a little break from all the creative talk and share a random moment from my week with you. This one has to do with my Ella . . . oh, how I love this girl.

Ella doesn't start 4 year old preschool until the Tuesday after Labor Day. So, while sister Katie leaves us at 8:45AM and doesn't return until 4:00PM, Ella and I are able to spend a great deal of quality mommy and daughter time together. I'm absolutely loving being at home with the girls the past month. While there are plenty of downsides to losing my job (lack of finances tops the list), the upside clearly is this time with my girls. I have said it before, that I just feel like this fog has been lifted. I am enjoying all the little moments with them that I missed before. And it's not that I missed them because I wasn't physically there . . . I was physically there. I missed them because my mind wasn't there. My mind was thinking about the stresses of my job, worried about projects or productivity, wondering what would be waiting on my desk when I return from days off. All of it.

But I am blessed that now, I can focus. Clearly. On them.

So, one day last week Ella and I decided to take a visit to Starbucks. Oh, yes, my visits there are few and far between now that I am not working. But on this particular day last week, we just needed a Starbucks trip. And here, at Starbucks, is where the truth came out . . .

It started as such a lovely morning. We decided that we would sit inside this day and talk . . . you know . . . like big girls do. We also decided to have a little treat with our beverage. Ella chose the pink glazed mini-donut, and I picked a piece of banana chocolate chip cake.

We had a lovely time and talked about our recent trip to New York, cousin Carlo, what it will be like when school starts, and who our favorite Disney princess is. You know . . . important stuff. We looked out the window as cars went in and out of the drive through and guessed what everyone was ordering. We had a really wonderful time.

She loves her chocolate milk. I love my coffee. And then . . . I started to share my chocolate chips with her. You know . . . those that sit so gently on the top of the bundt cake? That are just perfect to pick off and share with a loved one? Yes . . . I share my chocolate chips with the ones I love. Of course. But Ella, she stopped me.

In the middle of my delivery of the finest thing in the world (the chocolate chip). . . that's when it happened. The shocking truth. Brace yourselves, friends. This one might just bring you to the edge.

"Mom?" Ella said, "I really don't like chocolate." (See . . . below? The chocolate chips are just sitting there. Waiting.) "But Ella," I said, "you like chocolate milk, don't you? I mean, you drank your chocolate milk. What do you mean, 'you don't like chocolate'?"

"Yes," she answered, "I do like chocolate MILK. But chocolate CHIPS. . . nope. I don't like them Mom. They kind of make me . . . crazy. Like this . . ."

And with that . . . I finished my own chocolate chips.

What can I say? She's only 4.

Perhaps this is something she will grow out of. God willing. ; )

Moving Forward and Lessons Learned

2011-08-28T09:32:00.002-05:00

Another week has passed, my friends. Another seven days of life has been lived to the fullest. Another 168 hours of laughter, of painting, of friends, of good food, of smiles, of snuggles, of the Disney Channel, of sleeping, of laundry, of Keurig coffee makers and watching hurricane news on the telly.

I love my birdies! Yep, this little beauty will be available and for sale very soon!

I'm amazed at how, week after week, the lessons become even more and more valuable to my life. Here's a look at some of my lessons last week.

I can not work on my creative biz when the kids are around. Why not? Because I seem to have ended up with 200 business cards that are MISSING MY NAME (Yes, it's true. The 1,001 interruptions got the best of me.) I remembered the biz name, the blog address, email address, even the snazzy QR code for smartphones containing my contact info. But name??? Nope . . . totally missed it. Ah, well. I've ordered the next set . . . last night, when the girls were sleeping.
While I am sometimes bothered that PG travels so often for work, I am so very grateful that he is so hard working and successful. Very proud of that man!
I adore my sister-in-law, Maria, because as the rest of the east coast was glued to the TV watching the news for the pending hurricane information, Maria was baking cookies . . . for a barbeque that she was having Friday evening. And she lives in Staten Island. LOVE this girl and she cracks me up!
I AM an artist. Really. My living room proves it. My art work has taken over the house, and I feel like a regular Van Gogh!
I am constantly amazed at this blog community and am so grateful for dear blog friends who will remind me when I am not being true to the person I am and who will speak up. (Thank you Lady Jennie!)
People can change . . . and I have seen it first hand. And it can be good . . . when you always thought it couldn't be.
Not everyone will totally understand when you are trying to do something new with your life . . . something that is not the norm . . . and that is ok. You have to listen to your dreams and follow them, and leave the doubters behind.
Not having the stress of my job has lifted the fog that has been over me for years, and I can actually enjoy the little moments in life. It feels pretty darn good.
My daughters are getting bigger . . . and older. They are become these amazing women who I am so very proud of.

