Show + Tell

12 in TWELVE

2012-02-02T11:20:00.000-05:00

This last year sure has been a real doozy on my end. It kinda feels like I was broadsided by a freight train and next thing I knew I was dropped off on the other side of the country. By Thanksgiving I simply ran out of steam. I kept getting sick so I made a tough decision to step back and get through the holidays without all the usual deadlines looming over me.

Alas; new year, new beginning, new projects! I'm not only back but I come with 12 awesome tutorials for you in 2012. One project for each month.

Before we get started I know you know that it is already February so I'm late right out of the gate. Since moving I am having some crashing issues with Photoshop and Illustrator, seriously limiting my productivity. Trust me, I was working on this in January.

As you know, we own another fixer upper so I don't need to go far to find projects. Every room needs a face lift, and as an interior designer I look forward to sharing creative ways to get that high-end look on an affordable budget.

I was over-the-top excited that Jennifer, Joe and the kids were coming here for Christmas. I decided to do a quick and inexpensive makeover in time for Christmas dinner. As you have already learned from my past Before and Afters, my husband starts tearing out while I'm still making the To Do List. This was no exception and before I found the camera those sconces were in the trash. I found this Before image taken prior to possession.

STRIPED WINDOW TREATMENTS

BEFORE

Notice the $4.99 sconces on either side of the windows? Take a closer look here.

BAD REPAIR JOB

We remain baffled as to why anyone needed to move those beauties down 5". Repositioning the junction box and fixtures was definitely a DIY job gone wrong. I decided to cover the whole bad mess with horizontal striped window treatments and a fresh coat of paint.

AFTER

The idea for these came about while I was wandering around Ikea with this wonderful $19.99 throw under my arm, which is maybe my best find from Ikea so far.

I noticed these Ritva curtain panels for $34.99 a pair. They are heavy cotton but look like linen and they come in various colors. I placed the white, which is more like a creamy white next to the yummy gray and instantly witnessed a marriage made in heaven. So I bought one pair of each. These are not lined but that didn't matter to me since they were hanging against the wall.

The other plus with ready made curtains is that they are finished at the top. These have hidden loops on the back to slide a rod through. I must admit that I have never purchased ready made curtains, but since I snatched these I have noticed some incredible bargains out there. Look around at Marshall's, Target, Pier One, World Market, etc. and I bet you can make these for less than my $70 find.

MATERIALS LIST:

2 pairs of curtains in different colors
Measuring tape
Straight edge ruler or yard stick
Scissors
Sewing machine
2 colors of thread to coordinate with curtains
Seam ripper

So here is the process used to measure and cut the stripes. First, determine the desired finished length. Mine was 94 1/2". I wanted seven stripes so 94 1/2" divided by 7 is 13 1/2" per stripe once they are all sewn together. I made this chart as my guide and I suggest you do the same for your curtains.

NOTE: Because the very top panel is already sewn and finished you only need one 1/2" seam for the bottom of this stripe. The last stripe at the bottom will be much longer to include the hem.

I suggest using a seam ripper to undo the side hems before cutting the stripes. I didn't do that, but instead, I undid each seam as needed and just wonder if that took longer. Hmm. Then cut the alternating color stripes. Straight cuts are a must. Starting at the top, pin the first two stripes, right sides together. Sew a 1/2" seam. Wait until after all the stripes are sewn together before pressing seams open and doing this cool finishing touch (below). It makes all the difference in giving your curtains a great finishing touch.

PRESS and FINISH

Once all the stripes are sewn together press each seam open. Then fold and press each long side of the seams under 1/4".

Sew both sides with the coordinating threads. Then refold the side hems. Sew and press.

BACK OF FABRIC

I found short metal curtain rods at Lowe's. They were cheaper than one's at Target; about $10 each and included the hardware for hanging. The Ikea curtains came with double sided iron-on adhesive for the hem, but machine or hand sewn hems are fine.

I love the way these turned out. They look custom. Wait. They ARE! And there is plenty of leftover fabric that will probably pop up in future tutorials.

Hey, let me know what you think.

ROSEY MONDAY

2011-11-21T14:06:00.001-05:00

While the rest of the world is looking at autumn colors, I am saturated in springtime right now. This is my first rosebush, EVER. I am beside myself excited and just had to share. Happy Monday!!!

Okay, technically we inherited a tea rose plant. It is still propped up in the tiny container it came in and the roots have stuck into the ground and the container is split open. I try to baby it, and it does produce a few tiny roses and when it does, I'm right out there taking pics like a proud mama. I might lose it if we try to fix it, so I'm enjoying anything it produces.

FOR THE LOVE OF COLOR

2011-11-10T14:56:00.001-05:00

First of all, thank you all so very much for the love, prayers and understanding you extended to me last week. I appreciate it more than you know.

I currently have projects going on in just about every solid surface of this place. Here's the progress on the art quilt. Sure am enjoying any chance to pick it up.

Not intending to rub it in, but I am still not used to the weather here. Back in Indiana we would seriously be buried in leaves right now. Instead we have flowers just starting to bloom. I take my camera and coffee out in the morning hoping to get a photo of the hummingbirds. This morning there were two all up in my space, but they are clearly camera shy and I'm too slow. Some day. In the process, look at these colors!!! I could get real used to this.

I seriously don't even know what any of these are. Well, except for this fruit. At first I thought it was a lime tree but recently found a little tag that says it's a Valencia orange. Who knew? All I can say is I love all this COLOR

NEED TO REMEMBER

2011-11-04T13:59:00.000-04:00

Back in September I attended an event. There were some strong opinions regarding not sharing personal things on your blog. While I certainly appreciate the points that were made, I've pondered this for over a month now. Anyway, a year ago I made a tough decision to share a very difficult personal thing in my life. I knew it was a touchy thing to do, but I have always been open and heck, it's my blog. I continue to receive emails weekly from moms thanking me and sharing their own secret pain. Secret, because we are only supposed to talk about the rainbows, never the rain, even with the closest people in their lives? I tried that earlier today, only blogging about the outward pretty things of life. Then I felt like crap. I lost my son a year ago to a horrible drug overdose and I just can't sweep it under the rug, no matter how beautiful the rug might be. I had so many incredible friends who walked beside us through this tragedy and I am missing all of them so much right now. They let me laugh AND cry. What an amazing gift. Love you all extra much today.

COLLAGE FUN

2011-11-04T11:36:00.001-04:00

Okay, here's a little progress on the art collage. I used a mixture of Botanika scraps and pieces from the painted muslin I played with. I decided to add a little to the painted fabric. I used bubble wrap, the cardboard sleeve from my Starbucks and a cap from lip gloss and a pen to make circles. It's quite fun and I quickly found myself looking at everything with heightened potential.

bubbles

corrugated stripes

styrofoam container

Oh. Can't wait to experiment with this diamond pattern.

I wanted to let you know about a Botanika apron giveaway here. Made by the lovely D-Lux 57 company. Go enter, quick. Then have a great weekend.

LITTLE OLD LADY IN PASADENA PART 2

2011-10-31T14:37:00.002-04:00

I just returned last evening from an art experience that has me bursting at the seams. I shared a bit in my last post. The next day I took three classes that went from 9 to 8. Hated the first class of the morning. I go into every situation looking for what I can glean; This time it was, "What Not To Do EVER Again". The class description was deceiving; the instructor was late, unprepared, boring and a tad self-absorbed. My creations promptly decorated the trash.

Thank goodness, the next class more than made up for it. Unlike the previous two classes, Ken Muenzenmayer had us all work on the same project. We all had a great time learning and creating. Being able to tell what it is I'm supposed to be painting is still definately my comfort zone. Keep in mind that the paintings are only half done, but I am very pleased with what I started and can't wait to complete this sky painting.

That evening I took a drawing class. Then Saturday morning I took another class from Ken. This time the subject was a waterscape. I just loved the way each piece took on it's own personality. Again, many of us left with enough info and technique to complete later.

Don't you just love these? Not even going to point out mine, but when it's finished I'll post.

So, this was supposed to be my last workshop of the weekend. Tim drove to Pasadena on Saturday to meet me and we planned to see a little of Pasadena together. When I showed Tim all I had worked on (minus the "trash art"), so I asked if he'd like to take a Curious Cows workshop with Ken the next day. Okay, Tim has never painted in his life, but being a good sport he said "Sure". I just have to show you Tim's painting! He was so stinkin proud of himself and we were so excited for him.

Tim's Curious Cows with Ken Muenzenmayer

Seriously, people, Tim is not a painter, ever! In fact, he's color blind. He couldn't tell the purple from the blue. So, as you can imagine, Ken's method of teaching produces miracles, don't you think? Go check out Ken's website and workshop schedule. I don't think you'll be disappointed.

I took a ton of work with me, even lugged a sewing machine, but got nada done. The weather was ideal so I walked to and fro instead of cabbing it. Needless to say, busy week ahead. That's a good thing, since it is one year ago that our son Jonathan passed away. Staying very busy.

LITTLE OLD LADY IN PASADENA

2011-10-28T10:16:00.000-04:00

Painting with Bob Burridge

Yesterday I painted from 9 to 4 straight through. No food; no potty breaks and I didn't even notice. There was no stopping me from taking full advantage of the time I had. You know from my last post that I am wanting to loosen up and have more fun with painting. Bob Burridge is just the painter and instructor to help with that.
The first thing to go is small brushes. So I spent all day with only two large brushes, (even though I did briefly use a smaller brush that the gal next to me smuggled in. Shhh. Baby steps, okay?) We started out doing one painting per minute based on one word (and big brushes), then rapidly moved along until we finally had three beginning pieces. Here's mine:

I kept thinking I have never had this much fun not knowing what the heck I was doing. Today I have three different workshops until 8 pm so I've already had a talk with myself to please remember to eat and do other necessary things. Wish me luck!

CRAZY FOR COLLAGE

2011-10-24T18:31:00.001-04:00

Oh, how I LOVE contemporary art, collages and abstract paintings, yet am intimidated to try it myself. Abstract intimidates me. My brain rejects turning my art upside down to discover it looks better that way. But on the other hand, I am absolutely drawn in to the look of fresh abandon and wonder what it might be like to paint outside the lines. Well, the time has come to give it a try and by golly, I think I've come up with a plan to push me along.

First and foremost: Make quick decisions. Don't hold high mass, over-analyze or second guess choices. Allow no more than 10 minutes to choose the following: 1. Color scheme 2. Composition 3. Materials 4. Size

I timed myself. I knew I wanted to incorporate a couple fabrics from my Botanika collection and the fabric I hand painted recently. I looked up and saw this piece I made awhile back for Quilting Arts. So, my main colors are going to be aqua and orange; got my materials and am thinking small. Here's my inspiration:

To spark my inspiration I'm heading to Pasadena for a few days of fabulous art classes at the Learning and Art Expo.

On another note, I confess I don't decorate for Halloween. There. The truth is out. No excuses. However, the spiders are making up for my slacker ways. The tiniest of spiders make the most decorations, don't they?

My grandson used to call these "Spider rugs", so we still do. Spider rugs remind me of Fall, but that is the only indication that Fall is in my new yard. Maybe this has something to do with it.

Looks like Pink is my new November color. I like it!

WINK WINK WINNER AND GOOSEBUMPS

2011-10-12T13:20:00.001-04:00

First of all, thanks so much for the kind wishes for a speedy recovery. Tim stocked me up with loads of mashed potatoes, my absolute favorite food. He even found some Mash n Cheese mashed potatoes that were to die for...I almost overdosed. But I wasn't healing and finally called the dentist. He had me come in immediately and did awful things, folks. Just awful, I say. But I have to admit that today is much better, so I'm finally on the mend I hope. However, I just lost a week that I need to get back right away. Any ideas?

For me, getting a creative bug is a restless, unsettled feeling; like an itch I can't reach. It's an affliction I've had as long as I can remember. I pace. I stare. I dream. When I finally know what I want to do, it turns into an obsession. I'm getting the bug about giving this new place of ours some personality. A couple weekends ago Tim and I were running errands and stopped at a furniture consignment store. Walking down the isles I spot this old french chair. It has stains on the fabric, but I want to redo it anyway. So for less than $150, I consider it a steal. Goosebumps.

