Friday, April 24, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Be sure you both feel the same way about money, it's use, use of credit from mortgages to credit cards and debt. Many individuals cannot live in continual debt. Their marriages suffer and fail because of this.
Remember, when you are parents, that one is more accepting of one's partner's faults than one's own, so the child most like that partner will be excused and the one like oneself most corrected (and hurt).
Every family is different so your newly formed family cannot be like either of the ones from which you came.
Carefully tend your garden. Root out the weeds. Enjoy the blossoms together!
"In a really good partnership, each gives 75%, neither does a math check!"
Be sure you are both headed for the same destination by the same road. Even teams of horses have to pull together to get anywhere.
Just because a spouse is family doesn't mean one doesn't have to be polite.
"Love conquers all."
"Love means never having to say you are sorry" means trying never to do anything to one another for which you have to be sorry.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Sunday, December 28, 2008
I'm going to be writing on a number of topics, including the Style Statement concept. Click here to see all my posts (click the post titles to view the full article and leave comments.) Please check out the site, leave comments, tell your friends...
More big news! My book is available for pre-order on Amazon!!! This is the book I've spent the past two years editing. It features essays and knitting patterns by myself and others, as well as several photos by my husband.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
No, please leave the tail at the top, too. The larger tree is going to be in the form of a banner, and I'll use the tails at both ends to attach the leaves to the background.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Writer. Designer. Mama.
An object that I cherish: a teacup, made by hand: imperfect, poetic, fine.
Even thought it's completely over the top, I secretly love: flowers in hair.
My definition of sexy: naked & happy.
What I'd like more of in my life: friends, dancing, walks in the woods.
If I had more of that, I'd feel: joyful, connected.
I'm my best self when: I'm well rested and fed.
If I could become a master of anything, I would like to know the most about: color.
I am the kind of friend who: might not call for a few months, but will carefully consider, and maybe even make, your Christmas present.
The best material gift I've ever received: my engagement ring.
I cherish it because: It was designed for me. It embodies my husband's love. It sparkles.
Some works of art that have moved me are:
I describe my inner rhythm as: Vivaldi, Bach
My favorite flower is: Pink lilies.
If this flower had its own personality, I would describe it as: exuberant, large, unafraid to be what it is.
My favorite form of play is: tickling my sons.
Creative means to me: artistic, fertile, rich, expansive, design, make, compose, dance, poetic, sing, mother, handmade
Joy means to me: light, life, laughter, bubbles, sparkles, sexy, rich, happy
Also, read about my Style Statement Journey.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
I've struggled with style for a long time. I always figured that once I figured out what I want to do when I grow up, I'd also know how to dress. The logic fails there a bit, when you consider that not all architects, or writers, or professors dress alike--not by a long shot! But in the meantime, I had developed a fairly stable, non-offensive, somewhat dull style that I'll call "classic." And a thing for red shoes.
The gist is this: you answer a flood of insightful, provocative, soul-searching questions, then you sift and sort through your answers, and you come up with a two word "style statement" that sums you up, body and soul.
When you get towards the end of the process, Carrie (I assume it's Carrie's voice at that point) tells you to make sure that at least one of your words could describe a sofa. So I tried to imagine a Creative sofa, and immediately I thought of a scary cross-stitch lady with a purple polka-dotted sofa and a lot of cats. I ran screaming to look for more words.
I pulled two more: Classic and Joy. The description of "Classic" in the Style Vocabulary hadn't particularly stuck out at me, but my synonyms sounded like home: "quiet, tasteful, supportive, strong, proven, simple, complex, independent, elegant, clean". Joy turned out to be what I was trying to get to with Light, without the "fewer calories" connotation: "light, life, laughter, bubbles, sparkles, sexy, rich, happy".
This was it!! Classic Joy! I wrote it down and did a dance for my 9 month old son! I could see my Classic Joy living room. I picked out a Classic Joy haircut. It explained SO MUCH. I promised myself to save up for an Hermes Red Berry scarf.
