Posts Tagged ‘custom designs’

Obamababies Designs are HERE!

June 4, 2008

Check out Obamababies designs, custom t-shirts for kids, Moms, Dads (in time for Father’s Day too!) and DOGS! Great accessories too, even yard banners and signs!

Whew! Spent all night working on finalizing. I hope you like them. Let me know! Feel free to browse around.

________________________ Art imitates life, and life imitates art.

What I see every day influences what I create, so writing this blog and creating my designs are natural extensions of who I am.

If you are interested in viewing my designs, primarily for kids but also some cool stuff for adults and also doggies (who we all know are integral parts of all families) check them out at:
http://www.cafepress.com/sugarsprouts

See you around the mountains and canyons of northern AZ!

“If you don’t laugh at life, it sneaks up and bites you in the ass!”

Can’t Quit Thinking About It – VOTE HER OUT!!!!

May 29, 2008

Help me to gather some extra funding to research autism and educate the public about it. Go to http://www.cafepress.com/sugarsprouts and buy a Vote Her Out or Vote Her Ass Out custom shirt or accessory. I will donate a portion to the Autism Society of America! And we can let people know in our silent protest, that they CANNOT treat our children this way!!!! If it happened there it could happen to your kid too!

If you haven’t read about this and have no idea what I’m ranting on about, click here:
https://sugarsprouts.wordpress.com/2008/05/28/oh-my-holy-hell-fire-this-evil-teacher/

Also, you too can vote that teacher OUT at:
http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/Fire-teacher-for-unprofessional-conduct

Will it do anything? WHO KNOWS! But at least your voice will be heard!

My sister has informed me that there is an actual Elementary Education teaching method that this woman was supposedly using. I usually think the best of people, but even after having read what she sent me, I can see NO reason or excuse.

_____ Art imitates life, and life imitates art.

What I see every day influences what I create, so writing this blog and creating my designs are natural extensions of who I am.

If you are interested in viewing my designs, primarily for kids but also some cool stuff for adults and also doggies (who we all know are integral parts of all families) check them out at:

http://www.cafepress.com/sugarsprouts

See you around the mountains and canyons of northern AZ!

“If you don’t laugh at life, it sneaks up and bites you in the ass!”

The Day After Memorial Day

May 27, 2008

I’m getting really excited about the upcoming season of Army Wives. Not being an Army wife myself, but having been an Army brat of sorts makes the show especially appealing to me. I have many close friends who WERE (and are) in fact true, live-on-post, deal with all the pride but still all the crappy rules Army (and Navy and Marine) wives. They tell me that some of the storylines proposed on the show aren’t really plausible (friendships between wives of officers ranging from privates to generals is a good example). I have to comment on this one. It does seem implausible, but refreshing on the show that cliques are in some ways undermined by the show’s heroines. That the women portrayed by this small group of actors is actually being represented in at least one television show is a huge step. Sure, the post commander’s wife probably wouldn’t “hang” at an off-post bar with the wives of enlisted men, but come on. There is one show to tell the story, and only so many characters. We wouldn’t tune in as frequently if they didn’t interact – that’s what makes it so juicy!

And that is really the point of this post. Yesterday was Memorial Day. As we remember and pray for the brave soldiers that through the years have gone to war for our country (regardless of whether you believe in the war itself – this is irrelevant in the face of the ultimate sacrifice), we should also remember the families left behind. Especially in the current world situation, where our soldiers are called to fight a war that is unjust, but do not have the right to refuse, the families feel the pain of loss every day.

So let’s hear it for the soldiers, those who have been lost, those who have returned from the many wars we have fought, and those who with hope will come home soon. And let us not forget the families, the husbands, wives, parents, and children who are left behind to hope, and to worry and to pray for their loved ones.

We honor you.

Let your kids show their pride for what Dad does if he is in the military.

________________________ Art imitates life, and life imitates art.

What I see every day influences what I create, so writing this blog and creating my designs are natural extensions of who I am.

If you are interested in viewing my designs, primarily for kids but also some cool stuff for adults and also doggies (who we all know are integral parts of all families) check them out at:
http://www.cafepress.com/sugarsprouts

See you around the mountains and canyons of northern AZ!

“If you don’t laugh at life, it sneaks up and bites you in the ass!”

David Cook Wins American Idol!!