As we were rounding the last isle, the entire wall was filled with SOLD items, all packed and stacked as tight as possible. I spotted THE SOFA (sounds of a harp) stacked up on a pile. My very tiny glimmer of hope was that I didn't see the usual SOLD sign that was attached to everything else. The first person I talked to said it was sold. Final. Then I wanted to know how much it sold for. I talked to a second person and followed her to the counter. I somehow sensed a tiny hole in this SOLD, FINAL story when the manager got involved. When I was younger I believed no meant no. I have since learned that there are several layers between "No" and "Where would you like us to place this Mrs. Prass?". This was one of those miraculous occasions. Mr. Manager says to give him a few minutes and next thing I know I'm the proud owner of this french sofa. My gut feeling is maybe this beauty was going to his house. Just a guess. $399 and a few hours later I was answering to, "Where would you like us to place this Mrs. Prass?" The fabric is in good condition and it was just meant to be in my livingroom, don't you agree?

So while I'm doing a Show + Tell, I also snagged this chest for the entry hall just days before moving out here. It was a steal and in perfect condition. Eventually the mirror and lamps will get a makeover or a relocation, but this is a good start. I so appreciate the storage. Certainly won't be storing the mittens and scarves here (it will be 98 degrees today, but no humidity). And the umbrella is just gathering dust for now.

Now I can't wait to add my own touches, like punchy new pillows all over that schweet sofa. Goosebumps.

Of course I made you read all this before I announce the Wink Wink Winner.

Random Generator picked~

Suzy-Homemaker said:

I love this new line!! While it's a tough choice, I think the blue or green are calling my name right now. I hope you're enjoying San Diego, keep up the beautiful work.

So Suzy-Homemaker, just send me an email with your final color choice and where to send Wink Wink. xoxo

CONCEPTION TO REALITY

2011-10-05T13:07:00.000-04:00

Fall Quilt Market is right around the corner and, believe it or not, I just finally received the remainder of my Botanika Collection. Sigh. Due to a snafu, several of my fabrics sat in Indiana until this last Friday. It's hard to believe that I submitted my artwork for Botanika way back in August of 2010, and after a long separation, am now finally enjoying the full collection together in one place...my studio. As I stare at Garden Border and Wink Wink I am reminded of when the idea for these designs came about. I spent a couple weeks in San Diego (before we knew we'd end up living here). I started painting Garden Border and Mille Fleur from actual flowers from Balboa Gardens and worked on Wink Wink in the hotel room. A way too long process has finally come full circle. So, while my friends are preparing their newest fabrics for market, I am a full step behind.

BEGINNING OF WINK WINK

WINK WINK PROGRESS

WINK WINK COMPLETE

So how about you celebrate with me? Leave a comment about which colorway you like the best and you will be entered to win a yard of your choice. I'll announce the winner next Monday.

Now I'm on my way now to get three wisdom teeth pulled. I tried to convince the dentist that I needed every tooth I have left, but he disagrees. Wish me a very speedy recovery. xo

PERMISSION TO PLAY

2011-09-23T14:46:00.000-04:00

So, I got a wild hair idea, or is it wild hare? Anyway, I wanted to play around with painting fabric, but didn't have fabric paint. I thought that when I got acrylic paint on my clothes it was permanent, so why not do it on purpose. I played folks. Definitely had to give myself permission. And had fun. Okay, so after I painted I took it outside and hung it over a fence to dry. Problem is I went in, made dinner, cleaned up, yada and totally forgot I left my fabric out. I went out this morning to find that the sprinklers went off and sprayed it with dirt. So, had to rinse the fabric in the sink, then into the washer. The vibrancy is gone, but that doesn't concern me, since I know how easy it will be to add more color when I finally figure out what I'm doing.

I mentioned in my last post that I didn't take my camera to The Creative Connection. But Patty did and took some silly shots that just cracks me up. Love my fabric friends.

Let me FINALLY announce the winner of the pillow GIVEAWAY. I sometimes choose creative ways to find winners. This time I called my Jennifer (as opposed to someone else's Jennifer) and asked her to pick a number. She chose 27 for Wyatt's birthday. That would be Carolann. Very scientific, right? Carolann, send me an email with your info, okay?

Have an awesome, colorful, permission to play kind of weekend!

THE CREATIVE CONNECTION 2011

2011-09-19T19:09:00.002-04:00

I just returned from a packed few days at The Creative Connection. I had no idea what to wear, but one thing I knew for sure is I had to have one of the clutches that Simone creates out of my Botanika fabrics. She whipped this baby up just in time. LOVE! Go check out some of the other ones. Simone rocks Botanika.

Couldn't find my business cards (you know my moving saga), then realized my info would have been all wrong anyway. Didn't want to lug my large camera and intended to borrow Tim's smaller one, but geez, somehow I forgot that in the middle of the night. So, I'm about to reveal a few really bad photos of some awesome ladies.

Us sewing gals quickly found each other like moths to flame.

From Left: Kim and Kris (The DIY Dish); Patty Young; Jana Nielson; me; Betz White; Lizzy House.

Here is one of the reasons I participated in The Creative Connection. The particular roundtable I was involved with was packed, both with experts and women hoping to glean invaluable information. Several women were able to pitch their ideas and art to the top gift companies and ask questions to some of us licensed designers working with these companies. What an incredible opportunity, certainly one I would have loved to have had myself many years ago.

I took a few classes. Two classes from Traci Bautista. Funny, because her style is so very different than mine, but I was there to stretch myself. And boy that stretched me. I ended up in the same classes and at the same table with Brenda Pinnick a couple times. We became fast painting buddies, sharing supplies and fabric scraps. We quickly realized the fabrics we were sharing were our own designs and complimented each others. What fun! My hair gets wild when I get creative.

Brenda Pinnick and me

Me and Traci Bautista

I was quite happy to meet Holly Becker of Decor8, finally. She has sent some love my way over the years and I've followed her design blog since 2005. Studied her new book DECORATE from cover to cover on the flights home.

Me with Holly Becker

Okay, that's all I can talk about today, but I will be picking a winner of the Pillow Giveaway this week. If you haven't already, click here and leave a comment for a chance to win this pillow from The Paula Prass Collection for Demdaco:

TOUGH COUPLA DAYS

2011-09-10T22:50:00.005-04:00

Today would have been Jonathan's birthday. No matter how bad he was doing, I could always count on him resurfacing around his birthday. I've been dreading September 10 knowing I'd have to face another reality. Three days ago I actually got an email from Jon Prass. I sat there and tried not to freak out. No words, just an attachment which I would not open. Tim investigated when he got home and some freaks used his email to sell Viagra. Jon would've chuckled. Maybe he still did. But the timing sucked. It all sucks. Got on his Facebook page late last eve and saw the messages his friends were leaving him. I laid awake all night.

One of the friends I met through Facebook and Twitter is the amazing artist, Laura Zarrin. Right before this past Mother's Day I got a surprise package from her with this artwork she made for me. It about brought me to my knees.

A GIFT FROM LAURA ZARRIN

Thing is, others thought about me on Mother's Day and along the way sending notes of encouragement or just offering a word or two. Wow. That's the kind of amazing friends I have. And I, on the other hand, have been so lame to not share these blessings with you. I'm making a promise to do better. I swear, I take pictures and jot notes down about what I want to tell you all, but then I just feel like the wind gets knocked out of my sails. I have so much to share and I just need to do it! Maybe in smaller spurts. I can do this!

Jennifer and I hung out on Skype today. Both on our sofas without makeup and talking for what seemed like a couple hours. 2000 miles apart. We were barely off the phone when flowers appeared at the door..from my girl. Aren't they beautiful? Isn't she beautiful? Only thing better would have been for us to be together today and tomorrow....we're sure we would've shopped.

Tomorrow is another day that will forever bond Jennifer and I closer together. See, Jennifer was on business in downtown NY on 9/11. It was the worst several hours until she could call to say she was okay and days before she could get back home. It's was such a sobering time when she got back and the memories come flooding back every year, esp. on this 10 year anniversary. I'm so thankful for the social media on days like these.

Speaking of social media, we were in that royal blackout that affected 1.4 million people here a couple days ago. Our cell phones weren't even working. No internet, TV, nothing. It was a stinkin 100 degrees too. I always like the initial adventure, brought candles and a lantern to an elderly neighbor we met right there on the spot. She is quite a delightful lady and we might not have met so quickly. We made a very interesting dinner and ate outside by candlelight. With all the lights out EVERYWHERE the stars were brilliant. Then we hopped in the car and drove around, both for the breeze and the radio news. The news said families were forced to spend the evening together, neighbors grilled out, sharing food. We should all have mandatory random blackouts, don't ya think? Well, unless you're in an elevator or on an amusement park ride....then you're exempt. Anyway, everything came back on here 12 hrs later (in the middle of the night) which set off the house alarms. With all the windows and doors open for air that sat us straight up and outta bed before we were awake!

Since I haven't been a good friend I haven't told you that I was asked to participate in The Creative Connection which is, OH MY, like in a few days! I am on a panel for a Pitch Slam. When they asked me I was a bit reluctant since I don't really work out. However, after better understanding I learned I am not required to do the pitch slamming. Instead, I'm on a roundtable listening to people pitch their designs for the Gift Industry. That sounds much safer, doesn't it? I'm truly excited to be a part of this roundtable and rub elbows with my fellow Demdaco buddies. I do license my artwork for fabrics and artwork, as well, so I think I have something to bring to the (round) table. I am so needing to get out and be amongst creative peeps right now while passing along the knowledge I have gained. So, are any of you attending?

Last on my list of "I'm going to do better": We found the pillow for the giveaway that the movers played Scramble with. I am not announcing the winner, however, until I find the post office. Love you!

A MOVING EXPERIENCE

2011-08-04T10:21:00.003-04:00

Have I got stories.

"Ma'am, we are here to help." And instantly, 7 men spread out among the rooms in no organized fashion. To my amazement, one of the first rooms they dove into was the kitchen and pantry. It was 100 degrees outside and close to that indoors with all the doors open. Yet less than 1/2 hour into a very, very long three days all the bottled water, soft drinks, wine, snacks, FOOD was packed up and on the blistering hot truck. No silverware, glasses, paper cups in the house. I kept forgetting and got disappointed all over again every time I went to grab something to eat or drink.

No matter how many guys I told "Do Not Pack The Computer Modem, it has to be returned." They packed the modem. "Do Not Pack The Baskets in the shelving units..they stay with the house." "Ma'am, do we pack these baskets?" "No, they stay with the house." I counted at least 4 times I repeated those words. Walked past my office and said, "Where are the baskets?" "I was told to pack them up ma'am".

Second day new faces appear so I get to repeat everything all over again. Within the first couple hours one of the guys goes and gets himself fired. Apparently it took all the guys an hour to work on that little situation outside. When they finally came in they said they were going to lunch!!! Between the 2 hrs and multiple smoke breaks and them leaving at 3:30 we were ready to break into the truck to find the wine.

Third day, new faces, new stresses and one very late night because the next day was Sunday and we weren't letting them wait and come back Monday. I was told, "Ma'am, Do Not Pack Candles or Matches in this heat". All I can think of is what's going to happen when the multiple cans of Pepsi and Mountain Dew explode? But I sadly set my gazillion candles and matches in a box to take over to Jennifer's. "Do Not Touch These Boxes of Candles and Matches". "Where are the boxes of candles". "Oh, I was told to pack them ma'am."

Now, when they say pack, that's a very loose term, as we found out on the other end of the move. For instance, you gotta commend the Kitchen Dude for carefully wrapping up this empty roll of packing tape and almost empty can of Mountain Dew, right?