Then I mentioned it to my husband. "Classic? Classical? I don't really see it." I read him my synonyms, and he scrunched up his nose. "Well, I was thinking of Creative, too..." "Yes! That's you - you're totally creative. Creative Joy - I love it!"
Hrmph. Now, I often feel that my husband knows me better than I know myself. But I wanted to be right on this one. I argued that Creative felt like WHAT I do, not HOW I do it. Yes, I'm a creative person. But it doesn't feel like a style to me. (I was still reeling from that purple sofa image.)
So I decided to give it a test drive. I bought a "Classic Joy" handbag on ebay. It arrived. And it was nice. A little conservative. In my mind, the style statement was becoming "Classic (but not conservative) Joy."
Then I went shopping. Whenever I shop, I always struggle to find a middle ground between "boring" and "dumb." "Classic" seemed to be that middle ground. I came home with really useful stuff - black trousers, a nice turtleneck sweater, a pair of jeans that fit. Nice. A little conservative.
Your style statement is supposed to help with more than just clothes. It's supposed to be a guidepost for building a life. And in that sense, Classic Joy wasn't really working for me. It explained where I am--technical writer, huge corporation, thing for red shoes--but not where I want to go.
By the next morning, a new little voice was whispering... "there is poetry and fire in my soul." I sat down with a pencil and notepad to figure this out.
Creative Light...Damn if my husband wasn't right.
Classic felt right because it was where I have been living for a long time. It's safe. It's frugal (and you've gotta know I love a bargain). But it's not my core. Creative makes my stomach squirm a little bit, because I know that Carrie & Danielle are going to make me own it.
- That means, instead of using my creativity to feed my frugal itch...
That new sweater is too expensive. Instead, I will buy one at goodwill, rip it up, and knit a new one with the yarn." (yes, I actually did this in college.)...using my frugal self to feed my creativity.
I will save up for truly gorgeous yarn, so that I can wear a work of art.
- That means saying no to the MBA and maybe to the MFA.
- That means doing morning pages once my boys are asleep.
- That means digging out some old manuscripts from digital mothballs.
Deep breath. Whoo boy.
Also, read my Style Statement Profile.
Monday, September 15, 2008
I don't think I'll be able to use more than a few hundred, total. The response so far has been very encouraging! If you're really on a roll, send me what you've got now, so that I can get started on assembly.
No need to press, thanks! I think they look more "natural" unpressed.
They will be coming through the customs as "knitted ornaments" as I think the Customs people might get suspicious of something marked "leaves".... could possibly be finest Canadian weed.
You make a very good point!!
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Yes, they're fairly small. Depending on the yarn and the needles you use, they range from 2-4" long. If you want to make them a bit larger, do another row of YOs, to get to 11 st total, then decrease the same way.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
I'd like to receive all the leaves by October 11, though the sooner the better. I have to assemble this thing and get it photographed well before the end of October to make the deadline for my book.
What will happen to the tree once it is complete?
You know, I hadn't thought much about it--I've been so wrapped up in the book. I will hold onto it at first to use in any publicity appearances for the book--I think it'll be a great showpiece. (The finished tree will be about 4' tall). When all the book hoopla is done, I may donate it to a children's hospital or shelter. Does anyone know of a place that would accept it?
Monday, September 8, 2008
Please help me knit a Tree of Life to be featured in my upcoming book, Knit It Together. (See, we're knitting the tree together. Get it? Get it?)
Here are all the details.
Thank you! Thank you thank you thank you!!
Update: click here to see all updates and Q&As on this project.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
I made the dress (with mucho help from my maid of honor) from a Vintage Vogue patter.
I knitted the shrug (very helpful with the stiff October breeze).
The shrug slid off at the perfect moment...
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
- Buy Costco croissants (they're a steal!)
