My baby turned 27 yesterday. And it went by, very quite. I think she has inherited the " It is my birthday and I want it this way or I am going to cry" attitude. I went and got the boys so she could have a night alone and have her pitty party. I know this will not make her feel any better. Let's just say I know first hand. The things I have handed down to my daughter, god forgive me.
The boys on the other hand, the baby would not get out of my arms the whole time I was at the house. He was going to make sure I was not leaving him , this time. But when we got home and all situated he cried and wined for the longest time. I told him, if he did not stop I was going to trade him in on a baby that did not wine so much. Malik did not like this, he is such the protector. He would hold him when he cried and try to make it all better. He would even stop eating dinner and go get him something. I tried to tell him that I would get it, but he went on. He got out of bed last night when the baby cried to tell me he was crying. He just doesn't want him to cry. Well, I have news for you, this child is going to be a crying one. Gotta love em.
Happy Tuesday!

I feel like there are not words to describe how much this little man means to me. He has brought joy into my life. He knows how to work me, and get what he wants. And I let him. It makes us both feel good.

Artist?
So who is a life artist? Do you take photos of your family, yourself, your environment, your world? Do you tell stories? Do you bring them all together onto paper, into your computer, onto a canvas (or some other cool concoction)? Do you create art journals with all kinds of wonderfully interesting pieces of your life and thoughts and emotions? Do you celebrate your life through your art? ( from blog: Ali Edwards)
I can't say I am a artist, I do not create beautiful paintings, play a instrument, sculpt , or write outstanding novels. But.... the way Ali puts it, maybe. I am telling a story, sometimes in pictures, many of you know I hate to journal. And want the page to tell the story.
Just food for thought.........

Watching over me, is this little angel in my back yard. This sweet little, thumb sucking angel was bought over 13 years ago. And he has been sitting on this rock in my little fish pond watching over me and my family. He freezes in the winter , thaws in the spring, endures the Alabama heat and the falling of leaves. I know this is way out there but I see him today as a symbol of my faith. Sometimes I freeze up, thaw, rejoice in Spring and fall again. I guess you can see faith or the lack of it, in almost everything. As I am trying to slow down and remember why I am here and the reason I have what I have. This little angel is always there and all I have to do is welcome him.

Date Night-
Dinner and a Movie-
Candlelight-soft Music-
Looking into each others eyes-
Stolen kisses-
looks across the table-
hand holding-
opening car doors
and then.......
Get real,
We went to a loud Mexican Restaurant
on Friday night
with 200 other people-
by Michaels to pick up paper-
and then Lowes-
had a list a mile long-
paint for the kitchen ( check)
2 by 4 for an idea ( check)
filters for house and shop ( check- check)
being alone- together.......Priceless - Our Date Night!

Go Taylor, Go Taylor
You got the moves,
Got the moves.

CROCS- GOTTA LOVE EM
SOOO GREAT AND A GIFT FROM MY BESTEST BUDDY!
HAPPY THURSDAY!

My candle burns at both endsIt will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends
-It gives a lovely light!
- Edna St. Vincent Millay

What inspires you?
What gives you the inspiration to create another page?
I find things,
Things that you would not always add to a scrapbook.
Today I found pink elastic, from an estate sale box.
Stay tuned ........

Just got the word, that I will have a class on a page like this. At 4 peas retreat in April. I will "tweak" it a bit but I just love this look. All the doodling is fresh and free. I will post the "TWEAK" page in a week or two. Auction last night, late getting home, sale at shop today, auction on Saturday , Sunday I will rest, if possible. Don't you just love it!

Have a Wonderful day!

Happy March!
I awoke to the sound of chirping birds this morning.
Today I had the doors open at the store.
I wanted to be out and about, I guess this is called early spring fever.
Flowers are trying to bloom and I am ready.
The fresh smell of newly cut glass ,
I love this smell !
Can't wait for all the flowers and warmer days.
How did you spend your day ?