On the other hand, the Bathroom Dude decided he'd save some paper and time by wrapping all the tooth brushes, toilet bowl brushes and bathroom scrub sponges together, all tight up against each other. No photo; I was too mad to go find the camera. And there must be a rule that they CANNOT pack two alike things from the same room in the same box. We are still trying to find lamps, or rather, all the pieces to the same lamp. So Tim comes to me and says, "Honey I found the shop light. And look, the bulb isn't broken".

This shop light looks like I feel, twisted, but still working. There are some broken things that are not so funny, so I won't be going there today. I did unpack enough that by yesterday I was able to make a little vignette of sorts. Not that any of it will stay together or that the wall color won't change, but I just had to have one little spot that looked "put-together" in my upside down world.

Speaking of upside down, just one of the weird things the moving dudes would do is empty the boxes we already neatly packed. I had my Demdaco products organized along with the packing slips checked off for inventory. One night Tim remembered that he wanted to give the new owners of our house the Christmas wreaths that we hung on the windows for the holidays. He went to the basement and discovered they unpacked all my products and shoved them in with the Christmas ornaments and decorations. They took a handmade Charlie Brown type Christmas tree out of a box Tim made especially to protect the tree and crushed it into one of their boxes, because it didn't fit. Needless to say, the Christmas boxes are in storage and I can't do my giveaway until I find them. I am so sorry. I am trying to find the bolts and screws and knobs to our furniture. The Head Mover Dude asked ME if I knew where HE put them. Seriously? Wait, maybe they're with the pillows and Christmas decorations.
My car was just delivered; an older BMW, that ironically came to IN from an old lady in CA that hardly put any miles on it. Funny thing, cause now I could be that lady. See, when God was handing out Sense Of Direction I got lost and never found that line. To this day I can barely find my way out of the Ladies Room, so I won't be taking off anytime soon. Plus I have to take an exam to drive here. Be scared, very scared.

I am so thankful to finally have internet. No TV hookup yet. Just as well. Dr. Oz will just confirm my fears that I will die from how filthy this house we just moved into actually is. I can just see them pulling up here in hazmat suits and petri dishes. I have a habit, not necessarily a bad one, of seeing "the good bones", The Potential, of a house and overlooking the scanky carpet and cabinets with way too many coats of paint that unsuccessfully hide all the flaws. (that comment will keep out of towners at bay for awhile). While I wish the work were easier, I realize I am drawn to the transformation process. It's that belief that even the worst can be made beautifully whole, and oftentimes even better than before. That's what draws me in; that hope for what's possible, looking past the flaws. Kinda like God does with us.

Here's a photo looking out the bathroom window onto our side patio. Just wanted you to know it's not all skanky carpet here, especially if I look up every once in awhile.

Now off to unpack more stories; I mean, boxes.

BEFORE + AFTER: MASTER BATH

2011-07-12T14:05:00.000-04:00

I realized that I never shared the BEFORE + AFTER from our Master Bath makeover. Could I get you to trust me that it was very similar to the before guest bath here? I explained in that post why there are no pics of this one. Trust me....never use the word "demo" lightly around my husband unless you are ready to roll. He has no problem working around make-up or anything else left out. Here's the updated version.

We did this job on a budget, but you'd never know it. Found 2 cabinets on an endcap at Lowe's marked way down. We bucked them up to each other and they became one large base. The countertop is honed cultured marble we custom ordered from Home Depot. The hinged mirrors and window blind were from Lowe's and the faucet's and lights were from Menard's. Glass knobs from Anthropologie. Then what really pulled it together was the backsplash...again, from Lowe's. Please tell me they have Lowe's in San Diego!!! We just played around with the different Carrara marble options and Tim did the installation. We did have to rent a tile cutter to make the corners and ends work. Walls are painted a soft grey that picks up the veins in the marble. What a difference! The new owners love it and that makes me happy. I'm apparently a Love It and Leave It kinda gal.

I took all the photos for the sale of the house, but took most of them after the Open House and since the house sold immediately they never got used. So I figure I can share a couple of them with you. I previously showed you the BEFORE + AFTER of my design studio here and my kitchen here and dispersed other completed projects here and there. How about I add some SHOW + TELL of a couple more areas? I don't have time to dig through old photos to find any befores (aren't digital cameras the best?) Just think country blues, mauves, dark wood trim, paneling and LOTS of primitive country wallpaper with duck borders in almost every room applied without sizing on bare drywall. Here goes:

But alas, most of the rooms are now housing stacked boxes and I am actually giving myself permission to get excited about my next fixer upper. You know, I take huge satisfaction from turning a blank slate into a home infused with personality. I did that for a living for years and I'm realizing it still runs through my veins. Hmm.

Hey, don't forget about the giveaway going on in the last post. Just leave a message and I'd still appreciate anything I should know about San Diego...great shops, restaurants, art, french cottage antiques. Otherwise, just saying hello works for me.

MOVING MADNESS & GORGEOUS GIVEAWAY

2011-07-11T14:14:00.000-04:00

You have to admit I do have good excuses for why I haven't blogged. When I last posted I promised gifts and giveaways galore once things settled down after Quilt Market. Ready? Here comes my latest.

Things have been on-again, off-again for the last year as to whether we were really moving to San Diego. Tim has been working there the majority of the time and I haven't felt comfortable announcing that I have been here by myself. Well, it was definately on-again when I got home from Quilt Market and a Pod was in the driveway to make sure it sunk in.

MY POD

Next thing I knew we were racing to get our house ready to sell. Finishing up all those odds and ends that we always intended to tackle ourselves. Tim flew home and we quickly had a mega yard sale...literally opened the garage door, stuck out a couple signs on Thursday and Friday while painters, carpet installers, roofers and landscapers (I'm sure I've left out a few workers) were here doing touch ups and repairs. On Thursday early evening our real estate agent came by with the paperwork and a For Sale sign for the yard. By Friday morning we already had people wanting to view the house. I had made it clear that I intended to get the workers out and the house cleaned before it could be seen. Sunday morning we planned to do some finishing touches, but a couple from Chicago wanted to see it first thing and stayed for 2 hours! We barely put the finishing touches in place and had to quickly find someplace to hide out (we ran out of time to even take showers). My real estate agent happens to also be an incredible friend and neighbor. Her house was just up the street and is currently vacant, so we took our very old and sick dog over there to sit for 3 1/2 hours.

I was so stinkin bored. Did I mention her house was totally vacant? I sat on the floor and cleaned out all the old emails on my iPhone, tried to learn to use apps I previously ignored and threw out old gum wrappers from my purse. All I could think about was how the Open House was going. Tashi and Tim were layed out on the living room floor snoozing so I decided to put on my baseball cap and sunglasses and go for a little walk. As I turned the bend there were cars up and down both sides of the street and up the side street next to our house. I seriously thought someone was having a graduation party, but as I got closer it appeared the party was at my house. My next door neighbor was out working in the yard so I snuck up on him. Startled, he said he didn't recognize me with the hat and glasses, to which I told him, "Shhh, I'm incognito!" He verified that all those cars were at my Open House. I skipped back to the hideout and waited until 5:15 when we thought the coast was clear. As we pulled up our drive we realized people were still walking around in the yard and one couple was visiting with the next door neighbors.

Not too convincing SpyWear

I wish I had a picture of our agent Teresa when we walked into our kitchen. She had thrown her torso and arms out on the island pretending she had collapsed from exhaustion. That was only temporary because she started talking 90+ MPH, telling us she couldn't keep up after 80 people but she was sure there were at least 100 that came through. I wouldn't have believed her if I hadn't seen it for myself. No sooner did she leave when she called on her cell to say she just received an offer. By bedtime we had two offers over the asking price and more promised for the next day.

Next morning we had people and realtors lined back to back starting at 8 a.m. with appointments to see the house. Our heads were spinning. We really had no place to go so we hung out at a couple restaurants until Tim needed to pack and get to the airport. We also needed to get our Tashi in to the vets. After lunch we intruded on a showing at our house and felt obligated to say excuse me to the strangers looking in our closets. We quickly packed Tim's bag and rescued Tashi from his indoor kennel. He was not well and this added stress was taking it's toll on him. When we got to the vets, it wasn't good news. Long story short, we left without our Tashi. He has been our friend and companion for 16 1/2 years; our other son. One minute we are on a mountaintop with all the interest in our house and the next minute down in a valley as Tashi is being put to sleep. Tim and Tashi were very close and Tim had to walk away from that to catch a flight for San Diego. It was heartbreaking.

Our Tashi Bear as a pup

My Three Teenagers

As I said my goodbye's to Tashi I whispered in his ear to go find Jonathan.

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By that afternoon we had two more offers and appts. booked out the rest of the week from morning to night. When Teresa stopped over I suggested that while this was crazy good, I wasn't sure why I'd want to keep this up. So I chose an above the asking price offer (surprised?) and by the time Tim landed in San Diego the house was sold. I think that's a good sign, even a record, don't you?

Wherever you want us to go Lord. Where? San Diego? Oh, if you insist!!

All kidding aside, moving across the country after just losing our son and leaving the only other family we have here was a huge decision and one we did not make on our own.

Next task was to quick find a house in San Diego. I had been looking almost daily since last August on the internet, flew out there previously to house hunt and always disliked the choices. So many of our options were short sales, foreclosures, houses left vacant, bank-owned or just plain ugly. I flew out again with a list of potentials, most of which were quickly crossed off the list once I saw them in person, or saw the neighborhood, etc. One of our "must-have's" was some private outdoor living space to make up for the much smaller interiors we were accustomed to in the South and Midwest. There were other things we hoped for, but this one thing was non-negotiable. I am excited to say that the last place we viewed was "the one". And it wasn't because I was blurry eyed and everything started to run together (which it did), but because we couldn't see inside the neighbors houses or even their yards, and likewise. We put an offer on it, did a bit of countering and by the time I got off the plane back in Indianapolis I had a contract to sign. That, my friends, is amazing.

I had workers inside and out doing repairs and touch-ups and in some cases they actually made things worse. For instance, a young guy was up in the attic and poked his foot through a bedroom ceiling. It was much more humorous when the hole was open and the insulation was falling out. But they made it much less conspicuous once they taped it with royal blue and black masking tape.

The guy that came to repair the hole didn't do a good job, got ceiling paint on the walls and after returning 3 more times the repair patch kept getting larger. When the owner of the company came to inspect the patch I told him the new homeowners would need to sign off on the job and I didn't think they would be happy with the workmanship. He walked over and closed the blinds in the bedroom and suggested I leave them closed as to not draw attention to the ceiling. Are you freakin serious?? Bye-bye Mr. Ceiling Man.

I've already closed on this house and packing has started!!! Our friends didn't want us to leave, but still had a Farewell Fling for us which will make us miss them even more than we thought possible. I think I only know a couple people in San Diego, and one of them is our real estate agent. Skype and unlimited calling will make the transition easier.

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I am so, so very excited about my next decor line with Demdaco. In the midst of all this moving madness, I have been receiving both images and some boxes of product for approval for the 2012 Paula Prass Collection. I was squealing over the images, but when the boxes arrived I was screaming and doing back flips...okay, just screaming. I can't talk about the new products for another 6 months, but I am beside myself delighted. The new line coordinates so nicely with my current line.

So, since I can't share with you next year's line right now, I certainly can share my current line for Demdaco. How about I share one of my pillow designs with you? This one is a 16" square in pinky coral, greens, creams and brown accents. The saying: It is not only fine FEATHERS that make fine birds, it's also how those birds DECORATE their nests. Just leave a message. If you happen to know some highly creative artists, sewers or places I should know about in San Diego, I'd appreciate passing that along, but it's not necessary. I'll be picking a winner around Thursday or Friday before the moving truck pulls down the driveway. Ready. Set. Go.

SAVE THE DRAMA FOR THIS MAMA

2011-05-23T16:22:00.000-04:00

As much as I'd like to believe it just ain't so, the fact is I do tend to tour the various emergency rooms on my travel schedule. I broke my arm in NYC and got a concussion on the concrete stairs down to the Marta in Atlanta. I'm more fun than a barrel of pidgeon toed monkeys. Yet with all the historionics Jennifer still wanted to come to Quilt Market with me in SLC. Glutten for punishment!