I am sure there were lots more, but these are some that stick out in my mind right now.

How about you? Any lessons learned last week? Leave me a comment and let me know . . . I'd love to hear about them.

Me. Creating.

2011-08-25T10:31:00.003-05:00

Just a quick post today, my friends. This time, it's all about sharing. And today, I am going to share with you a few of the pieces I've done recently for my creative biz. These will be for sale in my Etsy shop (opening the end of September.)

In my collection (hee hee . . . I said, "in my collection" . . . like a real artist. Sorry, I'm a little giddy at the whole idea, and it just makes me giggle). Ok, where was I? Eh-hem . . .

In my collection, I have three series of works that I will be selling.

The first series, called "Times in my Life. . . " contains an inspirational line starting "There are times in my life . . . " Here is a sample of two of the pieces that are part of this series. (I have about 12 more in this group total.)

(I will have three different butterfly pieces available.)

(I will have three different coffee cup pieces available.)

The second series is called "I am . . . ", and here is an example from that group.

The third series, called "One Day . . . " will follow the same sort of inspirational mixed media art. I'll share something from that grouping at a later time.

Finally, I am doing something FUN . . . something ME . . . something I think you'll enjoy. I know many of you are familiar with my "Leanne" character in the header (the cartoon of me sitting at my desk, with my coffee?) Well, I'll be creating a series of GREETING CARDS with her . . . giving some silly yet supportive words of wisdom to the receiver. These are going to be a blast, and I'll be selling sets of these cards that YOU can have!

It's such an exciting time for me. I am so grateful for all of your support, for your kind words, for the emails I've received from many of my blog friends encouraging me as I begin this new chapter in life. I feel like, for the first time ever, I am doing what I was meant to do with my life.

It's an absolutely WONDERFUL feeling.

Peace, my friend. And I'll be back soon with a silly story about Ella that I can't wait to share with you. Thanks for being here today. And please, tell me . . . how do you like the art? I'd love to know.

The Big Apple - Take 3

2011-08-23T11:47:00.003-05:00

Greetings friends and traveling followers! Time to return to New York today, for our third (and final, thank goodness) installment of "The Big Apple". Today I'll share just a few more highlights of our trip, and wrap it up nicely with our accomplishments at the end of our travels to the East Coast. As always, I thank you for indulging me and allowing me to share these moments with you. I hope you have enjoyed the glimpse into my life . . . however silly it may be.

So, let us begin. . .

Ella took her very first taxi cab ride this trip. She kept whispering things into my ear to tell the driver, like, "Tell him my sister's named Katie," and "tell him I like Pokemon cards," and "tell him I like cotton candy ice cream." All messages I delivered promptly, to a rather confused man. Our driver was very sweet, though, and even stopped long enough for me to take a photo of Ella outside of the cab.

We loved our dinner in Little Italy . . .

And loved our dessert in Little Italy even more . . .

After leaving Manhattan, PG and Brandon were not done with their adventures. PG took Brandon to Coney Island to see the legendary boardwalk. Though much of it declined after WWII, it still was a fun day for them.

And, of course, any visit to Coney Island would not be complete without lunch at Nathan's Hot Dogs.

Ella joined them for a lovely lunch . . .

Mmmmmm . . .

Next they enjoyed a visit to Ralph's Famous Italian Ices. Are you from the NY area? Do you know Ralph's? If not . . . LOOK IT UP! Seriously. It's heaven.

That night, we returned home to an amazing night of friends and family. These ladies make me laugh like no other, and always make me feel right at home (even though it may be years between my visits with them). . .

And Katie and Ella fit right in with all the kids. We are so very blessed.

We took a last adventure in the city the day before we were scheduled to leave. This time, the weather was not on our side, and it rained like I have never seen before. PG and Brandon braved the storm and went to visit the Statue of Liberty (I don't know how they managed this. I guess it's just that determination . . .)

A bit soggy and damp, they ventured to NBC Tower for a behind the scene tour of the comings and goings of the network (including a visit to the Dr. Oz studio, and the Saturday Night Live studio.) Photos were not allowed on the tour, but PG was able to snatch a quick shot of him at Mr. Roker himself. He cracks me up!

