Archive for September 2008

Being busy makes me want to get better organized.

September 30, 2008

After a long summer lull, my design work has picked up tremendously. This week especially, I’m finding myself learning how to juggle a massive amount of jobs. It reminds me that I need a better way to organize. A better system. But, where to start? That’s always been the problem.

So, I’m signing off for a few days until I can get my head above water. Until then, feel free to give me all of the advice you can about organizing. Websites you recommend. Systems you like. Any advice you can give will be very valuable to this Virgo.

Looks like Craftuesday’s going to be spent doing paperwork and billing. Ah well, gotzda pay the man (the man being me). TTFN.

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Etsy shop of the week: Dangsworld

September 29, 2008

I didn’t have to go far today to find the cutest little ring I’ve seen in a while (it was the first item featured on my Etsy home page). Maybe a little too young for me, but I’d wear it anyway:

You can find it and many other adorable jewelry designs at Dangsworld’s Etsy shop.

Our trip to the mill (aka, how I gained 4lbs and am afraid to go to my WW meeting on Tuesday).

September 29, 2008

This past Friday, Matthew and I headed down to Spring Mill State Park for an evening at the Inn and a day of hiking. It was my belated birthday gift.

Last winter, a group of us had gone down to the Inn for a relaxing weekend. Because of the cold weather, I (and a few others) ended up staying inside the Inn all weekend…eating, reading magazines, swimming, drinking lots of coffee and playing board games. And eating. Did I mention eating?

You see, the one great/evil thing about the Inn is that it offers three meals a day…buffet style. And, being a food lover, I love me some buffet. The dinner buffet is filled with goodies from deep-fried shrimp to mashed potatoes and gravy to a variety of choices for dessert. The breakfast buffet is equally as yummy…eggs, biscuits and gravy, desserts (my favorite being the mini cinnamon buns).

Because of traffic, we arrived fairly late and very hungry on Friday evening. I was putting the pedal to the metal knowing that we had limited time to catch the buffet (and I wasn’t taking “no” for an answer). We arrived with just enough time to scarf down more than enough food and head back to our room, clutching our bellies, to watch the debates and drink some wine.

I woke up on Saturday thinking about two things: breakfast buffet and the hiking that would follow. In my head, I thought that we would hike for hours and it would offset all of this starchy goodness I was consuming. So, after a semi-heavy breakfast, we headed out for 3 hours of hiking. We saw caves and overturned trees, the old Spring Mill village and Hamer Cemetery:

Sweaty and sore, we headed back to Indianapolis, but not before we made a pit stop for Noble Roman’s breadsticks and an impulse visit to the Snow’s Drive In, where we both purchased a hand-dipped milkshake (me: chocolate, Matthew: vanilla).

We arrived home feeling heavy with food and semi-exhausted, both in a slightly dazed food-coma state. And, like a dumbass, I stepped on the scale to see the damage, thinking it might be 2lbs at the most and disgusted to see it was more than 4lbs. WTF?! Seriously?

So, now I’ve been extra good and have been back on the WW plan as best I can. I know it’s a big no-no, but I’m thinking of skipping my Tuesday weigh-in.

Was it worth it? Yeah, I think so.

Yet another blog obsession.

September 24, 2008

My friends know that I can be a body-conscious, insecure freak. It probably stems from having a slightly obese family and having health problems plague most every blood relative I have. I was heavier at one time. It was before I know most of the friends I have now, so it might be hard for them to grasp just how hefty a little lady I was.

At my highest weight, I was around 185lbs. Take into consideration that I’m around 5’4″…that was quite a bit of weight for me to carry around. The weird thing was, I never knew how big I was until I lost 30lbs and saw pictures of my heavier self. It’s bizarre, I probably feel heavier now than I did then. I’m not sure why that is? It just goes to show that you can take the fat off the lady, but she’ll always carry it with her.

Looking back, though, the weight seemed to come off easily and has yet to reappear. I’m lucky that way. Mostly, I think it’s because I’ve adopted healthier eating habits and I work out consistently. So, I’ve tended to hover around the 150lb mark for about 4 years..inching slightly above or slightly below depending on the time of month, how much beer I decide to consume and/or how much exercise I choose to take part in.

But, I still have that nasty cholesterol number hanging over my head and, although joining Weight Watchers has helped me see myself at under 145lbs, I’m realizing that these last 10-15lbs are the hardest yet. Maybe that’s why the other 30lbs seemed so easy.

With all of this said, it probably won’t surpise you to find out that, during my morning ritual of blog reading, I stumbled across PastaQueen and fell in love. I think the writing is superb and real. I’m in awe of the journey she has taken and appreciate her honesty about how it’s not always easy. Or fun.

She also wrote this book, which I want to check out sometime very soon:

So, Jennette, I’ll be checking in with you every morning and wishing you every success.

Craftuesday. A little note.

September 24, 2008

After having such a great weekend with such generous friends, I thought it would be nice to make some thank you cards.

I’m a big fan of stamps, both handmade and store bought. (btw: a great place to find stamp sets and absolutely adorable stamp colors is Stampin’ Up. (yes, the name is atrocious, but the merchandise is spectacular).) So, I dug out my sets and went to work.

One thing I found was this cute little bunny stamp and, although it’s not Easter, I’m always a fan of the woodland creatures. Plus, it made me think of all the little critters that The Idge and I see on our almost daily walks. I think they’re adorable. She wants to eat them for a snack.

So, with little time to dedicate, because of the looming day job deadlines, I went to work on something that would be quick yet thoughtful. Don’t be surprised if one shows up in your mailbox…

My Big $12 Score.

September 22, 2008

I’d been looking for a small carry on for a while now. To carry around craft materials and such. I love the nostalgic aspect of a piece like this. For me, it reminds me of my diabetic grandmother and how she used a little blue one to carry around her insulin. She carried it everywhere. She wasn’t the most fashionable lady, but I thought this was always kind of cool.

So, when I stumbled across this little gem at Broad Ripple Vintage this weekend, I was super excited. It’s in almost-perfect condition – complete with removable makeup bag, accessory pouches and even an unused name tag attached to the handle! I swiped it right up and called it mine.

Wardrobe Remix therapy

September 22, 2008

I woke up this morning, went for a 30-minute run and came home to a cup of coffee, some oatmeal and a nice shower. I went to my newly organized closet to pick out what I was going to wear and thought to myself, “I’d like to try something different today.” So, I did a little skirt, cardigan and knee sock combo (the knee sock being the “something different”). I probably would have never thought of wearing something like that until I started doing Wardrobe Remix.

And, you know what? It might not even look that good (like, I’m feeling I could possibly be a scroll-down fug), but the point is I tried it.

At times, when I tell people I upload my photo almost everyday to a flickr group about what people wear on a daily basis, I feel vain. I feel like they’re looking at me and thinking, “Wow, really? You really care that much about what you wear?” And, at times I think I do. But, this morning, when looking at myself in the mirror, I realized that this flickr group has helped my self-confidence so much. I look at myself much more subjectively and I feel that I talk less and less about my body and it’s lack of perfectness. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still a fan of the self-deprecation (I wouldn’t be me if I wasn’t), but I feel like it definitely comes from a less serious place now. There’s a confidence that comes from seeing yourself through other peoples’ eyes…they don’t hyper-focus as much on your flaws. And, these ladies (and gentlemen) from this group are so positive and kind. I feel like they’re my little WR family.