Day 4 vacation

My mom has the best way with these shamrock plants. She practically ignores them and they just grow like crazy. So I always love it when she gives me a new one. We will say no more!

One of the nice things about being home is I get to enjoy some of the things I have enjoyed before, but didn't have time to enjoy lately. My kitchen faces the west and I get west sunshine so while standing in my kitchen window I can enjoy a sunset. When we lived in Alaska I missed, I mean I really missed the sun. It gets dark there early in the winter, at 3 pm it is pitch black. And even in the summer, because it was cloudy so often, I wouldn't see the the sun for weeks. Maybe that is why I am on a blue kick now. I am drawn to blue and I love the blue sky especially as it turns bright yellow, then orange then dark blue. It is just one of those life experiences that makes me grateful for the heavens.

Judea studying is a great sight to see. She is taking summer school and must study every night.

Going through my pictures to find the items I want to put on ebay I came across this photo. One of my favorite fabrics. Totally retro. Loud, garish, doesn't make sense, and doesn't care, just fabulous. Can you imagine a shirt made of this? See what I mean?

OBU graduation chairs. I just love the way these chairs look. So orderly and proper. Much better than the football stadium. I am glad this is how they do it now.

Am I on Sesame Street?

4 of these things belong together 1 of these things is out of place.

Do you know?

Homebodies unite! Oxymoron?

Today I was working on my mantra. Oh, I don't mean I was trying to find zen or anything like that, but I was trying to get my mind around doing what I love. That is what I am telling myself these days. Not that I haven't been doing that most of my life, but I find myself in pecular situations where I have the opportunity to work outside the home, but I absolutely hate it. I don't mean I hate the people I have to work with, I hate being out of my home.

I love being in and around my home. I am a true homebody. I can remember even when my husband was going to school and I had three children under the age of 6, we were living in an apartment in a complex where there were many people, but I loved being in my "home" as it were. I just have to accept the fact that there are many days I would just as soon stay home as go anywhere else.

Today I was up in my sewing room on the second floor where I can view my domain, (you remember the kind that is an actual place, not an internet cyber-nowhere place) and I just sat in the sun sewing and just enjoying my life. I have been sewing aprons like this one which is at my etsy shop. It has been a very satisfying experience. Creating, executing and hopefully sending to a new home. I was emailing a fellow fabriholic, (person addicted to fabrics) about loving fabrics. Not just certain fabrics, all kinds of fabric. And mostly if they are very colorful. And not only do I love fabrics, I feel like a mother of adopted orphans. I want to give them new homes where the people will love and take care of them.

The window was open, because of course it is January and it should be 70 degrees outside, and I sewed and sewed and sewed loving every minute of it.

So, when I begin to feel myself wanning and I feel the tug of Outside Job I repeat my mantra:"Do what you love. Do what you love." I am always encouraged and feel myself going again for another session of glorious creating.

So do what you love, do what YOU love.