So I’ve had this blog up and running for a while now where I post random writings it all started out for my crafting its turned into a pinterest/journal. I have followed and spoken with some cool people through blogging. My favorite person has to be the one and only Eccentric Owl her cool thrift store finds her dope shoes and her all around sense of feminine style. I enjoy and look forward to every photo I see, I had been wanting to design something for her for a while but didn’t want to come off as a stalker weirdo. Well she shared some news there is a little egg in her nest. Enter my chance to make to make her something. I just hooked up the teeniest cutest little owl hat. The best part the pattern came free from another Blog imagine that Repeat Crafter Me
Ok so let me say that like some adults I have issues with my childhood. That being said I thought this would be a good thing to post about not because I want to air out my dirty laundry but because I really think that I have grown as a person and have moved on and writing it down will help me to remember that I have indeed let it go. I have let my father <as in the person I share DNA with> know how I feel about him and nothing will change those feelings but I was thinking about my own childhood while dealing with my own children and you know I truly believe in my heart of hearts that while he is far from perfect he tried his best and you know I could be a much worse person than I am today so I choose to learn from his mistakes as a parent I vow to not let history repeat itself in my own parenting adventures and I hope for my own children to not follow in my foot steps but to exceed my expectations. The man who raised two children on his own had some help along the way but he was never given the tools to be a stellar parent he made do with what he had around him and he had a hand in raising two amazing people and no one can take that from him not even me. If it wasn’t for this man I would not be the independent free thinker who blogs before you today. If it wasn’t for him bringing powerful strong amazing women into my life I wouldn’t have the balls of steel I have today if it wasn’t for him showing me everything NOT to do I would have made much worse decisions in life. In some ways I repeated history and let the cycle continue but there are so many other cycles I have broken. Why because I didn’t want to be like him or I wanted to prove him wrong so I did. How great is that he raised a daughter who has no problem throwing a middle finger in your face with a big smile plastered on her face. I am a forgiving loving passionate person. I learned that falling of the horse doesn’t mean you don’t hop your ass right back up there. I learned that the most entertaining stories don’t come from a book but an imaginative mind. I learned to never judge a book by its cover. I learned that the face people give you is not always their face. My mother gave me my biggest life lesson in my 20′s but this man I share DNA with gave me so many more lessons and really shaped who I am the good and the bad. He tried as best he could. He taught me that a single parent doesn’t mean you let your new conquests in and out of your children’s lives. He taught me loud music is bad for little ears and it is better to walk in the heat with your kids sake then it is to take a ride in a car with too much bass XP. He taught me that a parent can be a jungle gym too. There are other lessons that were learned that I will be forever thankful for. What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger my childhood did not kill me but if for damn sure made me a better and stronger person.
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So its been a while since i’ve written anything here and i’ve missed it. We have began homeschooling this past month and Eeegad its been a struggle my child is 5 and a we chose home school because my child can be quite the handful and i was not ok with doing that to a teacher and a classroom. i feel that i need those Keep Calm and……… in wallpaper form some days and then there all the days that we get it all done and i’m one accomplished and proud super mom!!! What has kept me going is the little things and the big too the subjects he gives me the hardest time about are also the ones that i get giddy about when he gets 100%. But you know what my proudest moment was one of my hardest days we spent most of the day working on our history lesson the 7 continents and something special about each one we had been discussing the Sahara Desert and which countries it goes across and Mali was mentioned and he tried to side track me by asking me why that girl Molly lived there i gave him a quick answer and on we went. He was later telling his father about his day and what he had learned and he named 2 of the countries and the continent!! i was very proud of him that one small distraction/frustration ended up being a huge reward at the end of my very long day. Ahhhh i feel so much better getting that out i am trying to schedule one day a week to blog because i really need to have this outlet. Until Next Time Loyal Reader lets hope my hectic superhero schedule does not keep us apart for too long
So let me start by saying i am not a huge rap or hip hop fan and really did not listen to this mans music very often on the radio sure but never went out and bought an album. When this man passed away i was in junior high school 7th grade i think thinking i could change the world when i turned 18, that has yet to happen. As of late my significant other has started playing a lot of Tupac and i take the time to listen to the lyrics i even get a little teary eyed from time to time. So my S.O. goes on to play some videos of the man i had no clue what he had gone through. Then i hear this great quote that is on his tombstone:So there you go that is who i am blogging about today Tupac. The man is a legend is he not? Websters defines a legend as a story coming down from the past his story is still being told 16 years after his death. The reason that i decided to sit down and write this blog that no one will probably ever read is because i am fearful for what this mans legend has become and can become its heartbreaking really. Many would like to emulate him but for the wrong things for the sex the Hennessy and the weed as so many rap songs today talk about, but why not emulate instead what Thug Life was truly all about? From what i gather it was about the people as a whole working together to better each other it was not about shooting up your enemies banging all you can and getting messed up all day everyday. No this man pictured a better place for all of us so that we would no longer be taken advantage of by the 1% some believe that this is what led to his demise. Perhaps he was always destined to leave the world at a young age before he could accomplish all of his goals. Look at the legend of Tupac Amaru the Inca king he was named after he attempted to lead a revolution of his own and was killed for it. Look at Tupac’s mother its no secret she was a member of the Black Panthers so yeah to me this man was always destined to be a legend.