May 23, 2008

OK, I just have to say it. From my more serious polygamist post earlier today, I cannot help but go a little “pop”.

I love David Cook.

There. I said it. I am over ten years older than him but I love him for his talent, his humble nature, and those eyes. WOW! Those eyes. Hey. A Mommy can look can’t she?

The other David was awesome too – of course he was. He was flawless. But there was something special about the gritty way Cook approached his songs, the creative ways in which he changed classics (Billie Jean and Hello anyone?), and the notes. Ah, the notes. As a former music major myself, I know one of the more difficult things to master is the long-held, in-tune last note. And David is a master. Just like an Olympian ice skater throwing in a triple axle at the end of a program, these notes at the end of a lung-blowing rock song were astounding.

Don’t forget though, in the hubbub of Cook’s win, that for our kids, as much fun as American Idol might be, there REAL American Idol has a day all his own. Father’s Day is coming folks. Check out some new ideas for Dads (from shirts to beer steins, we’ve got it!) and carry on the ideal that is American Idol.

________________________ Art imitates life, and life imitates art.

What I see every day influences what I create, so writing this blog and creating my designs are natural extensions of who I am.

If you are interested in viewing my designs, primarily for kids but also some cool stuff for adults and also doggies (who we all know are integral parts of all families) check them out at:
http://www.cafepress.com/sugarsprouts

See you around the mountains and canyons of northern AZ!

If you don’t laugh at life, it sneaks up and bites you in the ass!

Still learning at an “advanced maternal age”…

May 16, 2008

I am just getting into this whole blogging thing, and I have to tell you, for a fairly Type-A personality IN PERSON, I have found it surprisingly scary to interact on the web.  I don’t know why?? 

Maybe it is because I can’t read body-language to sense when it is OK to “jump in” to a conversation.   Maybe it’s simply because it’s new.  I’m not sure.  But I can tell you that so far, I have found a wonderfully supportive group of Moms who have been willing to give me advise and support.  I feel like I have made a whole community of new friends in just the several months I have been at this.  But it is still new and scary and these are not feelings I like or am accustomed to.

I think the only other time I recall feelings resembling these was when I first entered the “Mommy crowd” in our neighborhood – play-groups, playground get-togethers, mall days, etc.  I was so out of my element.  Most of these Moms, even though they were all pretty friendly (I mean they invited the old lady to attend, right?), are also significantly younger than me, and that fact was made very clear as I look at their polished, unlined faces and hear references to things in their childhood that I recall distinctly as being my own recollections from college or later.  (Oh, the FIRST Gulf War atrocity.  Yeah, I remember having a few beers with friends and hearing about it on the news.  OH!  You were just starting kindergarten and only remember your parents being upset.   Hmmmmm…)  EEK!  I got over that one pretty quickly though because no one but me seemed to care.  I don’t even think they noticed.  Of course, I tried 9and still try) not to broadcast my “advanced maternal age”.

I was however, not attuned to any kid’s shows (Dora who?), or toys (my little one was still under 6 months) and I felt at a loss in conversations about potty training.  How old are they for that – five or six?  HA!

I could talk for hours about my old work, but no one cared about politics and communications anymore.  I was always very at ease in those work situations because I had felt in control, and also in social situations because I was the proverbial butterfly.  I loved the bar scene and parties.  But now I was attending children’s birthday parties and while I could throw a mean cocktail party with little notice was terrified of my little one’s impending first birthday.

So, if I chicken-shit out and don’t throw her a big first birthday bash for all the play-group kids will I stunt her for LIFE?!?!

But surprisingly, in time, heading to story-time at the library became less tenuous because I started making and receiving phone calls to attend with other Mommys and kids.  The first call had me feeling like I was calling a boy for the first time in Junior High.  I was sweating and hung up twice before it rang.  I think I was so afraid that these Moms were only being nice to me because of my daughter but that they could see RIGHT THROUGH me to my former self.  I mean becoming a Mommy, while it is the very best thing that has ever happened (and I don’t give a damn about that cliché – it’s true!) wasn’t exactly planned.  I was sure they saw me as a fraud and I was afraid of putting myself out there for ridicule and rejection.

But I made the call.  And the Mommy and her son weren’t home.  They also didn’t call back because they were out of town, but of course, I thought I was being dissed by the Mommys.  But I tried again the next week and guess what?  They came by and played on the swings and we went to story-time together.  This sort of opened up invitations from others and made it easier for me to be the initiator. 