I decided to do something I've never done before Market and treat myself to a microdermabrasion. Kinda like spring cleaning. All I researched said there was no down time, my skin will be refreshed, yada.... I had it done on Monday and we left for Salt Lake City on Wednesday. Everything looked great. However, on the flight my face started itching and swelling.

A sidenote: When we left Indianapolis it was 91 outside. Our flight was delayed to the point all the passengers thought we missed our connections in Denver. Rough ride, bad weather, then the pilot says we can't land because of a snowstorm. Seriously??? Itch, itch. We didn't get into SLC until 3:30 a.m. (5:30 a.m. to this Mid-westerner).

I kept popping Benedryl the next day for set-up, Schoolhouse and a later event. By the first day of Market red raw welts spread to my neck and into my hairline. My eyes were so swollen there were creases across my nose. Anything, even water felt like I was pouring acid on my skin. My roomies (Jona, Daria and Jennifer) had to look at this in the morning. Needless to say, first day at Market was spent in the emergency care. Lived on steroids and Benedryl the rest of the show. I spent probably 2 hours trying to apply layers of makeup and concealer. Then I was afraid I'd scratch it off. As the swelling started going down my skin started peeling. Like isn't that why I wanted the microdermabrasion in the first place??? I was self-conscious meeting so many people for the first time. Tried sunglasses but I thought they just made me look like a pretentious blind lady. Oh, and the kicker? Now that I'm back home my face is better.

Outside of my usual drama, seeing everyone was so wonderful. This is the best group of people. I mean it. We sincerely care for each other. I honestly felt like Kermit and Miss Piggy running towards each other in a field of flowers when I saw some of you.

Now that I'm home I'm chained back to the hamster wheel. I did decide I couldn't post again until I updated my blog header. The header reflects some of my artwork and how it's turned into products. Still way behind on getting the websites updated and a plethora of other must do's.

So while others are posting all the beautiful new fabrics and booths, I wanted to try a different approach.

Here's the deal: We ARE moving to San Diego. The 9 month roller coaster has finally stopped. So now on top of everything else we are rushing to get the house ready to put on the market. I love my house, love my neighbors, community, friends and family, so this is bittersweet. However, I also dearly love my husband and I had this scripture engraved on the inside of his wedding band:

Wherever you go, I will go; wherever you live, I will live. Ruth 1:16

Doesn't sound like a very liberated woman, does it? He adopted my kids and became the best father they could have ever had. Tim has been my biggest fan, best friend and business partner. He's always got my back. I am proud of him and am ready to move into this next phase of our lives together. Okay, honestly? Moving to San Diego for a job is like saying you are becoming a missionary in Hawaii. No sympathy there. We are looking to simplify so we'll be having the first yard sale this weekend.

I am still planning some giveaways, but realized since there's another huge giveaway going on elsewhere right now, I'm going to wait until that event is over. Plus, I need to go quick price some yard sale items. Stay tuned.

MORE BOTANIKA

2011-05-09T17:59:00.001-04:00

Kathy Miller took the first two shots of my Botanika fabrics in a grouping and I'm so thankful for that. I barely got to see them all together before I shipped them off to Quilt Market. I leave in two days and I'm running around like a deer in headlights. But not too busy to give you another glimpse of my new pride and joys.

Botanika in Meadow Colorway

Pastille Colorway

I took a couple quick shots of the lattice so I could stroke the photo and remember how much I love how it turned out.

Mod Lattice

And here's a closer look at the Garden Border flowers. Sorry about the odd angle, but you get the idea, right?

Garden Border in Meadow Colorway

For those of you that will be at Quilt Market, my booth is #425. Please come and say hello.

My Schoolhouse will be in Room 255B 3:10 - 3:40. Expect to have fun and a possible giveaway!

BOTANIKA IS HERE!

2011-05-04T14:08:00.001-04:00

Move over Princess Catherine! My brand spankin new fabric collection, called Botanika, includes some royal birds. I began this collection a year ago when I was inspired by a trip to San Diego. I spent time at the beautiful Balboa Gardens, walked by incredible cottages in La Jolla and soaked up the beauty of it all. Even the birds seemed happier to be living in such a glorious place. So I began sketching and painting what I gathered in photographs and my imagination.

As of yesterday I only had 8 of the fabrics, but by some sort of miracle (and Christine) I came back from an all day photo shoot to the rest of my fabrics. I hadn't been to the bathroom or eaten all day, but I began running outside to try and get some outdoor photos while it was still light enough. I also received 3 pillows from a couple of the fabrics (Susan, they are gorgeous!)so I was snapping up a storm while doing the potty dance.

Now I've been trying to put something together to show you, but I am having a heck of a time here. And I'm supposed to be packing for Quilt Market. Please forgive me if my debut is not perfect. I'll fix it later, but just had to share. What do you think?

Why is this Meadow colorway stretched and fuzzy? I reloaded it five times , resaved it, yelled at it. Hmm.

pillow front

pillow back

I have so much to share with you. I went through quite a low time after the holidays were over. I also have been buried in work, but I'm feeling much better now. Being creative has been a lifesaver. You all have also been wonderful and when I get back from Quilt Market I'm going to make it up to you! How about some giveaways?

Now off to pack!

COLORS OF LOVE

2011-02-15T11:15:00.000-05:00

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

WINTER BLAST

2011-02-07T09:30:00.001-05:00

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

LOOKING FORWARD

2011-01-05T22:06:00.002-05:00

As I finally stop and reflect on this last year I must admit I am so ready to bid 2010 farewell and am praying with hope and anticipation that this new year will be a much brighter one for me and my family. I've divided the year into two catagories:

EMBRACING WHAT I CAN'T CHANGE

~ My longtime dream of having my daughter Jennifer and I be in business together came to a sad end when an obscure jewelry company called Stella and Dot swept her off her feet. While I miss her dearly I well up with pride as I watch Jennifer's great leadership abilities launch her into being a director and founding leader of this incredible company.

~ The two most dominant male figures in my young children's lives when I was a single parent were both diagnosed with serious, life threatening illnesses. My kids considered them "uncles" and they have been "family" to me for almost 40 years now.

~ We made several trips to Michigan to start the long, arduous process of moving Tim's mom out of her house of 50+ years and into assisted living as her Altzheimer's progressed. The adorable home that Tim grew up in is currently on the market :

~ Tim's job had him gone over a third of 2010. The last four months we anticipated a job relocation and subsequent move and used every spare moment researching how to make the move from the Midwest to San Diego without losing the shirts off our backs. I flew out there once in September to visit my hubby and search neighborhoods in person. Otherwise I saw Tim briefly on weekends when he would fly home through the night and usually arrive Saturday morning and leave again Sunday afternoon. Our short weekends were spent doing repairs and updating with the expectation we would be putting our house on the market. While we were prepared for a major downsize and move across the country, in the end the offer was just not in our best interest. On one hand the decision was a letdown, especially for Tim, as he was excited about the job and we both were willing to make the move. On the other hand we were relieved that the uncertainty was over and Tim moved back just in time for Christmas.

~ My months of researching and comparing the housing market in Southern California vs. the Midwest made me somewhat of a self-proclaimed expert of sorts. The huge amount of the homes/condos were either in foreclosure or short sale and price per sf made my job even tougher. What better way to point out the drastic comparison than with a visual. Remember I posted about and fondly named this the Keebler Cottage?

During my search I discovered my favorite little cottage was actually for sale! The 1908 sf home with the tiniest yard in La Jolla (a desirable suburb of San Diego) was priced at $2.3 mil. At the same time the 25,000 sf La Chateau (Hilbert Mansion) in Carmel IN (a desirable suburb of Indianapolis) sold for $3 mil.

La Chateau Mansion Front

La Chateau Mansion Rear

While I readily admit these are extreme examples and realize the cottage has a nearby ocean. I am making the point that my own humble abode in the Midwest was looking more appealing even with the snow.

La Prass Mansion

Sadly, our year ended with the loss of our son Jonathan to his long battle with bipolar and addictions. It is still so raw. I catch myself wanting to tell him I heard from a friend of his or wanting to ask him about something I read in one of his many journals. How I wanted a different ending.

While I didn't have control over what the year brought or how I would have spent it I do feel like I've been stretched spiritually and emotionally to become a stronger, deeper and more compassionate person than I was before.

LOOKING FORWARD TO THE POSSIBILITIES

I already shared some sneaky peeks of my home decor line with Demdaco here which will debut this month at the Atlanta Gift Market, Chicago Merchandise Mart and the Dallas Market Center. Here's a couple new peeks for you peeps:

I heard the preorders for my home decor line with Demdaco is doing quite well and I am already creating my next collection which will be ready in January 2012. I'm even more excited about my next collaboration for Demdaco and where I'm creating it for. Demdaco has been a great to company to work with.

What I haven't shared yet about 2010 is that I signed a book contract with Wiley Books. I'm flipping out over writing a how-to book on sewing upscale decor projects for the home.

So how can I go much further without a humorous story, even if at my own expense, right? I had the priviledge of having a luncheon date with both my editor and publisher for the book. I have honestly been regularly distracted the last couple months. I start into something, but my mind is thinking about something else. At Thanksgiving I apparently put the cranberry sauce in the Tupperware cabinet instead of the frig, which I didn't discover until, uh, too late. Many similar stories, but on this day I rushed to get ready for my luncheon and after a lovely meeting I saw Jennifer. She said something like, "Mom, tell me you didn't meet the Wiley gals with only your white mascara conditioner on"? I look in the mirror and sure enough my eyelashes were bright white! I emailed Roxane, my editor who swore she didn't notice. Told her it's the latest trend and she acted like I really knew what I was talking about. Here's the only proof, taken by our waitress on my iPhone. Can you see my bright whites flashing at you? If not, can you at least tell I was standing on my tippie toes? Well I was...standing there all short and with bright white eyelashes. Yup, this is me in the middle. Incomplete, lacking. But that's the beauty of it all..... we are all a constant work in progress and I might just be the leader of the pack.

Last but not least, I was able to submit my initial fabric strike-offs for my newest collection with Michael Miller Fabrics called Botanika. I'll share more once the strike-offs and colors are approved.

Finally, may I say again just how much you all mean to me? Your comments and personal emails have kept me connected and hopeful. I love you all so much for sticking with me this past year. I hope to make 2011 worth your while!

CHRISTMAS MEMORIES

2010-12-20T00:44:00.000-05:00

Christmas is going to be very different this year. I have admittedly been very nostalgic. I'm sure there are many more photos packed away in shoe boxes that I just haven't gone through yet, but here are some Christmas photos we scanned in before Jonathan's Memorial. The first three are so precious to me because I was a single mom back then and many of the toys and clothes under the tree were actually hand-me-downs donated from families. But look how happy Jennifer and Jonathan were. I'm almost sure this was the Christmas that someone brought a used doll for Jennifer that pooped it's diaper when you fed it food. It didn't take me long to figure out why they were so eager to pass it down to us. The doll ate real baby food that turned rancid inside the doll. Ah yes, wonderful memories.

This next photo was taken on Christmas eve while visiting our friends in Pittsburgh. The kids were so excited and didn't want to miss a thing, esp Santa. Isn't this so precious? Jennifer still gets that glazed look just before bedtime.

And I'm particularly fond of this beauty.... me decorating Jonathan. Yes, we were an odd family.

Here we are dressed in our holiday garb and me practicing a kinder and gentler choke hold, which came in mighty handy during those teenage years.

Not the best picture, but one of the last Christmases with Jonathan.

My heart aches, but I have so much to be thankful for. We had some great times of love and laughter and fond memories. I've been remembering the time we heard a big crash and raced in to find the Christmas tree over on it's side and Jonathan as white as a sheet on all fours behind where the Christmas tree had been standing. He knocked it over while sneaking to see if the gifts tucked behind the tree were for him. And another time he unwrapped his presents to see what he was getting and not so carefully re-wrapped them. If that wasn't bad enough he then commented on the gloves Jennifer got him before he opened her gift. And how about the time he "accidentally" sucked all the water out of the tree base with the vacuum hose?