While the boys were getting wet in the city, the girls and I went to the American Girl Doll Store. We do this about once a year (or once every other year). This was really the first time Ella got to experience the store, and her eyes were as bright and happy as could be looking at all the dollies.

We enjoyed a special tea and luncheon . . .

With our dolls, of course (don't you love the matching outfits? I bought them at Kmart and they were $19.99 for both the dress and the doll dress. SO cute!)

We really had a wonderful time. Every single step of the way. And . . . I think we did it all.

We laughed, we cried. We laughed until we cried. We ate. We drank. We celebrated.

We explored. We learned.

We hugged. We lived.

We connected.

We loved.

We survived New York City.

And better yet.

New York City survived US!

Until next time . . . : )

Time

2011-08-22T11:05:00.000-05:00

There are times in my life when I want to stop the clock . . . not forever . . . but just for a little while.

Today was one of those times.

Katie started 3rd grade today.

3rd grade.

I don't know why I feel this way.

As I watched her walk to the bus today, I thought about how fast life is moving.

Slow down, baby. Slow down, just a bit.

For me.

New Beginnings . . .

2011-08-20T21:13:00.003-05:00

I know that I promised you Part 3 of our Big Apple trip . . . and don't worry, I will be bringing it to you in a day or two. I just needed a break from the whole New York City visit right now. My head is focused on a million and one things today, and I wanted to share them all with you (well, maybe not all million and one things . . . I'll share just a few.)

I'm planning my future, you see. Cleaning up the blog. Researching and working on my creative biz. Dreaming. Believing. Focusing.

All of those things that I've needed so badly in my life.

I'm doing them.

I feel scared. I feel excited. I feel overwhelmed. I feel hopeful. I feel confident. I feel weak. I feel capable. I feel inadequate. I feel . . . it all.

I guess that is what happens when you take a chance on yourself. All your emotions come to the surface. Some of them are positive. Some of them are not. But they are all good . . . in one way or another. And I think it's most important that I acknowledge all of them . . . then move on.

I am trying to clean up the blog - make it a little easier on the eyes. Not as busy. Changing the header here or there, and cleaning up the pages. What do you think? ( . . . please let me know in the comments. I need your help and feedback.) I created a new blog button that you can grab at the right, if you'd like. I wanted to do something a little different (and not yet sure I like the idea of my mug being on it, but what the heck, I'll try it out. What do you think?) I have toyed with the idea of switching over to wordpress, but think I am going to hang tight on blogger a little bit. I'd love to pay a designer to come up a with a real snazzy website for me, but that might have to come down the line. (It's a great thing to put on my 'goals' list.)

Speaking of which, I'm all over my "Goals" list. I'm dreaming . . . and writing it down. All of them. My dreams to one day be published in a magazine, my wish to make a living selling my art, my hope to teach my daughters that 'yes, you can follow your dreams (even at the age of 40) and they CAN come true'. Yes, my Goals. I have a short term list, and a long term list. And I am working on them. One day at a time.

I will share just one photo with you from the NYC trip today . . . a shot the PG took from the ferry as he and my nephew headed into Manhattan on a foggy, wet Sunday. But it's a beautiful picture. I just love it.

What a symbol, Lady Liberty is. A symbol of Hope. A perfect photo for this post, don't you think?

Wishing you all a wonderful weekend. I'll be back soon with the final installment of our Big Apple trip, and more!

Happy Day!

The Big Apple - Take 2

2011-08-19T07:41:00.002-05:00

Greetings vacation viewing friends. I hope part one of our vacation series titled "The Big Apple" was enjoyable. Thank you for returning today for "Take 2". This one promises to be a star-studded event that will knock your socks off!

When I last left you, we were aboard a double decker bus in the middle of Times Square. Actually, I think we got off of the bus and had a piece of New York style cheesecake. But as soon as every last morsel of that cake was eaten (and the plate was licked clean), we returned to the bus and visited some more of Manhattan.

This is where our story picks up today . . .

PG and Ella . . . what a pair . . .
followed by Mom and me. Cute, aren't we?

It was an absolutely BEAUTIFUL day in the city. The temperature was perfect, and the sun was out shining over us as bright as can be.

After seeing much of the downtown area, we exited the bus at Ground Zero. It has changed so much since we were last here in 2009. Much of the space is now a construction site, so you can not get any where near the actual place where the buildings stood. We walked through a preview are for the 9/11 Memorial and saw all of the plans for the sight. (Click this link to the memorial website for more information.) It's so hard to believe what happened in this very place almost 10 years ago. 10 years. Can you believe it?

