Thursday, June 30, 2011


These are some magnets that I made for some of my friends. They are definitely larger than most magnets. They are also in 3D. They are printed copies of pictures of their children, but before the photos were printed out they were altered on the computer to be just an outline. Than I took art charcoal and etched in most of the outline and helped bring out the features. Than, with more art chalk, I colored in the child. I did more to projects, but I'd really prefer for the parents to see first hand and not have this totally spoiled for them! Until next time, Many blessings to you.

New Tour.

I just wanted to add that I am totally excited about my favorite band, Hanson, going on tour this fall. They are incredibly talented and I can only hope that this tour will be my lucky tour, and I will finally surpass the flirtation from stage to audience, Taylor going off stage and {un}willingly let me caress the side of his torso (haha) and finally, get an official meet & greet. I know so many people who have been so lucky to meet them. Wether it's from an official meet & greet, meeting them at the tour bus, or being pulled on stage from Taylor...hopefully, I will finally get my chance. Just another perk about living out in Utah now, is that when Hanson tours the west...Utah is pretty much a central location for all their west USA shows. Yup, that's right kids. I'll be on my hands & knees begging my poor husband to let me be a fangirl for a few days. He knew he married a Hanson fan. But, that poor soul probably had NO idea what that really entails. Until next time, many blessings to you.

What About Love?

Apparently, I wrote this March 5, 2009. I don't remember what I was feeling at the time.

In my own words. Love is boundless, untamed, and unchained by laws, it is something have every person deserves. No man nor god can govern your love, for love is free. Do not let your love be stopped by anyone! Because no one knows your soul better than yourself and what your soul desires. Love is an indefinite definition, a contradiction of itself because love can be experienced in many ways. It is what your heart and soul long for and is what you need to feed. Feed yourself like your stomach in order to live, to live life to its fullest.

In saying that, love yourself! Loving yourself is the water of your body, its what makes you a living being. Its what makes your body structure, its what you are mostly made of. If you do not love yourself then what is there for others to love? Where is the water that makes your body for others to know you? Drink, love yourself. And feed, love for your soul.

Definitely from the heart.

I've been going through something heart wrenching lately. It's kind of personal, and I really would rather not discuss it on an online blog. However, I can say that the saying "sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words will never hurt me" is a total farce. Of course words hurt. Especially when they are completely false or greatly exaggerated. We are only human, and verbal communication is away for our species to relay how we feel and it's a prominent way of our communication and interactions with each other. Any kind of it verbal or physical hurts when it is being abused. The wound cuts much more deeper when the person who is hurting you is a close family member or friend. I do not claim to be perfect in any way, shape or form but what I am going through I can honestly say that absolutely NO decent mother should have to go through. In fact, you don't even have to BE a "good" mother for this to be completely ridiculous. Just don't abuse, neglect or harm your children and you will be okay in my book. Everyone has different parenting styles. Just because you don't agree with someones parenting style doesn't always equal out to them being a harmful parent. For example, I know many parents who let their children stay up late, even on weekdays. To me, a child under the age of 12 has no reason to be up past 10:00 pm, period. Well, if the child is sick that is definitely another story, but I am talking about regular bedtimes. But, their children are not my children and my children are not theirs. Parents who find that acceptable might find the fact I put my two and four year in bed by 8:00 pm to be way too strict. I lost my train of thought, but I hope you understand where I am coming from. I'm thinking of my children more than ever. I have been doing some fun, creative stuff lately to keep my mind and heart focused on other places than the deep root of pain that I have in my heart. I am currently working on making a cute little scrapbook for my daughter, and I'm in the mist of making something cute for one of my good friends son. Although, I sincerely have absolutely no idea where I am going with that project, I can be certain it's definitely from the heart. My MIL has seriously a room that is full of craft supplies. That's all it a craft room. A million scissors, racks of different paper from store bought; construction, card stock, homemade to literally thousands of embellishments and great coloring tools like a huge rack of coloring pencils, markers, and chalk. It's fabulous. It's like Disneyland for adults who craft. I'm grateful for her and her generosity, that she let's me have free reign in that room and let my imagination go wild. My MIL is a sweet, gentle woman and my heart sings joys for her. She is an amazing, loving woman. Dare I say this?... I have never met anyone who is a mother figure who treats me with respect like she does. Heavenly Father has given me amazing children, amazing friends, and an amazing family. I will try and get some pictures of my craftiness later on. Until then, many blessings to you.