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I am 45. I am married to the love of my life. Together we have two beautiful young adults who bring me joy everyday. In 2015 we added another beautiful young adult to our house, our niece, and she has been a great joy! Secretly, I'm counting the years till grandbabies start coming; they just need to find their forever loves first.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Good Morning, Saturday!

Saturday morning yummies. :)

I finally broke down and bought myself a new waffle iron. I did this back around New Year's, but I searched the world over.....well, ok, Pensacola.....and could not find a waffle iron at a decent price. It was getting to the point where I thought I was going to have to sell an organ on the black market in order to afford a new one. I just could not see the point in paying more than $30-$40 for an occasional use item. I had already been to several stores and I was exhausted. Walmart had the best price, but there are 4 or 5 in the city and I had no energy to keep looking to see if any of them had the waffle iron I wanted. The first one definitely did not. Out of desperation, I finally broke down and looked online.

Apparently, Walmart has this convenient thing online where you can either order it and have it sent to your house for .97 or you can order it and pick it up at the store for free. If its an in-stock item, you can sometimes pick it up the same day. If you have more than one Walmart in your area, like I do, then you can choose which Walmart's stock you want to look at and that saves you all that running around, wasting gas, parking 3 miles away and hiking to the store. I have had a complete success and a complete failure using this site-to-store type of ordering. The waffle iron was a great success.....we won't talk about the failure thing...I just know which Walmart I'm going to avoid like the plague.

Not sure why I felt compelled to blog about this...lol. Maybe you'll find a time saving, happy success using their online option like I did?

Have a Happy Saturday everyone!!

Thursday, January 19, 2012

May I Have Your Permission?

I've had quite a few people asking me lately if they could have my permission to sell items they have made from my patterns. Here's what I'm thinking (and is my policy):

I don't have a problem with people selling items they make from my patterns as long as they don't try and tell people that they are the designer. I give my permission to sell items made from my patterns at local craft fairs and local boutiques, etc. The only exception I take to this is that I have an Etsy store and being that these are my original creations, I ask that you not sell items you make from my patterns online in any fashion or on any platform. That puts you in direct competition with me and my store and I don't want to have to compete with you for sales on MY designs. Does that make sense?

I am all for the entrepreneurial spirit of America to rise up and be successful. I am all for helping to provide for your families needs. Heck, that's what I'm doing. I feel like it would be remiss of me to tell you that you cannot charge someone for the time you put into something and the material it took you to make it. Ok, so the 'idea' or the 'pattern' didn't come from you.....whoopety doo! Not everyone can write down a pattern. Those of us that are blessed enough to be able to or have the time to do it...should. And if you have to sell it to feel like you are getting something out of it...then do that too.

I know that I've been outspoken about sharing patterns before. I know that I may have ruffled some feathers concerning the fact that I am proud of the fact that I give my patterns away for free. It's not because I somehow feel like I'm better than someone else because I do. Everyone has their own personal reasons for doing what they do. What I find irritating, both as a free pattern user and a free pattern creator, is when someone puts the stipulation that this item is for your personal use only and that you cannot sell any product made from that pattern. Here's why I don't like that. With that stipulation you are telling people that they cannot recuperate any of the costs that it took them to make it. I am all for donating. I am all for giving gifts away. Believe me, that's how all of my patterns came about. But, for me to tell you that in your private life when someone wants to purchase an item that you have the ability to create and they don't; and they want to bless you by purchasing it from you instead of just expecting you to do all that work for nothing.....and you CAN'T?? To me, that is wrong. There should be intellectual rights for a pattern, you bet. No one should be able to claim a pattern that is not theirs. And no one should be able to take a pattern and mass produce an item to create an empire out of it. But, there is no harm in someone having the ability to work a craft fair or two. Or sell to a local boutique or two. If the designer asks you not to sell in a certain place, then by all means respect that, but to say that NOTHING you make from that pattern is saleable.....yeah, well, you know what I think.

And when I come across patterns I like that cost money or they tell me I can't sell what I make from it.....I respect their intellectual rights and/or free pattern and I don't even copy it off or look at their instructions. I look at the picture and make it up for myself. Then it is mine and I can sell it if I want to.