Once the Pee Wee Herman Show told the kids to get some pots and pans and go wake up your parents on Saturday morning, but we were already awake so Jon decided to wake Jennifer instead. We had to peel her from the ceiling.

I had my fair share of mischievous behaviour. When Jon was a teenager I had a friend spending Saturday night and we had to sit on the floor because Jon fell asleep across the sofa and refused to go up to bed. So I painted his nails red. Next morning he hopped in the shower at the last minute before church and we all heard a scream. Running late he had to keep his hands in his pockets all through church.

We need those playful, fun memories. Otherwise the difficult times would be too unbearable. So this Christmas I'll be making some new memories with our grandchildren. Maybe I'll go buy me some bright red nail polish.

Have a wonderful holiday filled with all that matters most...each other!

INTRODUCING THE PAULA PRASS COLLECTION

2010-12-06T09:47:00.000-05:00

I try almost daily to write a post to all of you who have sent me such incredible love this last month. But the right words just escape me. I sit with a blank stare, then eventually give up.  I try to figure how I can possibly transition from that knock at the door to the awesome things that were just about to be unveiled in my creative world.  You have been so awesome to share that doing life is not always pretty or easy for you either.  But we try our best to find the beauty where ever we can, because that's what we do, right?

Thank you for asking how I'm doing; much better, I think. Well I'm not running into walls so much anymore. Seriously; not strange or unfamiliar walls, but the walls in my own house that haven't moved for the last twelve years. Then it was such a relief to be able to get through the memorial for Jonathan. I was so extremely focused on the details of that memorial and Tim, Jennifer and I getting through it still standing, that I actually felt a bit of short-lived euphoria. However, Thanksgiving was only a few days later and no longer were we cleaning up from that dinner that the Christmas season officially began. I forced myself to put up the tree. It took two days. I still have the ornaments that Jonathan made as a child, then I find myself rolled up in a fetal position. So many memories during the holidays feels like salt poured on a fresh wound. Anyone that's been through trauma or rehab, etc. knows how magnified those memories become. But each day is better and while I'm not quite at full speed yet, I am finding much comfort in getting back to being creative again.

So, speaking of being creative....did I tell you I designed a new home decor line for Demdaco that will be available after January 1st? Here's just a sampling of what to expect:

There's lots more picture frames, so we will no longer be making each and every frame right here. That, I might add, is a HUGE deal! It has been such a delight to work with Demdaco and can't wait for you to see the entire collection. If you know of any stores in your area that you know NEEDS to carry my line, just send a note and I'll see what we can do to make that happen. And can you believe, I'm already at work on the 2012 designs for Demdaco and I am VERY excited about that next direction.

Oh, and did you notice I finally changed my blog header? About time you say? I do have more exciting things to share with you soon, my dear friends. Thanks for sticking with me and coming back to see what I'm up to.

JON'S MEMORIAL

2010-11-21T22:11:00.002-05:00

If you had told me just a few days ago that I would be speaking at my son's memorial service I would have said it was impossible. Your prayers changed all that. Tim and I were able to do the eulogy and Jennifer got brave and spoke beautifully, as well. I have much to tell you, but right now here is a video that Tim and I put together for the memorial. Just a glimpse of my boy...

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU .....................

2010-11-16T22:56:00.000-05:00

I have been trying for days to thank you all for the hundreds of personal emails, cards, and messages on my blog, Facebook and Twitter. When I posted about our tragedy I had no idea of the impact it would have on so many around the world. Yes, around the world! How this happened I’m still not sure, but I think cyberspace had some part in the speed the news traveled and multiplied. We have been so comforted, not only by your love and prayers, but by the fact that many of you reached out in your own pain. I now believe there is hardly anyone that is not directly affected by addiction. Doesn’t the word addiction seem like such a mild word compared to the torment, torture and suffering that it produces? I told a new “friend” that it’s like I was inducted into a club that I did not want to be in, but was sure glad I wasn’t the only member.

I apologize if I sent you a Facebook invite to Jon’s memorial. I’ve warned you many a time that I’m not the sharpest tack with my computer capabilities. Actually I’ve never done most things I’m doing these last several days. But for any of you not following me or Jennifer on Facebook there is a memorial service for Jonathan as follows:

We would like to invite you as we honor and celebrate the life of our son, our brother and our friend Jon.

Saturday, November 20 · 11:00am - 2:00pm at
Grace Community Church in Noblesville, IN
5504 East 146th Street
Noblesville, IN

11:00-12:00 Memorial Service
12:00-2:00 Friends and Family Gathering
light hors d'oeuvres
In lieu of flowers, the family asks that donations be made in honor of Jon to Central City Concern. Tax deductible donations may be made via mail or online.

Central City Concern
232 NW 6th Ave
Portland, OR 97209
http://www.centralcityconcern.org/
Tax ID #93-0728816

I do want to share some miracle slides that we just unearthed in the bottom of a box. Even though I was married when I had Jonathan, I was truly a single mom with no family. But I had friends and lots of them. Someone came to the hospital when Jonathan was born and took slides through the window as they were cleaning him up and came back a couple more times at the hospital, then gave them to me. I never had a way to view them. Tim went out and bought this handy dandy film scanner the other night that instantly turns a slide into a digital image. How interesting that at Jon’s death I finally am viewing his birth? For that I am truly thankful. He was pretty darn cute once he got cleaned up (I think I probably expressed those same sentiments to him at various phases of his life).

Lord help me!

Jonathan also had some amazing friends out in Portland who loved him well as they all tried to stay clean and sober together. Many of them have reached out to me and we are now bonded through our loss. They had a memorial for him this last Sunday and are sending me photos and letters and words of their own journey through addiction and their love for my boy.

Thank you again for your love and concern, your words of encouragement and virtual hugs. Please say an extra prayer for Tim and me to have strength on Saturday as we have decided to give the eulogy. Much love back to you!

JONATHAN, WE MISS YOU

2010-11-10T06:08:00.000-05:00

Warning: this is not a lighthearted post.

JONATHAN AND ME BETTER TIMES 2001

Startled, I sat straight up in bed. Did I just hear strong knocks on the front door? My heart started pounding. It’s not the first time, so the memories of those past late night knocks and phone calls were quickly flooding my scared mind. Our 16 year old dog is now so hard of hearing that he couldn't confirm anything. By some miracle, Tim, who has been gone almost non-stop on business for months was actually asleep beside me. I hoped what my gut and heart were telling me wasn’t true, but deep inside I knew. I glanced at the clock on Tim’s side: 1:33 a.m. I touched Tim and told him I think someone is at the door. From past experience we both moved quickly. We each looked out different windows to down below. From my angle I saw a car with the headlights on in front of the driveway and Tim saw at least one person on the front porch. They knocked again just as the phone rang. Tim headed for the stairs and as I reached for the phone I saw it was the police department. “Is this the Prass residence? There are officers at your door and you need to let them in”. I knew. I clutched my chest to keep my heart from leaping out as I tried to make it down the stairs. As I was heading down, afraid I would collapse, I heard the officers asking, "Are you Tim Prass?" “Are you the father of Jonathan David Prass?” My poor Tim, he was weak in the knees and I needed to get to him. “Do you have any medical conditions we need to be aware of?” “Is there anyone we should call?” STOP SAYING THAT. “We need to come inside and let’s sit down”. I finally made it to level ground without collapsing and we all headed towards the family room. Tim’s knees were not supporting him sufficiently and I was clutching my chest still trying to prevent my pounding heart from escaping. We finally reached the sofa. One officer got on bended knee and as politely and respectfully as possible said what we didn’t want to hear: Our son Jonathan was found dead in Portland, OR of an apparent overdose. He had been dead for some time.

Breathe. I kept telling myself to breathe. I was just hearing the worst words that I thought I had already prepared myself for, but my mind was jumping to other things. Like I wondered how old these two officers were…I bet Jonathan’s age. I thought about my mismatched nightwear. When I grabbed my favorite pajama pants out of the drawer I realized the matching top was in the dirty clothes. Tired and thinking, “Who cares” I grabbed an extremely old t-shirt that I’d never throw away. I quick glanced down at myself and wondered what they thought of my mismatched attire and if through my clenched hands they could see the worn words World’s Greatest Mom. Isn’t it amazing that Tim was here in town instead of in San Diego. I had to force myself to stay focused on what I didn’t want to hear. I thought what a tough job these officers have and Tim thought it too, because as they were leaving Tim was thanking them for all they do.

It still feels like it’s Friday….just a very long day that won’t end. I know I’m breathing now because I can hear my sobbing. It comes in waves. Tim said it’s like the flu. You think you’re starting to feel better when suddenly your body revolts again.

JENNIFER AND JONATHAN SPRING 2001

While many of you know our Jennifer, only the people closest to us or who have known us a long time know much about our other child Jonathan or of his constant and intense battle with addiction. It wasn’t that we were embarrassed that he was our son (even though his behavior and choices were often quite embarrassing). It’s just that he stayed in Portland and we didn’t always know the Portland Jon. Frankly, we fervently hoped for the day he could beat this, which appeared to be closer than ever, and we could shout it from the rooftops together with him. I’ve told him that three months sobriety was equal to a college degree in my eyes. The things we rejoiced in looked way different in our little family. Knowing he wasn’t sleeping on the street was a good day for us. Hearing he was still alive after another severe beating brought us to our knees one more time. I haven’t been able to say it outloud or even bear to think it because it’s not the outcome I wanted for my boy, but I hope I will soon be able to rejoice that his suffering is over. He put up a really good fight. I was amazed at his strength, that he was able to pull himself up by his boot straps each day and give it one more try.

We are finalizing plans for a memorial here in Indianapolis and I hope to have that information soon. His friends in Portland are having theirs on the 14th. We all need to share how Jon made us laugh and how much we will miss him.

When we are too weak to pray, your prayers and kind messages are the strength we need to put one step in front of another. One of my Facebook friends grew up in Nashville with my kids and sent me this note. I thought of all my fabric friends:

I pray that the strength that has sustained you these many years comes to wrap you up like a big quilt and carry you until you are strong again.

MAKING ME LAUGH

SHOW + TELL BATHROOM SINK MAKEOVER

2010-11-01T10:48:00.007-04:00

BEFORE

Remember this hideous bathroom I reluctantly shared with you a few months ago here? I inherited 4 such bathrooms (2 full, 2 half baths) when we purchased a fixer-upper a few years ago.   We have tackled a room at a time, and it was high-time we tackled this one to the ground. My goal was to transform this guest bath using readily available items and use more elbow grease than money.
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Even though this is the guest bath, it's primarily Tim's bathroom. He is so into demolitions that we barely had the conversation and I found him up there ripping out the classic country plaid wallpaper.  I grabbed a piece out of the trash and rehung those wicker mirrors to try to show you the before.
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Tim wanted vessel sinks, and since new cabinetry is too tall for vessels, we used the original cabinet base and Tim custom made new doors and drawers which I painted a rich, dark cappuccino. The glass vessel sinks, faucets, carrera marble and glass tiles for the backsplash and handles are from Lowe's. The countertop is honed cultured marble we custom ordered from Home Depot. The mirror is from World Market. Towel bar and towels are from Home Goods. Behr paint is a wonderful soft aqua/green to match the vessel sinks. I wish you could see the wall's true color but my camera keeps washing it out. Voila.
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(And, no I didn't attach my name to the wall. I usually forget to add my mark on my photos and then find them elsewhere on the web without mentioniing the source).

AFTER

We are so pleased with the results. Like proud new parents we find ourselves peeking in on our new pride and joy. However, while the dust was still settling I found my Mini MacGyver tearing out the country blue wallpaper in the master bath and ripping out the cabinetry. Zero "before" pictures this time folks!!!! He's too fast for me. Oh, and while he was waiting for the new sinktop we ordered to arrive he ripped out the powder room floor and toilot and layed new tile. I clearly gotta keep my eye on this guy. He's a human wrecking ball. The amazing thing is he does all this when he's home on the weekends.