You can't help but reflect on the events of 9/11 when visiting Manhattan. Through our many trips there the past few years, I have gotten to know a number of people who were in the city on that day. People who lost friends and loved ones and people who volunteered to help others during that time. Can you remember how our country united after the tragedy? After the horrific incidents of that day, we started to look each other in the eye again. We started to care. Sometimes I feel we have lost that unity. But when I walked through the preview of 9/11 Memorial, those feelings return. Chills.

The new World Trade building (which will be known as "One World Trade Center") looks amazing. They have constructed up to the 80th floor and are moving quickly.

After our visit to World Trade, we headed over to Little Italy.

Sigh.

This restaurant below (Positano) is where PG and I ate after he asked me to marry him in 1997. (Seriously.) We had forgotten the name of the restaurant in all of the excitement of becoming engaged in New York, but knew the name began with a "P" and could clearly remember the inside. Years ago, we searched up and down Mulberry Street to find it, and did just that. This is the first time we brought Katie and Ella here, and I love this photo of them in front of it.

PG and I shared a special moment while enjoying dinner with our family.

Then we found a church where we stopped to take photos years ago, and snapped a few more shots now. I'll share older pictures with you at another time, but it was pretty exciting to be there this time with the girls.

We were pretty exhausted after our adventures this day, so couldn't wait to settle in at our hotel. In the middle of Time Square, our view from the 41st floor was breathtaking . . .

And here are just a few shots of Time Square for you, at 9:30 PM. . .

I love these photos . . . the colors, the excitement of the city, the look on the faces of all the people. It's 9:30 at night, but as crowded as if it were the middle of the afternoon. It makes me think of my dad, who would be tucked in bed by 7:30 PM every night (he started worked early in the morning) and he would be so frustrated with me if I was just going out with friends at that time. I used to think, "Dad, there is a whole world out there that is STILL UP and doing things at 7:30 PM." My Dad would not believe Time Square.

The next morning, PG caught the girls looking out the window of our room. I absolutely love this next photo. Oh, the places they'll go . . .

At least I have a few more years with them, though.

So, after a brief Starbucks run (there were TWO in our hotel! Yippie!) we met up with Whoopie and some other celebs. My friends . . . you are about to be amazed.

Grandma C had to have a picture with Captain Jack . . .

And I really thought Katie was going to pick up this next one and bring it home with her . . . .

Yep. She's got that Beiber fever thing. But it's seriously cute, don't you think?

Next, Grandma C's interview with Mr. Al Roker and Mr. Matt Lauer. . .

. . . while my nephew enjoys a moment with Regis and Kelly.

Phil likes to joke that this next picture are Katie and Ella's real parents . . .

But nope . . . HERE are their real parents . . . (I swear, any opportunity to "ham it up" and PG and I are right there!)

And last but not least, my favorite of all time . . .

I do LOVE Lucy!

Ok, my friends. That's all for this installment. I'll conclude tomorrow with Take 3, where I'll take you on an adventure for hot dog, share a soggy day at Lady Liberty and show us having tea with some dollies. (Sounds thrilling, doesn't it?) Oh, and can you believe there wasn't a single photo of FOOD in this post? Well, we'll make up for that tomorrow!

Hope your day is filled with lots of STARS!!!!

I bid you Peace!

The Big Apple - Take 1

2011-08-18T09:10:00.004-05:00

Ok, my friends . . . time to ~~bore~~ enlighten you with a million photos (part one only, oh, yes . . . there will be more to follow) of our trip to the BIG APPLE! I am having a hard time editing them . . . but managed to somehow pull out the highlights of the 800+ photos I have to choose from. (Seriously).

Every road trip has got to start with a visit to Starbucks (must up the caffeine when driving 1000+ miles, you know?) We visited many of them along the way, as we headed out east . . . to Pennsylvania. Speaking of Pennsylvania . . . if you are from there, PLEASE add a few Starbucks along I-80. It would mean so much, ok? Thanks.

After a brief overnight rest in Youngstown, Ohio, we headed straight to HERSHEY, PA., and better yet - CHOCOLATE WORLD. Seriously, if the good Lord was ever going to take me from this world, let it be after having a visit to Chocolate World!

There at Chocolate World, we put the girls to work and made our very own personalized chocolate candy bar. Don't they look like the cutest lunchroom ladies you have ever seen?