- (important!) Freeze them
- Take one out, and make knife slits through the middle (as if you were cutting it open like a hot dog bun)
- Slide a bit of bittersweet chocolate into the knife slits
- Pop in the toaster oven at 300 for 10 mins
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
In fact, when you say what needs to be said, it often needs to be digested.
So, there are actually three steps. (As a techwriter, oh, how I love a nice process.)
- Say what needs to be said
- Shut up
- Walk away
But I've learned something: just as giving up anger is something you do for yourself, and not necessarily for the person you're angry with, saying what needs to be said is its own reward. Whatever reaction you get is secondary.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
Ahhh, the boppy! (There are tons of different colors.)
I'm still using mine, and it's been a godsend. Warning: graphic nursing talk ahead!
It shows a lady sitting cross-legged on the carton, but that doesn't work. The best way to use it is in a chair with arms, to hold the pillow up. We have a gliding rocker in the nursery, and that's heaven! If you want to use it in bed or somewhere where there are no arms, you'll need to put pillows (or what I used - a bunched-up robe) under it to raise the baby's head to the right level, otherwise you'll end up slumping (ow) or the baby will be dragging painfully at your boob (double-ow).
I also always keep a burp cloth draped over whichever side his head is on, to catch spit up and spray (so bizarre when your boobs keep spraying!) The boppy comes with a zip-off cover that you can toss in the wash - and you can get more covers a la carte.
I hope there is a lactation consultant at the hospital for you. If not, consider calling one in for a consult - it was very useful. Insist, if you must. I had to ask three times, because my chart showed that my guy was nursing on schedule, but we had the technique wrong, so it was very painful. It's not supposed to hurt!
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Around this chair, you'll want a reading light (yes, you can read and nurse!), and a table or shelf for a drink, the bottle, a notepad... y'know, stuff. You might want other things within reach, too, like music and a shelf of baby books.
Finally, you need a boppy. Boppies are wonderful - it's a big crescent-shaped pillow that fits around your waist and holds the baby in the right position. In fact, I'll write a whole boppy tip, tomorrow!
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
This is a very personal choice, and it's a good thing to talk about before you come home with the baby. But then remember - when Mama gets home, she has every right to change her mind. As many times as she needs to.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
This is a no-nonsense guide that I referred to over and over. In contrast, I couldn't get through the introduction to the La Leche League tome someone gave me ("If you don't breastfeed you're evil" was the gist.) This is just practical information.
Forgive me for straying into TMI territory, but I had EVERY SINGLE problem in the problems chapter, but I got over them all, and breastfed for longer than some of my in-laws thought proper. You don't need antibiotics for a very mild case of mastitis - a hotpad will do the trick.
And look! Another older edition for a penny!
Monday, August 4, 2008
There are many books by him on the market. This is the one I have, and it's a nice collection of essays. His very very comforting point (though I can't find the exact chapter right now) is that you know your baby better than anyone, and that your instincts will be correct the vast majority of the time, and you shouldn't subvert your instincts and common sense to whatever "expert" happens to be in vogue.
Friday, August 1, 2008
This doctor set out to figure out colic, and damned if he didn't. Even if your baby doesn't have full-blown colic, these techniques are invaluable, and they work!
Bonus tip: swaddling works, but my babies were so big, they'd squirm out of their baby blankets in two minutes. The solution? A single flat jersey sheet. Wrap it around and around... they're not getting out of that! My oldest still sleeps with his; it's his "summer blanket."
Thursday, July 31, 2008
This nice heavy tome, or one like it, is a great relief when your child gets ill in the middle of the night. It tells you what to look for, and whether to call the doctor tomorrow, now, or hop in a cab to the ER.
Look, the 1991 edition (which I have) can be had used for a penny (plus shipping)! Aaak! All my bargain-hunting synapses are exploding!
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
I remember early on with my oldest, there was some issue we were grappling over, and I asked a family friend who had 6 kids of her own and has run a pre-school for 30 years. What should we do? "Whatever works," she said.
That said, my next few tips will be for the books I found most helpful.