So, tell me what you think. I'm not looking for people to necessarily agree with me, I want to know what you really think. Be advised, all of your posts get reviewed by me before they show up so if you get nasty, your comment won't be posted. I know intellectual rights, copyrights, etc can be a hot button topic for designers. Let's have a talk about this!

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Found my inspiration

Apparently, making more toys right now was just more than I could handle, so I was avoiding my yarn. *gasp* That is a NO-NO!!

So I looked at my yarn and said, "You need to be an afghan!" And it is happily becoming one.

Friday, January 06, 2012

A Girl With Issues

I am that girl. A girl with issues.

I have been thrown into another tailspin of introspection. As this new year starts I feel a falling off of old things and old ways and it has caused me to be a little sad. I know that I should never look back. I should always be looking forward and encouraged by what is coming instead of looking back and basically becoming Lot's wife; turning into a pillar of salt that is forever sealed in the backwards looking position, never to move from that spot again.

The sadness that I feel is not for the things that are falling away; it is for the way that I suddenly see myself and realize who I was. I have discovered unsavory pieces of my personality that, I believe, have driven people away from me over the years. With that sudden realization comes the embarrassment from feeling like a fool and sometimes the blaming of those around me that love me because they didn't say anything to me. Or did they and I didn't want to hear it?

I believe we are on a countdown to the last days of life as we know it. I don't necessarily believe that the world is ending in 2012. I, also, don't believe in the whole global warming thing. But, there is something inside me that has been building for the last few years and this year it feels almost like a desperation. I can't stay who I was. I have to change. I have to help others. Kind of like a "no man left behind" scenario. There are so many hurting people and it just keeps getting worse. This world's depravity is getting worse instead of better. Too many people worrying about lining their pockets and less about helping those in need. Do not get me wrong. I do not support the Occupiers. Their behavior is foolish. I believe in an America that is free to succeed. I am sad that people have gotten so jealous of the success of others that they feel the need to tear them down to their level. This is so "Atlas Shrugged" it's not even funny. I just wish I was one of the tycoons that could shut down their business and go live in the secret valley with John Gault. However, I am not called to that. I am called to help people, not to hand them what they want and need, but help them help themselves. I am called to grow people and encourage people and help people succeed.

But I must start with me, as selfish as that feels and sometimes sounds. I have to get rid of the thoughts that attack my mind and tell me that I'm no good, I'm too fat, I'm too ugly, I'm too much of this and not enough of that. Lately, that's all I've been thinking about. In reality, I know all of that is a lie. I know that I am good, I know that I have talents, my husband tells me that I'm pretty and he says he doesn't care about my extra lbs. I am a child of God. Nothing else should really matter in light of that.

The changing process does not always go easily. I feel distant from everyone and everything. I feel rejected a lot. I'm probably looking for it and projecting it onto people. They probably don't even think about me and I'm all "they hate me!" It's pathetic victim mentality. I need to slap my hands and say "Stop It!!" I would say head, but ya know, that hurts and I'm not into self inflicted physical pain unless we are talking about muscling through a yarn project that is causing me to cramp up and make my muscles burn! :) What I need to do is stop being moved by my feelings. I know what the truth of God's Word has said about me. THAT is what I need to think on.

I have come to at least two decisions. One, I am going to start volunteering. The kids and I have chosen Ronald McDonald House. It has personal meaning for us. My husband and son spent a week at Ronald McDonald House when Stefani was first diagnosed with Leukemia and she had to stay in the hospital for her first round of chemo. I stayed in the hospital room with her, so I was only able to visit the House when Tony and Teo took us through it. It is a neat facility. What a blessing it was to us. We've never lived close enough to be able to volunteer before. I'm finding that all of the places and things that I've wanted to be involved with, i.e. volunteering at a cancer center or a children's ward, but never lived close enough to, are all right here. I have spent the last year so completely wrapped up in my stress and my needs and my unfulfilled dreams that I forgot that it really is NOT about me. Two, I am going to read through the entire bible this year.

I am slowly pulling up my bootstraps and putting one foot in front of the other. Saying that always makes me sing the song from claymation classic "Santa Claus is Coming to Town"

.....Put one foot in front of the other, soon you'll be walking cross the floor...just put one foot in front of the other, soon you'll be walking out the door......

Truer words have never been spoken.