Here you get to select exactly what type of chocolate you want your chocolate bar to be (dark, milk or white), and what type of "insides" you'd like (candied raspberries, almonds, butter toffee, cookie dough or chocolate chips.)

Then before your very eyes, you watch the whole process of your bar being made. Very cool, I must say!

After creating your own personalized box cover, you are handed the goods. Love this picture of Ella below. I mean, she is CUTE, don't you think?

We met up with my sister-in-law, brother-in-law and my beautiful, energetic, amazingly hysterical nephew, CARLO!!!! I LOVE THIS BOY! He's 2 . . . and man alive, I forgot what it was like to have a toddler in the house! The girls just adored their cousin!!!

We saw a few rainbows along the way.

And stopped to have dinner with the Pennsylvania Amish.

After heading to Hoboken, New Jersey, where we stopped at Carlo's Bake Shop (AKA: Cake Boss!)

The line was long and it was packed . . . but it was TOTALLY WORTH IT! Buddy and his sister Mary were there that day, filming for their TLC show. It was pretty cool.

My nephew, Brandon, has his picture taken with Mary. She was so sweet and is so pretty!

Here is a sample of what you can bring home from Carlo's.

And while we didn't bring any of those, we did manage to take a few things with us.

After that, we found our way (finally) to my sister-in-laws home, where we ate dinner . . . from Brothers Pizza in Staten Island . . . WHITE PIE. (Yummmm).

And straight to bed we went. The next morning, PG and Brandon took a walk to the neighborhood bagel place and brought bagels home for breakfast (yes, carb overload this trip.)

And we hopped a ferry to Manhattan. I think arriving to Manhattan by way of ferry is the most beautiful introduction to the city.

It was windy as could be on this ride . . . I almost thought we were in our hometown (the Windy City).

There she is . . .

After another brief stop at Starbucks . . .

. . . we found ourselves in the heart of Times Square.

And took a double decker bus ride to take in the sights and sounds of this magnificent city.

Oh, and you've heard of New York style cheesecake, right? Well . . . here's a look at it . . .

And an even closer look . . .

I'll be back with more tomorrow, when I'll share our hotel room view, our trip to Madame Tussaud's, and more! (Yes, there is more). Thanks for letting me go on about our trip - it was a pretty great time and I am so glad to share it with you!

Hope you're enjoying any adventure you go on today!

Hmmmmm . . . what's happening to my Blog?

2011-08-18T08:04:00.000-05:00

Just a quick question to throw out there right now . . . is blogger acting up? I just returned from my trip and found that my sidebar is now at the bottom of my posts, and I can't seem to figure out why. I can't seem to get it to appear to the right, like it used to.

Anyone else notice something strange with blogger these days?

Is this a sign from the Blog Gods that I should switch to Wordpress?

Hmmmm . . . .

I don't have time this moment to try and figure it out, just wondered if anyone else was having problems.

I'll be back soon (I hope) with some photos from our trip . . .

Dorothy Gale was SO right!

2011-08-17T08:58:00.007-05:00

There's no place like home!

And that is where I find myself this very minute.

Home.

Sigh.

This morning - laundry, getting the car washed, and a trip to Costco for food is on the list.

Tonight - BLOGGING!!!! Reading, writing, commenting, all the things I've missed these last few weeks.

Sigh.

It's so GOOD to be home. Peace.

The Biggest Thing I've Learned This Week

2011-08-13T07:48:00.006-05:00

Greetings, my lovely friends, and happy Saturday morning wishes to all of you. It is Saturday, isn't it? I ask because I find myself in some sort of vacation fog right now. You know the kind . . . When you ride in a car for over 1,000 miles to get somewhere, with your kids, your husband, your nephew and your mother, then you reach your destination and for the life of you, you can't figure out why, in the name of the Lord, you ever decided to do this to begin with. So each day thereafter turns into one big ol'emotional melt down after another and you dream of your little ol'house and warm bed and wonder if you'll ever make it back there.

Yes, that's me right about now. And yes, I've learned a great deal this week. None of which I'll bore you with right now. Oh, except this ... I have learned that there IS NO PLACE like home. Yep. So so true.

