Monday, September 20, 2010

lost and found

umm...thought i was gone, didnt ya?  nope.  still here.  moving, shuffling stuff around.  still no computer.  on my hubbies at the moment.  new one in a few weeks.  hopefully less.  so where have  i been you ask? wellllllll...blog surfing for my newfound addiction to primitives.  primitive dolls, antique lace and doilies.  you know, all thinks old.  and paper mache.  i am addicted.  did three or four "involved" (for me) items for halloween.  and PURGED lots of stuff for the move.  had a yardsale, didn't sell much but my bike (ha).  so it all went to Goodwill and a daycare.  moved the kids toys into the attic for a winter playroom.  i wish i could post some pics, but alas i cannot.  and moved like ALL my craft stuff to the left side of the attic. let's just say i'm still organizing. 

so my new addiction is i want to sew.  like all kinds of little things and prim stuff.  problem is i have to have an outlet for my creations because if you know me, you know i am neurotic about clutter.  i can't keep everything i make right?  a few of my friends stopped by on their walk and noted that with 5 kids, there wasn't a toy on the floor.  and i explained.  it's because i'm neurotic about it.  laugh.  it's true though.  so now i have all this scrapbooking stuff, which i am not using, but i think i can convert it to use for my new crafty outlets.  i'm beginning to have a lust for rust.  rusty things like nails and wire.  and whimsical, Coraline like things.  (dont' you love that movie?)  Emma and I made a scarecrow today.  i sewed buttons on it's eyes.  just like coraline's other mother.  funny.  he's posted up in my front garden.  wearing nicks' clothes. kids love him.  we'll have to pick a name.  and wait to you see my rendition of Grumble, the pumpkin head.  still have to put his finishing touches on, but he is so cool. 

longing for our move.  can't believe we still have so many more months.  i just want to go.  run run run and bury my head in some secluded back woods town and just raise my silly kids.  every day i hate it here more and more.  i shouldn't say  hate.  i dislike it here.  there's no joy here for me anymore.  every day i see the fake-ness of the people here and long for a genuine person with morals and one to believe in.  not everyone really.  just some.  i guess i should have been born in the 30's or 40's because i can see me in some farm house baking bread and out feeding chickens.  the first pet i am getting when we move south is a chicken.  i miss the farm.  i loved growing up like that.  it will be good for Jacob.  he looks so distraught.  he cries every morning before school.  doesn't want to go.  i feel bad for him, but make him go anyway.  he has to.  poor guy.  just tears me up.  ok, sorry for the straying off there...

so hang in there with me.  i'm so excited for halloween.  i want to have a party for the kids at school and am vowing to get involved at the school...i just have to make the time.  so i will be seeing you....miss you all out there in blogger land..

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