That's all I can talk about today. I do have so much to tell you...some very big happenings which will have to wait for another day.

QUILTS 4 QUADS DELIVERED

2010-10-29T10:08:00.001-04:00

My friend and creative cohort Lisa and I delivered the quilts. We were able to catch 3 out of the 4 little ones and their mom actually awake. That's pretty good odds, huh? Just wanted to share their reactions with you:

I'm just drooling over this!

These are so my colors!

Amazed doesn't even describe how I feel.

I have been so busy this week that I wondered where all the Halloween candy went to, then realized I ate it! I have so much to tell you and hopefully that will happen next week. In the meantime, have a frightfully delightful Halloween weekend.

GIVE ME A BREAK: TAKE TWO

2010-10-14T11:04:00.003-04:00

Quite by accident I discovered yesterday that only half of the original post I worked on was actually published. I started growling. My dog cocked his head, raised his ears and totally agreed with my growl that there was something seriously wrong in Blogland. My guess is that a refresh didn't refresh, but can't say anymore about it without additional growling. Instead, I will try to reconstruct. GGRRRR.

*NOTE: As I was getting ready to post this redo I noticed my post was not being saved. I kept clicking SAVE NOW and it wouldn't save. Oh, many more growls later and I was able to copy and paste and start a new post. I bet that's what happened yesterday, huh?

I left off with the lovely CRAFT HOPE book/blog and Manda McGrory's contribution to the book. Her patchwork pillow was especially appealing to me since you know of my personal fondness of contemporary patchwork. This book is a keeper and a jumping off point for others wanting to use their creativity to help others.

Manda McGrory's Patchwork Pillow in Craft Hope

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Have you seen Delish magazine yet? No? Well then, you are definitely in for a treat. Delish is a new, free online publication for women. The quality and quantity are top-notch. Just sayin. And, ah-hem, I am honored to be featured in an article in their Fall edition called Woman of the Cloth (giggle snort). Now I will admit that I am hyper-critical of myself. I cringe when I read what I said and how I said it in print for all eternity. So as you read this I just ask for you to extend more grace than I extend to myself. I want to blame it on a coffee overdose, but truth is, anyone who knows me would never fall for that that. For goodness sake, I said I liked Anna Maria Horner's artsy fartsy side. WHAT? PA-LEASE. Anyway, the talented Tamara Komuniecki / Editor-in-Chief did a such a great job and you are welcome to gently critique my ramblings starting on page 40. Check out the whole magazine..you are going to love it.

GIVE ME A BREAK

2010-10-13T11:49:00.000-04:00

CONFESSION: I watch Dr Oz. Not because I'm a germaphobe or hypocondriac. But at my age I am just a bit curious about what the heck happened to my body. Why, in the blink of an eye did my body head south while my mind ended up in LaLa land? I want answers people! So while other stay-at-home business owners might listen to music while they work, my days highlights are The Ellen Show and Dr Oz. So one day Dr Oz says that I just have to have these Crispbread thingies. I NEVER fall for that malarchy.

Well almost never. I ordered, not 1 pkg. but half a case of these babies all the way from Norway. A few days later I receive a box via UPS. I think, "Glory to God, I can finally lose weight, become regular and look like a Norwegian hottie in no time". Why I bet I could become the spokeswoman for this miracle wafer. I rip open the box, tear into one of the 15 packages containing 10 crackers/wafers/crispbread/manna from heaven; whatever.

If you have ever wondered what compressed tree bark tastes like, well have I got a deal for you. Now, they are only 12 calories per slice. So for the first few days I was carrying a cracker around with my morning coffee, but after a few days I noticed uneaten crackers still sitting around. Do the math, I've got a 150 of these thingies that I couldn't pay anyone to eat. I'm a waste not, want not kinda gal. I bought them. I'll eat them. Solution: I slathered them with cream cheese and low sugar orange marmalade and couldn't stop eating those suckers. Oh, what's that you say? Something about calories? Sorry, I can't hear you.....I'm in the bathroom...

Okay, I'm back now. Along with my other issues I also can't sleep. I've had this problem my whole life. I've tried everything. Well, except maybe regular exercise, but whatever. So now I just don't let it bother me much. One night recently I decided to catch up on some blog reading. I landed on TreeFall Design. One of my favorite reads by a lovely redheaded Brit, Manda McGrory, who uses words like whilst and mum and makes handmade goodness with a focus on repurposing. I came across her CRAFT HOPE book giveaway (scroll down to August 24 to see Manda's great review, and she contributed a project for the book). The next morning I was still thinking about that book. I don't normally enter blog contests and giveaways, since I didn't think I should. But I did. And I won. Don't hate me.

So after devouring too many crispbreads, I took a break on my back porch to enjoy this treat. Jade Sims has gathered some wonderful designers and 32 projects that can be made and donated to specific charities. Such inspiration. I was drawn to this book because we belong to an awesome church that is actively involved in loving and empowering the marginalized, both locally and globally. Crafting for a cause is especially interesting to me.

QUILTS 4 QUADS COMPLETE

2010-10-11T12:37:00.001-04:00

I must say that your comments about my mini quilts have been so heartwarming. I love that you loved them and that you took the time to tell me so. Between the comments here, on Twitter and the emails I'm pretty sure I have inspired a few of you. Just talking about this makes me want to drop what I'm doing and run to the studio. I already have my next idea and my stacks of scraps are poised and waiting.

I wanted to take better photos of those Quilts4Quads before we sent them off to their rightful owners. We had a beautiful weekend here..a perfect Fall day to take some pictures outdoors. It was a bit difficult to not have the sun dapple onto the quilts, but a little dance here, a little rearranging there and here ya go.

Closup

Almost 2 years ago I started making several of these squares out of my Flights of Fancy. I blogged about them here and here and accumulated quite a few. While it was a fun exercise, they just ended up in the Uncertain Future pile waiting for their assignment. When the Quilts4Quads idea popped in my head, so did all those squares. So I made piles of scraps; only one pile lacked pinks for the lone boy in the bunch. Those squares suddenly had a bright future.

Carole took the aquas and greens and created her first patchwork quilt.

Lisa whipped up hers using some oranges, pinks and aquas. Sweet.

I put together the last two in pinks/greens and pinks/aquas

We got the help of a couple other talented women that quilted and bound all four in record time. Lois and Linda, you are angels!

I'm so pleased with the results. For a bunch of busy ladies with hectic schedules I frankly think it's a miracle that we could pull this off. Completed projects are so rewarding, aren't they?

WASTE NOT PUZZLE ART QUILTS

2010-10-08T10:34:00.002-04:00

I've debated on whether to share these with you quite yet, as I realize I show you way too many not-quite-finished-yet projects. However, I'm just a little too happy to keep these to myself. I had piles of scraps and I am the Queen of Waste Not Want Not. I save way too much. Confession: It's only been in the last few years that I quit washing and reusing aluminum foil. I won't go into much more for fear of a possible intervention. Anyway, back to the scraps. I love them and finally stopped my spinning universe to prove to myself (and those who think I'm too thrifty) that scraps do have a valuable place in our lives. I challenged myself to use only my own fabrics. In digging through my 3 scrap bins I actually found some tiny strike-off rejects. They were always too small to use...until now. This was just like putting puzzles together. They are only 12x12. At first I was thinking of adding some embroidery and stretching them on stretcher bars. Then I thought of turning them into mini art quilts. Not sure yet. What do you think? Here's a closer look.

Adding the nixed strike-offs was personally rewarding for me. Can you guess which ones were nixed? Hopefully, I have inspired someone to dig into your waste basket or scrap bin and piece your own puzzle art quilt this weekend.

WORTH MILLIONS

2010-10-07T00:15:00.018-04:00

I apologize for being missing in action lately. I think I have a good excuse.

My husband travels extensively with his job, and in addition to his regular travels he is filling an interim position in the San Diego area until they find someone permanantly. Oh, and they asked him if he would be willing to interview for this position? That's like HUGE. We thought we'd be here a very long time. Proof? We painted the entry hall kelly green last winter, remember? We love it here, love being close to Jennifer, the grandkids, our friends and church. But the fact that this might allow Tim to not have a plane strapped to his back, and honestly...we're talking San Diego, he agreed. So I went out there with Tim to research the different areas of town and check out the real estate market. I got on my computer every day studying, making lists and when Tim got back from work we'd hop in the car and drive around the different parts of town until way after dark. We spent the weekends doing the same and visited numerous open houses. So what did I learn? I discovered my home is worth millions! There...not here. The most expensive homes in the US are in California and the least expensive are in the Midwest. Oh, remember that little cottage I photographed in May and affectionately named the Keebler Cottage? Well, it's for sale! $2.3 mil for 1900 sf. Yup. Okay, it is among the most incredible homes in the 6th most expensive town in the whole US. But that puts the whole home search in perspective, doesn't it?

We don't even know whether Tim will be offered the job or if he will accept the offer. However, because I don't want to necessarily find myself living in a cardboard box I am determined to have enough info under my belt just in case.

I was welcomed back home to a box of my fabric strike-offs! Well, not all of them, sigh. But what I do have is pretty exciting. I so want to see it all laid out together so I've been holding out for a few days in hopes the rest will arrive.

Another pleasant surprise is that the Quilts for Quads are complete! And before the kiddos are actually walking, right? No, no, just kidding. Seriously, they should be able to roll around and gurgle and coo on these for some time. I spent the last day walking around here trying to figure out how to photograph each one. So I finally gave up and here ya go for now. The next major project, I'm hoping, is to gather us gals together to celebrate our accomplishment, those babies, get a group pic and maybe, just maybe, get a peek at those miracles in person.
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Oh, and have you seen this child's kitchen? Talk about custom cabinets!
Besides the fact that I love the fabric, I was fascinated that this was made from scratch. Go over to visit Kirsten Wright at the The Crafting Chicks. She tells you how to make one of your very own. I'm thinking I need to hold on to these instructions in case that cardboard box becomes a reality.

PUSHING MY BUTTONS

2010-09-09T11:41:00.000-04:00

Often times when I'm asked what I do I hesitate and quickly assess who the audience is before I answer. I know I do some things well enough to declare it as what I do. Truth is I'm also a dabbler.  In fact, I have many years of dabbling under my belt.  I pick up on some things easily, like I was wired that way.  Then there are other things I tend to shy away from. Technical or mechanical things with lots of buttons that require manuals scare me a little so I learn just enough to get by. Computers, cameras, iPhones are what I'm talkin bout.  For instance, I'd prefer painting a flower than take the time to create one in Illustrator. I know I have to be able to do both; I just clearly prefer my way. Lately I've dared myself to go to the next level....to push those buttons.

So people, I signed up for a Fundamentals Photography class.  Had my first class last night. O.M.G. I was so lost. I didn't even know my camera had a memory card. Go ahead and laugh, it gets worse.  I never wear my glasses when I take pictures because they collide with the camera's eye piece. So did you know there's a freakin Dioptic Adjuster? Of course you did because, unlike me, you probably read manuals.  Now I can wear my glasses and actually see all those other buttons I've been avoiding for so long.

My goal is to move beyond the dabble stage when it comes to photography.   In fact, I'd like to be above average. I can't wait to take photos like these.

Jennifer took this of Wyatt "the Mangler".

Loree Alayne Photography

You can see more of our family photo shoot with Loree over on Jennifer's blog

I'm headed back to San Diego for another couple weeks. I'm going to miss week 2 and 3 of a 4 week photography class. I bought a book and I'm going to see if I can find that camera manual. I'll be practicing and practicing cuz Practice Makes Perfect. I'll be posting. Are any of you from San Diego?

WINNER OF WOODLAND DELIGHT

2010-09-07T14:55:00.002-04:00

Sorry for not posting the winner of the 4 yards of Woodland Delight fabric, but things finally got crankin, uninterrupted, with that bathroom remodel and I didn't stop til I fell into bed. I had another killer workout this morning and am just now back in the studio. I'm here now, but you have to listen to me talk about the grandkids...again.

