Tuesday, February 15, 2011

COLORS OF LOVE

I got a phonecall from the florist yesterday morning.  They were outside of my house, but could not make it up our iced driveway and would I meet them down at the street.    Easier said than done.  The day before it warmed up just enough to melt the top layer of the ice snow mixture only to refreeze.  I literally could not walk without my arms and legs flailing.  More concerned about me than my driveway, the two delivery gals made another run for it and finally made it up the drive.  As they emerged from their vehicle they immediately joined me in showing off all our non-skating abilities.  We became fast friends, holding hands, even hugging (well, really it was clinging) without any formal introduction.  I think they had the whole shop in the van so it took quite a bit of maneauvering before this huge arrangement surfaced.  There was no way I could make it back to the house holding that garden in a vase.  I made them just sit it down for fear we'd end up on the noon news, "Three concussions over Valentine's Delivery".  I made it back to the house by holding onto the shrubs for dear life.  Then opened the garage door to retry.  I seriously considered putting on my bike helmet.  Got it!  Thanks to my sweet hubby who just happens to be working in sunny, warm California and is missing all the fun.  They warmed my heart.


  



I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.  ~Claude Monet
 Speaking of painting flowers, on Sunday I met Jen, Joe and kiddos for lunch, then some playtime at their house.  Wyatt wanted me to paint with him, so we pulled out the supplies.  With only 3 kiddie paintbrushes that looked like they had been used for scrubbing by Amelia, a starter paint kit and a vase of flowers we managed to come up with these quick masterpieces. 

The Flower Vase With Three Birds by Wyatt
The Flower Vase with Crooked Table by Mimi

Monday, February 7, 2011

WINTER BLAST

I am so behind on blogging, as you will see.  I have excuses, but who cares, right?  But I come with some pictures as a peace offering.  My new line of picture frames, pillows and mirrors had their debut at a few Demdaco showrooms.  As much as I wanted to I did not make it to the huge Atlanta showroom, but Tim and I drove to Chicago and visited my new line there.  So, as we were approaching the showroom this is what we saw!  Schweet, huh?

THE PAULA PRASS COLLECTION
 FRONT WINDOW DISPLAY

ANOTHER DISPLAY



LOTS OF PILLOWS

Since I didn't get to the Atlanta showroom I only have a couple pics that were taken from someone's cell phone.  It certainly gives me an idea of what I missed, huh?

THE PAULA PRASS COLLECTION
DEMDACO'S ATLANTA SHOWROOM

I am hoping to redo my website soon (easier said than done these days).  When it's complete I'll be offering these goodies for sale.

The weather seems to be a non-stop source of conversation lately, especially here in the Midwest.  The ice storm put a thick, hard layer of ice over several inches of snow and everything else, which pretty much closed everything down around here.  Then this morning we woke up to snow, snow and more snow over the harsh ice.  I realized that I have only been viewing all this "weather" as added work and inconvenience.  I caught myself doing it again today, then looked out my family room window and this was my view.  How can I be so blind to the beauty all around me?



I love the hints of pinkish coral the sky left on the snow.  It's been grey for so long, I almost missed the added color.

Speaking of all pink and beautiful, I didn't blog much during the holidays but just had to show you how cute my little Miss Amelia was for her holiday dance recital.  I must admit we were all quite pleasantly surprised at how well she did during the performance.  She is just way too busy to constantly pay attention, ya know?  We all glanced at each other like, "What? She's been holding out on us?"  
   
POSING AFTER MAKE-UP


TOTALLY FOCUSED

Afterwards we all went out to celebrate.  The restaurant manager came to the table to chat and commented on Amelia's recital (obvious by the outfit).  He asked how she did and her brother Wyatt piped up and said, "We were startled at how good she did!"  Startled?  Wow, that's our new word and we enjoy using it whenever possible.  Love those kids!!!

While I feel badly that I'm not blogging more often are all very understanding and forgiving.  Your wonderful notes continue to warm my heart.  Thanks xo
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