Ok, let me add some positive energy into the mix. I have also learned that

NY Cheesecake is pretty awesome
Seeing NY through the eyes of my 16 year old nephew for the first time is pretty cool
I adore my sister-in-law and brother-in-law sooooo much and wish, like crazy, that we lived closer to them
my kids are pretty darn fantastic
I like Hershey chocolate . . . A LOT
taking a road trip with the hubby one day after he returns from a 1 month business trip - not such a good idea
I miss not talking to my sister every day, and just spending a short time on the phone with her last night did wonders for my spirit
I do NOT have a midwesterner accent, even though New Yorkers may think I do ;)
I do really love the spirit of Manhattan, and wish I had the courage to follow my dreams 20 years ago and move here and
Life, even when a little stressful, is SO SO GOOD. So, there you gave it.

I haven't done any blog reading, and promise to be back mid-next week. It's crazy, though, how often I think of all of you. I hope you are finding much peace where ever the adventures of your days are taking you. Much love, dear friends.

Things I Learned (Last Week)

2011-08-07T23:00:00.001-05:00

Oh, dear, I seem to have run away from blogland (again) this week. Not sure where the days or hours took me . . . but I do know that I was far far away from my computer and anything writing related. Living. So much to share with you, how will I get it all in?

My friend Nicole over at Destination Unknown started a great little weekly post idea about a month or so ago called, "Things I Learned". She usually writes her post on Fridays, and includes her Top 10 list of lessons learned during the week. I'm a little late on the band-wagon here (remember, just a little behind on all things blog related). But I LOVE this idea, and thought I would share a few of my lessons last week. By glancing at my list, you'll find a bit of what has been keeping me away . . . so, here you have it, my friends.

My Top 10 of Lesson Learned (last week)

1. I love this time at home with the girls. This week I took the girls to The Art Institute of Chicago (one of my very favorite past times). I learned a great deal about both Katie and Ella. Specifically, can you believe that Ella was just obsessed with this painting by Ivan Albright?

The Portrait of Dorian Gray by Ivan Albright c.1943 for the 1945 movie.

She was so interested in the Oscar Wilde story, and wanted to hear all about this man (Dorian Gray) and his soul. I am always amazed at this little girl.

2. It's ok to have a meltdown every once in a while. Mine hit on Friday . . . as I was rushing to get to the unemployment office, and when I realized I had misplaced my social security card and could not find it. Big ol'baby meltdown . . . crocodile tears and all.

3. I can survive being alone with just me and the girls when my life has turned upside down (lost my job) and when PG has 4 trips back to back and is gone for a month. I might not like it, but I can survive it. As a matter of fact, I did survive it. (PG returned on Sunday morning at 12:45 AM . . . YIPPIE!!!!)

4. I can not force creativity. I must create when the spirit moves me to do so . . . and working on a number of pieces on a Friday evening for 6 hours just because the girls are over at their Auntie and Uncles and I felt I SHOULD be taking advantage of the alone time might not be the best thing to do. Because, in the end, I very well may end up with four pieces of art that I am not inspired by (or proud of) and will end up throwing away. Don't force it. Do it when I feel it.

5. I don't like to cook when PG is out of town. Just don't. Not really a lesson learned, just an observation. And when the kids are gone . . . I'm all over the cold cereal for dinner.

6. I am a Bravo TV Junkie. All of it. Real Housewives, Flipping Out, Top Chef, Rocco's Dinner Party, ok, throw in Project Runway (no longer a Bravo program . . . but originally on Bravo). If it's reality and it's on Bravo, I'm probably watching it.

7. Watching a good friend make a decision of whether or not he wants to remain in his marriage is harder than I ever thought it would. And bonus lesson . . . it has helped me to count the blessings of my own marriage and of my husband so very very much.

8. I miss my morning greetings with my Starbucks Barista more than I miss my job. Yes, it's true. Since I am not working, I am not making the stops at Starbucks on Monday, Tuesday and Thursday mornings like I used to. While the pocket book appreciates this greatly, I kind of miss the friendships I developed with the barista girls.

9. I love my husband. I missed him so very much this week . . . and am SO GLAD he is home.

10. I am brave. I have stood up for myself more than ever before. I have been following my dreams. I am laughing. I am braver than I ever imagined.

So, my friends, that's just a little look at my lessons last week. Tomorrow . . . on to another adventure as we (PG, the girls, my nephew, my mom and me) drive across country to spend a glorious week with my sister-in-law, brother-in-law and nephew in NEW YORK! I CAN'T WAIT!!! (Watch our Broadway!!!) I hope to blog a bit while on the road . . . and am sure to have a million and one stories to share upon our return. I also hope to catch up on blog reading while riding in the car - so I'll be by soon! Can't wait to read up on all of your lives and stories.

Peace, my friends. Be back soon!