We had a wonderfully busy Labor Day weekend, filled with several trips to Lowe's Home Improvement. We spend so much time there we actually know more than some of the employees. We have been known to help perfect strangers.  We run into friends and neighbors and after several chats we barely have time left to install what we bought.

The highlight of the weekend was spending some time with the grandkids. The weather was beautiful so we had a cookout over at their house. Papa brought his banjo and we danced and laughed and played til we wore them out (it's our job you know).

Have I told you how much more fun it is being a grandparent? They get so excited when they know we are coming and we can't wait for the hugs and love. Parenting is way too stressful and worrisome. Being a grandparent is all fun and games and then we go home. But the ride home is filled with talking about how blessed we are.  Tim and I did not have great memories of our grandparents.  Tim's were indifferent and mine were downright mean. Our goal is to be the grandparents we wished we had.

Thank you all so much for your comments during this giveaway. I plan to take some of your excellant advise. Wow, Google Reader is hands down the preferred method for following a blog. Why did I think we had to use Bloglines? See, now I'm asking more questions.

Many of you are not only reading my blogs but following me on Facebook and Twitter. How do we ever get anything done? Because I was counting each "follow" I decided to turn it over to my math and spreadsheet guru (Tim) to find a winner. Drum roll please.

Tiff said "I follow your blog via Google Friend Connect, Twitter, subscribe and like you on Facebook. Why? Cuz I loves ya! I'm hooked on your fabric and you are such a neat woman. Seriously, I'd give my eye teeth just to get to meet you in person".

Okay, I'm cracking up. Eye teeth? Hold on to those Tiff. Frankly, I'm not always that neat. But thanks for being hooked on my fabric. Just email me your address. And for the rest of you, I plan to have more giveaways so stay tuned!

4 YARD FABRIC GIVEAWAY

2010-09-02T08:53:00.001-04:00

First off, let me just start by saying OUUCCHHHH to Esther, my new personal trainer. Not like I'm training for anything, but she's trying her best to whip me into some sort of shape, other than the one I currently have. Now I just need to convince her (okay, and maybe her family) to move in with me to kick my butt daily. She gets me to do things I would never normally agree to, especially if I were telling myself to do them.

We have been gaining very slow progress on our guest bath remodel. It's not even a full remodal; we merely tackled the sink area. With my Mini MacGyver's constant business trips, weekends filled with commitments, family and yardwork, we average about a couple hours per week on remodel. This past weekend we hoped for a larger time frame before he took off again. The only available time left was between 1-4 on Sunday before Tim had to leave for Vancouver, Canada by 5. We raced from church stuff to rent a tile cutter. Tim's job was to run from the second floor guest bath to the tile cutter machine he set up outside on the ground level (in upper 90's temps). Once he made the cut, he ran up the stairs to place the tile, then back down to make the next cut. And all before he had to race off to return the tile cutter and make it to the airport on time. Fun huh? Here's a peek at the doors Tim made and I painted. And the handles we whittled. No, just kidding.

Can you believe it's officially September? Just the name of the month seems to conjure up thoughts of cooler weather, autumn breezes and warm fall colors for many of us in the U.S. Okay, so it's still in the mid-90's in the midwest and the humidity attacks my hair when I merely let the dog out. There hasn't been an ounce of rain in well over a month so the leaves are falling, even though they forgot to change colors first. I know things will "fall" into place soon and the cooler weather, autumn breezes and warm fall colors will finally be upon us.

Today, in honor of September I pulled out some of my Woodland Delight fabrics and helped myself to some of my neighbors zinnias. She insists it helps them multiply if I cut them and I so want to be a good neighbor. As you know, I'm not a muted colors kinda gal and these are the fall colors my eyes seem to devour.

So here's where you come in. Michael Miller Fabrics turned my Large Modern Flora in the Brown colorway into a tiny wale corduroy. I have been caressing the richness of it and pondering what kinds of things you would make if you had some. Hmmm, let me get back to that idea in just a minute.

I am not the fastest techie on the block. Okay, I'd come in last in any given competition. Hopefully I get a half point for exposing that weakness, right? I can spend days googling how to add features or social bookmarking and find the tutorials are usually created from someone in a far away country and the the one response to their posts are something like, " Hey dude, it no work for me. Bad link". Even if I finally figure how to plant an icon on my blog, I still can't get to the bottom line of how that matters to me or you. Question is; can you figure out how to follow me just by looking around and clicking, or do I need serious blog counseling?

How do you follow me?

Tell me HOW you follow/link to me. Is my blog in your sidebar? Do you link to me through Bloglines? Do you follow me on Twitter, Facebook, Technorati, Flickr or Google Friends...if you follow me in more than one way, say Bloglines, Facebook and Twitter that gives you 3 chances to win.

Each time you convince me that I am indeed your computer savvy friend, you SCORE. And I would appreciate you letting me know if something is NOT working properly on my blog (then fix it for me?)

For your reward I will give you 2 yards; I repeat, 2 yards of this yummy Large Modern Flora corduroy. PLUS: an extra 2 yards from the Woodland Delight Quilt Weight Collection of your choosing. That could be 1 yard each of two different patterns, one half yard of 4 pieces, etc. But it's 4 yards total, baby.

Thank you, thank you and now let's get this party started!
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UPDATE: You are all so amazing! Thank you so much for all your wonderfully helpful comments.

I will announce a winner on Labor Day, September 6

FABRIC AND BOOK GIVEAWAY

2010-08-27T11:39:00.002-04:00

I know you're thinking, "What? Two posts back to back?" Well, I found this in my inbox this morning and this is way too important to not pass this on to my friends. There is a new book called Sew Retro by Judi Ketteler and she is posting a giveaway for not only the book, but 5 yards of Michael Miller Fabrics. 5 yards of your choosing, in any way you like it...1 yard of 5 different prints, etc. So much to choose from. So go put your name in the hat HERE and read the awesome interview she gave with my fearless leader Kathy Miller of Michael Miller fabrics. Oh, and I wouldn't mind you sending me a little love for tipping you off. This is an awesome giveaway. Thanks Judi!

Kathy Miller

Photo courtesy of Kathy Miller; photographed by Kelly Beane

Have a great weekend and keep your eyes peeled because I have a giveaway of my own right here next week.

4 QUILTS 4 QUADS UPDATE

2010-08-26T16:14:00.003-04:00

Are you one of those creative people that can't contain your projects? I no sooner clean up, then I trash the place again with another 2 or 3 projects. A couple weeks ago I told you about a project making some quilts for quads; 4 quilts to be exact. I tried to gather some gals together and needed to think of some quick but fun quilts that wouldn't take too much upfront prep on my part. I thought the unstructured, playful approach to patchwork was the perfect answer. Unfortunately the randomness of piecing without a pattern or plan proved a bit challanging so I ended up piecing 2 of the quilt fronts. I still haven't cleaned up the debri from that evening.

And here's the 2 fronts I made out of these stacks of scraps.

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I have been pretty fed up with myself for not exercising. I procrastinate until it's too late or I'm too tired, or it's too hot, too cold... Well, my daughter has two bff's that are awesome buff. One is a physical therapist and personal trainer. I just hauled off and hired her before my ears had time to hear what my mouth said. So on Tuesday I drove across town and had my first torture, I mean, workout. Now we really do have plenty of trainers close to where I live, but the last time I signed up for a personal trainer the gal was maybe 20, max, and wore glitter on her face. I just couldn't take her seriously, and she treated me like I was old. I am old; just don't want to be treated that way. So all of a sudden I'm on a scheduled workout program and food plan. I hope I can stick with it. I think I can, I think I can.

BUMBLE BEANS BEAUTIES

2010-08-13T10:38:00.002-04:00

One of the glories of blogging is making wonderful friends like Victoria of Bumble Beans. We started communicating last year and even though we have never met in person, I feel like I know her, her adorable daughter, all that she loves, but most of all her love for quilting and charity quilts. It's fun to watch her play and experiment with the fabrics before she lands on the perfect configuration. So yesterday she sent me pics of her latest creation made entirely of my fabrics and I just had to share her Starlight Baby Quilt front and back:

Here she is playing with the fabrics for the Playtime Quilt. So sorry I don't have a good finished pic, but I think it's close to that tiny blurry one to show you her process. She works miracles with tiny scraps, no?

Here's what I think is at the quilters, and here is what she was experimenting with for her mom's for Mothers Day gift.

She just opened a new website this week showing some of her creations and, of course, you can follow her blog here. Thanks to Victoria for all that fabric love.

Have another awesome weekend, my loves.

STYLIN SEXTUPLETS + QUADS

2010-08-12T06:00:00.070-04:00

I was working on the computer yesterday with the TV on when I heard a commotion. I looked up to see six three year olds, sextuplets to be exact, running wild on the set of the Today Show. Natalie Morales was trying her best to conduct an interview with the parents while the kids were hitting and chasing each other and crying. I am not here to judge any ones parenting skills, or the fact that the kids might have been eating candy in the Green Room beforehand. I am only here to say as I watched in amazement I did notice the parents had excellant taste. I got up closer to the TV to catch a better look at the girls as they darted around and sure enough, their skirts were made with this Nosegay fabric from my Summer Soiree fabric.

Here is a link if you care to watch six three year old children flipping out in fashion. Otherwise, you can just trust me. I just know if I had six kids to get ready to be on TV I would've forgotten to dress a few.

UPDATE: Thursday Today Show showed the sextuplets clip from yesterday. Natalie said the kids had eaten all the donuts in the Green Room before going on air. I think they must have finished off the pot of coffee, too. Natalie said they've had over a million hits to view the mayhem and it hit the late night comedy circuit too. But, does anyone know that was my fabric? What? It isn't all about me? Whatever.

Speaking of multiples, a couple from our church had quadruplets and we can't let the sextuplets outdo them in the syle catagory, so a few of us gals are getting together to whip up some baby quilts. I use the words "whip up" loosely, as I don't whip up very well. I'm more of a "let's hold high mass" over all projects. Quite awhile back I made some Drunk Love quilt squares and me thinks they will make perfect starting points. I'll let you know how they turn out.

LOVE OUR NEIGHBORS

2010-08-07T17:30:00.002-04:00

I seriously have the best neighbors. I don't want to brag, but I'm just sayin. Just a for instance: We had just returned from the Farmer's Market today and stopped to talk to our next door neighbor and watch the butterflies and hummingbirds enjoy a feast at her zinnia smorgasbord. I confessed to her that I covet her flowers and sometimes come and take photos. Tim wanted to buy me a bouquet of zinnias at the Market, but I told him my house was in such disarray with projects strewn about that they'd just get lost. A few minutes later she came to the door with these. Aren't they wonderful? Isn't she wonderful?

My other neighbors are out of town and asked us to pick their tomatoes for ourselves. Sorry, I didn't wash them first but they are fresh off the vine. They'll be so yummy with basil tonight and we'll eat on the back porch (the only solid surface still available in the house) and pray our neighbors gardens grow even bigger and better.

PLAYDATE WITH PATTY

2010-08-06T11:15:00.002-04:00

You know how people say things like, "We should get together sometime"? I don't like saying that or hearing it because it's a dangling carrot that eventually rots on the string. Ewww. But when Patty and I talked about having a playdate it was as much about getting the kids together and we would tag along. Had a huge feeling that Amelia and Sydney would hit it off. And did they EVER! They pretty held hands the entire day. So stinkin cute. Wyatt and Sophia were cute, too, but no holding hands there. Patty and Jon took most of the photos. Here are a few.

Amelia and Sydney when they first met

Inseparable

While there was quite a bit to do at the Indianapolis Children's Museum, the Barbi exhibit was actually very enjoyable, even for the guys. For me, it brought back a flood of memories. I had handmade clothes for my Barbi. Sure wish I still had them. Tim's mom knitted Barbi outfits for Jennifer which now belong to Amelia. This spring I bought a Barbi doll at a yard sale because, even though it was a reproduction, she was the Barbi I had as a child. The blonde bouffant. I have an attraction to the 60's fashion so the girl in me snatched her up for $5.