Now, I doubt I will ever be the host of massive play-dates.  I just don’t think I have that in me right now.  Excuse number one – I’m old remember?  But I feel pretty secure in the Mommy friends I have clicked with – and a few that I like that otherwise I would have never crossed paths with.  And while I may never be close to these women, I am at least friendly with them.

And this leads me to my current situation of trying again to wade through the Mommy Blogs, identify ones that seem to “click” with my personality and introduce myself.  Kind of scary, but I’m working through it.  I think I’ll be OK.  Because all-in-all, when it comes to being a Mommy, we DO all have something in common that anyone who isn’t a Mommy can never relate to. 

I just hope I don’t come on too strong. 

For those Mommy Bloggers (and others!!) I’m communicating with already:

Jeff at www.alignnorth.com

Kim at http://buchheitcreative.com/

http://skimbaco.blogspot.com/

http://acowboyswife.com/

http://www.tubbybundle.com/blog/

http://queenofspainblog.com/

http://www.cafepress.com/argylestripes

and those I will in the future,

                           kick my ass if you need to.

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Art imitates life, and life imitates art.

What I see every day influences what I create, so writing this blog and creating my designs are natural extensions of who I am.

If you are interested in viewing my designs, primarily for kids but also some cool stuff for adults and also doggies (who we all know are integral parts of all families) check them out at:
http://www.cafepress.com/sugarsprouts

See you around the mountains and canyons of northern AZ!

“If you don’t laugh at life, it sneaks up and bites you in the ass!”

Ran through slush

May 14, 2008

So I ran through a bunch of slush and muck, but surprisingly it went pretty well. Feeling a bit tired and sore and twenty minutes felt longer than on Sunday. I feel a little like a wuss today so I have to keep chanting – “You are a marathoner, YOU are a marathoner!” Hope I can convince myself to keep going. Especially when I hobble out of bed tomorrow morning.

OK, on to the family. The little one is growing more every day! I tried out some new clothes and discovered she had already grown out of stuff that still had tags. How does that happen? Does anyone out there have luck on eBay? Any advice?

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Art imitates life, and life imitates art.
What I see every day influences what I create, so writing this blog and developing my designs are natural extensions of who I am.
If you are interested in viewing my designs, primarily for kids but also some cool stuff for adults and doggies (who we all know are integral parts of all families) check them out at:

http://www.cafepress.com/sugarsprouts

See you around the mountains and canyons of northern AZ!

Why I am writing this blog and other cool stuff

May 13, 2008

Hey, by the way, I am a Mom, and a runner (well, trying to become one) and a designer. I am writing this blog to create interest in the beautiful part of the country I am so lucky to live in, as well as to promote and hopefully share the joy of my designs. Sometimes you may notice shameless links to my site – you can enjoy them or ignore if you aren’t interested. Whichever you choose. Hopefully our discussions and postings about our families, pursuits of exercise and smaller butts, shopping and such will interest many Mommys and more out there!

Recovery Day #1

May 13, 2008

I went out to stretch this morning before work. I headed to the Grand Canyon rim and looked out over the horizon. The ravens were soaring overhead, flying and dipping in apparent ecstasy at the sunrise. The early spring wildflowers were in bloom, and the air was clean and crisp. It felt like the Grand Canyon was welcoming us all, ravens, flowers, bunny rabbits, with open arms and love.

Then I tried to stretch my stiff hamstrings. All the beauty around me could not compare to the agony in that one little stretch. Yes, this was day two of my marathon training, or as I call it my first of many “Days of Pain and Agony”. I know, I know. I want to do this – and I will. But I have complain at least a little.

Although I must admit, being able to look out over the canyon while I stretch out my sore muscles did eventually lessen the pain a bit. At least for while.

Tune in tomorrow for a recap of running day number two. I’m set for about twenty more minutes. Stay tuned and see if I make it…

By the way, you may have noticed by now that I am a designer and also a mommy who is working at staying home with my little one by designing and selling ultra-cool, hip, custom clothes. Seriously, check out my site: http://www.cafepress.com/sugarsprouts. Do you want something custom designed for yourself or your little one? Do you want a special shirt for YOUR big race? Let me know on this blog and we’ll make it happen for you!

Remember MOMS ROCK! You are strong and a champion. Train hard, shop hard, live hard, love intensely!