Wishing

You don't see many photos of me on this blog, and there are several reasons.

One...I'm not very photogenic...no matter the pose.  No matter what I do, it looks awkward.

Two, I've gotten heavier since college, and don't like how I look in pictures.

Three, I'm usually the one behind the lens.

AND

Four, I'd rather take pictures of other things...namely my kids, although that's getting harder and harder to do.

They don't like it as much as when they were younger.

I did tell them the other day in no uncertain terms they would have to get used to the pictures, even though they might not like it.  I will take them when they play sports, when they are being silly, and to record each year of their lives.

So, several weeks ago, once the craziness of fair was over, we went downtown where the old brick buildings give off their shabby charm.

The result...some silly shots, and a lot of really good ones.

It was really hard to pick which ones to blow up and frame...so I picked lots!

Somethings are always newer to someone else

It was time to refill my Etsy shop a little.

I've been slacking over the summer since my cousin, Emily, and I have been focusing all our creative efforts on our small booth at the local flea market.

I'm sorry Etsy customers of mine, you've seen little variety, and a whole lot of time between new things.

So, I added some new things tonight.

Like oilcloth bunting/pendants,

 more chalkboard items...

 fabric flower pins,

 map tags,

 ornate bulletin boards,

 vintage ceramic planters,

 and cutesy chalkboards.

Things I would use in my OWN home, anytime.

I'm even planning for a surprise event Emily and I were invited too...a little craft fair in Galveston, IN in October (more details later).

So much to think about, with so little time in between!

Hope you find something you like in my shop...and have a GREAT WEEKEND!

Deja Vu

This whole week I've been driving Evan to football camp at the high school.

The high school where I went, where my kids now attend junior high.

I've been driving the same route I drove 20+ years ago to school.

First through our tiny town,

(which has stayed the same since I was a kid.)

Then to the corner, where I remember on a snowy, icy school day, I turned and went sideways in the road, my sister screaming her head off beside me.

Where there used to be a historic wooden covered bridge, now just the rails reside.

(The bridge was burned to the ground when I was in high school.)

And onto the high school, which in our tiny district, still houses the junior high and high school together.

That's fine with me.  I don't mind a small district, I'd rather my kids know most of the kids in their class.

I've felt very nostalgic all week, driving the course I've been driving.

Maybe it's because school starts in a couple of weeks, maybe because we're attending Evan's first football game tonight at the school...I don't know, but the feeling is not ALL BAD.

I'm proud to say we live in the community where I grew up.