for today :: August 17, 2010
outside my window. . . cloudy & a bit muggy. Storms expected this afternoon . . .
I am thinking. . . of all the projects I need to work on using my computer. . . with the threat of afternoon storms - I need to get them done this morning. (& ever since a neighbors house was struck with lightening, with the big storms - things get unplugged around here!)
from the kitchen. . . so far coffee, with cinnamon added to the grounds . . . yum. (Dad doesn't like his coffee that way, but he is traveling this week - so I get to enjoy some flavored coffees!)
I am wearing. . . jammies still. . . got working on the computer before I even got dressed! (need to get on that!)
I am creating. . . 4 new designs - all at the same time (I usually start & complete something before starting the next design - so this is something new for me) . . . (& #5 project is waiting in the wings!)
I am remembering. . . Mom
I am reading. . . 'The Postcard' - by Beverly Lewis
I am hoping . . . to get a lot done this week! I really want to be ahead when it comes to getting things ready for Fall Market. . .
I am hearing. . . Bailey wandering around. . . looking for his best morning napping spot. . .
around the house. . . fabrics, fabrics & more fabrics!
I am going. . . to get things ready for some new website pages (including some Durham bundles!)
one of my favorite things. . . pulling a just finished quilt out of the dryer after it's been washed for the first time. . .
a few plans for the rest of the week. . . lots of time in the studio, playing with fabrics & threads! (bliss!)
from my picture journal . . .
. . . when I was in junior high (middle school) - I cried over the fact that I had freckles. . . thankfully as I grew up I came to love my freckles. Many years ago, on one of my parents trips - my Mom found this sign & gave it to me. I love this little plaque in all of it's homemade-ness, & it sits on the window sill in my bathroom. . . reminding me to love the way God created me, . . . & reminding me of how much my Mom loved me & cared about how I felt about my freckles. . . These days - I see my hundreds of freckles as a reminder of my Mom's love.
Hope you have day realizing how much you are loved!