My Barbi on her way out for a fun weekend. You have a fun weekend, too, and do something childlike.

GUEST BATH: BEFORE

2010-07-31T11:35:00.004-04:00

Wyatt ended up at the ER last eve. He fell off some play equipment and punctured a hole in his leg. No images required, you get the idea. But it's those precious phonecalls between us that I just want to preserve forever. He was telling me every detail of his first experience with getting stitches, but somewhere in there he interjected that someone he knew had to get her "earnoids" removed. I was at a dinner party and talking to him on my cell phone and my brain was trying to make sure that's what he really said and find the right word for him cuz I didn't think humans had a bodypart by that name. All I could think of to replace earnoids was ear lobes and asked him if thats what he meant and he says yes. Okay, you know I have ADD, right? I quickly try to figure out why the poor girl had to have her ear lobes removed. Then I remember way back in high school these two girls getting in a catfight and those big hoop earrings were all the rage. Again, no images required. I am still talking but my mind got really fixated on the poor girl Wyatt casually mentioned. By the time he put Jennifer back on the phone I was just as interested in the lobeless girl as I was about Wyatt's stitches. "He meant adnoids, mom". Why am I still laughing?

We have been trying since Spring to remodel our guest bathroom. Sometimes Tim and I will have a discussion and what I think as a nice idea he thinks of as a new project needing to happen. Not like we need another project, but next thing I know he was up there and had already stripped the hideous 1970's Kmart quality wallpaper. I hurried and took pictures because I started this blog called Show + Tell in 2008 because that's what I intended to do; Show + Tell my various Before and After projects. So now we're moving into August. Tim travels extensively and when he does get home there are lots of other things needing immediate attention from my Mini Macgyver. He just got back last eve from Canada. Pulls up to the dinner party already in progress and the BMW just starts freaking out electrically. The alarm was going off, lights flashing, etc. and it just won't start. We had to leave it there and will be dealing with that this weekend. Then our home phones are not working and ATT's website is down (calling them is no better as "they are experiencing high volumes of calls", the sprinkler system is broken (90 degrees every day) and the bedroom fan is broken (don't tell Nate or Vern that we have ceiling fans and like them). Last weekend Mini Macgyver did try to work on the bathroom. Got so far as the basement to get to the crawl space to turn off the water. he found we had a water leak from the outdoor faucet which took 2 days to repair. I know many of you have the same plight with these fixer-uppers and renovation projects.

So I have actually made a vignette outside the bathroom door to remind myself that someday, somehow it will look better. And because you are so diligent to follow my projects, of which I don't have any completed to show you, I am going to give you a sneak peek at the before (no puking, please) and the hopeful after.

Notice the lovely country blue, mauve and tan plaid paper I snatched out of the trash for you to see what our guests have been looking at for 11 years? It's actually Tim's bathroom most of the time, so you can imagine how eager he was to remove it. He is making all new door and drawer fronts and I will be painting them a dark expresso...someday. So there you have it, one more half finished project brought to you by Paula Prass. I will keep you posted.

WRESTLING

2010-07-22T01:30:00.001-04:00

Phonecall from Amelia:

"Mimi, Wyatt and I were wrestling".

"Okay.(?)"

Silence, then in the same excited voice, "Wyatt and I were wrestling".

"Okay, and why is that news?"

"My tooth got knocked out!!"

"Oh my. Your first tooth. Did it hurt? Did you cry?"

"Well, just a little."

"It's okay. I still can remember when I lost my teeth".

"You do??!! Were you and Papa wrestling when they got knocked out?"

For the rest of the conversation all I could envision was Tim and I as little kids and him wrestling me to the ground and me coming up toothless and crying.

No artwork or amazing designs for you today, but a huge accomplishment. After many months Tim's mom's house is finally on the market! It looks fantastic, doesn't it? Well, you didn't see the befores. Don't even want to dig up the old pics, but everything was green. Seriously. Now I love green, but all the walls, woodwork and carpeting were a bit much. We were thrilled to find wood floors underneath the livingroom carpet. SCORE! It's a charming house, circa 1937 in East Lansing and within walking distance to Michigan State U. Strange to be at this point in life. So many memories were made there. Yes, in fact I think that's where Tim and I wrestled as 5 yr olds (okay, just kidding). However, it is in that livingroom that Tim kissed me for the first time...and then we wrestled... Okay, my family is going to kill me now. Bye bye.

SUMMERTIME BLUES AND GREENS

2010-07-14T12:15:00.003-04:00

One of the many storms that rolled through and knocked out the electricity also knocked out the air conditioner. With the temps in the 90's and humidity much higher, instead of hitting the mall like any other normal person, I moved outdoors to paint. This is my overdue housewarming and birthday gift to Jennifer.

Other photos of her lovely new home are on her blog.

We kept the kiddos recently so Jennifer and hubby could celebrate their anniversary...alone. As any grandparent will agree, grandparents don't just "keep the kids". We are a mini holiday. So this event included a cookout where the kids are the cooks and we are the kitchen help, carving sticks, making the fire for s'mores and setting up the tent! Us girlie girls opted for the master suite and let the guys have the tent. While they made up scary stories til the wee hours, I read Dr. Seuss and Fancy Nancy and gave back rubs til my eyes crossed. Finally wore that cutie out. Next day was the usual special breakfast and then to the pool/water park. By the time Jennifer picked them up she said she was barely on the road and heard both their heads conk on the car windows with mouths hanging open and eyes rolled behind their heads. That's how we know we did our job.

Gosh we love those kids. Absolutely head over heels adore them. They say things like, "You're the best Mimi ever" and everything I cook is the best they've ever had. Okay, they might lie a little.

Give me s'more.

Bathing beauty

SPARK ATTENTION WITH THESE TREATS

2010-07-03T00:04:00.003-04:00

As we head into the 4th of July weekend let me share a treat that is so easy, yet quite the showstopper. I just made these festive covered strawberries for a 4th of July gathering. The tables were filled with desserts, but these were the first to disappear.

Strawberries, melted white chocolate and blue sugar. That's it! I tried to make some blue sugar using food coloring, but it looked like a pastel bluish-green, so I opted for the ready made version. I melted the white chocolate in the microwave, dipped the strawberry in about half way, holding the strawberry by the stem. Let the excess chocolate drip off, then dip the end of the chocolate covered strawberry in some blue sugar. I placed them on parchment paper to cool before transferring them to a tray. Voila.

HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!!!

SURVIVING THE STORMS

2010-07-01T15:40:00.006-04:00

I know you figured I must have been blown into oblivion since I have been absent, but I survived all those storms. Every other spare moment that wasn't spent in the dark was devoted to painting and designing my next lines. The last storm knocked out the air conditioning during temps in the 90's and humidity much worse. I moved my studio on the back porch and kept plugging away. I must say that I am in my element when I have a paintbrush in hand. Remember the movie "Chariots Of Fire" when Eric Liddell said "When I run I feel God's pleasure"? Well, that is me when I paint. Like I'm doing what I was meant to do. I am never more focused than when I am painting the glorious face of a flower.

I have more to share from my trip to CA. While there, I selfishly purposed to squeeze in every ounce of time alone with my beautiful surroundings, my husband and finding inspiration for my upcoming designs. However, there were two gals I did stop to visit with. You might know them.

Kay Ellen Kay and I met through blogging and our shared love for design. Kay's blog Kay Ellen Design is exceptional. She is exceptional. And last January (09) Kay drove down from Riverside to meet me here in person. She showed me around the South Beach antique stores that I couldn't wait to visit again. I was quite excited that she made the trek to meet me again at the same place one year later.

Missy As in Missy Severson aka Sweet Funky Vintage. We first met in Chicago at a Country Living Event in 2008 and continue to connect whenever possible. Her and the fam came through Indy last year but Tim was, of course, on a business trip. So Tim and I met her and Mr Hunk, I mean Chris, for dinner and laughter. We took another opportunity to let them know how much we appreciate the sacrifices they make while Chris serves our country.

There were others I would have loved to see if there was more time. Hi Deana (old friend from Indianapolis) and Cynthia (Heavenly Hostess). Maybe next trip?

A change of scenery was certainly what was needed to jumpstart my creativity. Here's a bit more of all I absorbed and you might just see some of these in upcoming designs. I stuck in the Bird of Paradise just because I can't believe the cartoon-like nature of this flower. It all just amazes me.

SEEK SHELTER IMMEDIATELY

2010-06-16T16:36:00.001-04:00

Tim was gone from Friday morning until Tuesday night. No problem since I planned to use the entire time to sketch, design, paint and do my female version of baching it. What I ended up doing instead was a bit different. It stormed almost the entire time. I have put a serious dent in my stash of half-burned, mismatched holiday candles that I was saving for no good reason. We recently cleaned out my mother-in-laws house and hauled bags of red, white and green candles to the trash, so I had begun to secretly question my own hoarding of the candles. O, me of little faith.

My 15 1/2 year old Lhasa works up a lather over storms, so I juggled candles and a paranoid dog for four long days (and nights). See, I couldn't even get up to take a pic without him freaking. We sat on the back porch when possible (where there was a breeze) and I tried to sketch out a design by the light of candles and lightning. Also spent more time in the SEEK SHELTER basement than I ever wanted to during the worst of it. I hopped in the car to make a quick run to the grocery store between storms, but the car was dead. Whaa? Doesn't this sound like the beginning of a movie involving chainsaws? So thankful that we came out unscathed.

I leave you with a few pictures of where I just came from and where I really would have preferred spending these last few evenings but wouldn't we all? Hope you are all safe and sound. xo

DRIVE BY SHOOTINGS

2010-06-03T11:00:00.008-04:00

DO NOT FREAK. While these shootings were drive-by, they were taken with my camera while Tim was driving.

I'm back and am quite refreshed and almost ready to dive into the tons of designs that are either swarming around in my head or have already been put to canvas. But before I dive too deep I promised to share some of my trip with you and the inspiration I found as we drove up and down the coast.

No better way to describe how these photos were taken...many of the were taken as Tim was driving and I was shooting the camera at just a few "cottages", doors and gates. If you follow my blog you might remember I have an irrisistable weakness for interesting doors. Last time photos were mostly in Santa Barbara here, here, here and here. These were taken mostly in La Jolla and Bird Rock:

We referred to this miniature, impeccably kept home as the Keebler cottage. I was so tempted to knock on the door to see if Mrs. Keebler would let me take a peek inside.

These are entries that lead to the entries. I bet they don't get many solicitors, ya think?

Here are a few more, but believe me this is just a sampling.

Is this amazing?

(I only wish I could add the coastal breeze, wonderful smells and the warmth of the sun for you.)

ESCAPING THE PREDICTABLE

2010-05-19T14:07:00.000-04:00

BLUE + ORANGE

For once I am trying to follow my own advice and take some time to escape the day-to-day and fill up my creative tank. I am on color overload here. Thought you might enjoy seeing things that inspired me yesterday.

FLOWN THE COUP

2010-05-17T16:15:00.003-04:00

A SWEET OFFER
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I joined my husband once again on one of his business trips to Mission Bay, CA. We are staying here again.. We arrived yesterday to what they refer to here as Gray May and it appears the next few days will be more of the same. No worries here. I have my art supplies and instead of adding color to this pale Midwestern body I will make colorful art until the sun comes out. And as you can see, gray skies can't stop the color around here!

And as usual I love to share the vintage postcards.

Now off to make my own colors!

xoxo

HAPPY FEET

2010-05-12T14:59:00.003-04:00

When you grow more you get more things righter.

Amelia (My Mia), Age 5

Amelia's dad: Amelia, were you a good girl at school today?

Amelia: Yes

Dad: If I were to ask your teacher if you were good today what do you think she'd say?

Amelia: Well, she might tell you that some girls face accidentally hit my hand.

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Aren't these the cutest Pedipeds? Jennifer and Amelia visited a local boutique and these shoes with my Papillon were front and center. Guess who walked out wearing a pair? The store owner said Amelia had good taste, that these were their most popular pair of Pediped's.

Hope you are having a day filled with butterflies and laughter.