If the man was here today I think he would probably be very upset at the turn his legend has taken,this man from what I’ve watched and heard from those really close to him was an incredibly intelligent and talented man. He was not brought up in the ideal Rockwell home some of us have had and many of us dreamed of. He was born at a time when people were working hard to make change for their communities, he was famous in a time when camera phones did not exist so there were no eyes all around to film the harassment and all the other craziness that came along with the fame. He was silenced for whatever reason be it financial gain for others or to put out the spark before the glorious blaze broke out. *The need to write all this down has burdened me for almost two weeks now so forgive me if its all over the place*
Anyway so I heard that Tupac loved to read anything and everything he could get his hands on i plan on reading some of those books. This is one way I plan on honoring this legend other ways are to educate my children with everything i know from gardening to paper making my last thought is to do something good with myself to use my talents to make the world a better place for now it will be little things some i already do some will be new to me. These are a few of the way that I plan to honor a legend and to contribute to the vision I believe he had for his “Thug Life” and like i said I am not a rap or hip hop fan i am not a fan of 2pac the rapper I am a fan of Tupac Amaru Shakur the man the spark that was put out too soon. So to you fans of 2pac and Tupac I ask this what will you do to truly emulate a legend? What will you contribute to “Thug Life”. I am not a fan of rap or hip hop I am a lover of great minds, I am a mother, I am a student of life and a molder of young minds and those are just a few of my super powers what are yours?
As I set the first twists in this hand painted merino superwash whose colorway was named Berry Tops I was not reminded of berries at all. At first look the roving made me think of flower power and tie dye and naked muddy people dancing. Yeah I know my mind works a little weird hahaha.
Anyway back to the twists as the first ones ran up the fiber I was brought back to memories of sitting in my grandma’s room at one apartment in particular when I was at the beginning of my teen years my grandmother had all these beautiful Venetian masks on her wall. I used to wonder what it would be like to be a girl back in those days well a girl of means anyway and to go to one of those fantastic masquerade balls donning an elaborate and beautiful mask to have everyone whisper who is that girl? This yarn spun up beautiful pinks, deep purples and beautiful aquas there were some gorgeous almost black areas of mossy green. It’s one of the reasons I love spinning all the memories it brings before my eyes all the beautiful scenery I’ve been privileged to see in such a short time. This yarn brought back lots of good times with my grandma and I realized this a while back but here it is: the good memories are the one that stick out most the only ones that should matter when you spend time on the bad ones you make things bad for yourself so my advice to you readers take a little time every day when you feel overwhelmed to focus on a good memory and tell me you don’t feel better. We get past the bad times people its why were all still here we may be bruised and a little dirty but it didn’t break us!!! Have an awesome day and enjoy these photos of The Girl Behind The Venetian Mask. Oh and before i forget the background was custom made by my 5 and 1 year old taught them to make paper over the weekend we had a blast until dad threw out the paper mixture but this is another adventure for another time my followers.
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This review is for the Bic Soleil i would like to start off by saying that i am a bzz agent and was provided with a Bic Soleil Razor and coupons for the razor in exchange for creating Buzz about the Bic Soleil. i would also like for you all to know that i am not a hairy person and can go up to 2 months without having a need to shave. Anyway onto my review when i received confirmation that i was going to participate in this campaign i stopped shaving so i could give an honest review there still wasn’t enough work for the Soleil to do when it first arrived so it sat in the box for a few more weeks. Finally the day came that i could take no more and HAD to shave so i did and was very happy with the results smooth legs and no cuts hooray. my legs look awesome thank you Bic
It all started with 4 ounces of the prettiest roving I’ve ever seen. I fell in love with this merino nylon roving the second I took it out of the box my swap partner sent me. The colors were what got me then I saw the name of the roving Forever In Blue Jeans I flipped being a lover of all things Rockabilly made the fiber even sweeter. Now usually when I spin a yarn I start out with a name in mind for the yarn that will come from the fiber and end up changing the name before the yarn is plied and dried but this was not the case this time around James Dean was the name I started with and ended up using.
You may be asking yourself 1) why is this chick writing a book about some yarn? whooptee tah! and 2) why did you choose that name for this yarn? Well first things first James Dean had the most beautiful blue eyes and that was my first thought those blue eyes the other reason because when I think of blue jeans I think James Dean in a pair of blues jeans with the white t shirt and the pack of Lucky Strike’s rolled up in the sleeve. It sure didn’t help matters that every time I touched my spindle the David Essex song Rock On played in my head. Other names did cross my my mind as I tugged at the fiber and watched it spin but this yarn was always meant to be James Dean.
If you aren’t a spinner or are a newbie like me then you may not know that spinning colored fiber does some fun and interesting things to the colors once you start to spin it. This was my first multicolored fiber up until now I’ve dyed a couple of skeins after they were spun and have worked with solid or natural colored fibers. Oh the colors I saw I saw midnight skies, Cookie Monster, sky blue, indigo, stormy clouds and so much more while watching this yarn spin into singles. The first hour and a half went smoothly then tragedy struck my 3 year old son got a hold of my first roll of singles while I was performing my super mom duties dad did not take the singles away and my longest single ever was tangled ahhhhhhhhhhh. I sat for 2 hours rescuing that single only to have it break into three pieces before I was done after the singles were carefully rolled back up to bed I went and the spinning began bright and early the next day.
It took me one week from start to finish to spin that roving into yarn ply it and dry it and let me tell you it was worth every last minute. As I was spinning I was concerned with the white sections that I would have huge sections of yarn that were just dull and white but that was not the case, no even where there are sections of white they are anything but boring. To truly appreciate this yarn one must see it for themselves I could go on and on about the things I see in that yarn. I am very proud of this yarn it has a lot of my firsts my first stupid long single, my first multicolored roving my first commitment to a name for a yarn and most importantly my first novelty yarn.
The story of James Dean does not end here my followers for I have big plans for that 468 yards of yarn. Please stay tuned and enjoy these pictures of James Dean………………….THE YARN