Like to Art Journal?

I’ve been meaning to tell you about my friend Hilde’s
upcoming class
with A Million Memories. She’s an amazing artist and
I have absolutely no doubt that this class is going to rock!



Between her class and Vivian’s class I am excited to make some amazing
art journal pages this month!

Photo of the Day – Day 302



Yes I skipped a whole bunch of days and no I am not feeling well just
yet but I spent a bunch of last night carving this awesome pumpkin and I
had to share!

Daily David – Day 302



Getting in the car to go to school with Daddy.

Daily David – Day 301



David wasn’t really interested in having his photo taken yesterday so
this was the best I could capture.

Catalyst 33 – A non-profit Bookstore



We posted catalyst
thirty-three
over at creative therapy. This week’s catalyst is: If
you had unlimited money to buy someone you know something, what would
you buy and for whom?

Here are my thoughts:

This is one of the few catalysts that had me thinking for a long time.
For some reason, I couldn’t come up with an answer. I thought and
thought. Finally, as I was driving to work one morning, the answer hit
me. I wanted to buy a bookstore, for me. Was it too selfish to use this
money for myself? Maybe. But I decided that’s what my catalyst was going
to be about anyway. Even if others think it’s selfish.

Years ago, I volunteered at this amazing bookstore in New York City.
This store looked the way bookstores should look. It has wooden, spiral
staircases. Tables everywhere for people to sit and browse. A little
coffee shop in the back to relax and enjoy. Fantastic, knowledgeable
staff. And some of the best speakers and authors came to read at the
store. The best part was that the bookstore was completely non-profit.
All the books were donated and all the proceeds went to this
organization that provided shelter and aid to people who were affected
by AIDS.

Ever since my years at that store, I’ve always wanted to have a
nonprofit bookstore of my own. One full of used, donated books. One with
a little coffee shop of its own. One with volunteers who love books as
much as I do. One where people love to visit and where great authors
come to read from their masterpieces. One where all the proceeds are
donated across nonprofits. My passion is education so I would start by
donating to nonprofits that favor education but my hope is that we can
affect change in some way. Even if it’s a tiny one.

A Few Rough Days

I wanted to thank you for your good wishes. We’re very excited and
thankful for this little baby. The last few weeks have been really rough
on me. I seem to have really bad morning sickness. I had a lot of this
with David, too, but this time it’s almost worse. I can’t seem to keep
enough water down so I have already been to the Urgent Care twice in the
last 5 weeks to get some extra water into my body. I am hoping the
nausea will be over soon but I wanted to let you know cause it’s why
things are a bit intermittent over here.

On a wonderful note, the baby seems to be doing fine and I am eternally
thankful for that.

Daily David – Day 300



Daily David – Day 299



Daily David – Day 298



At the dentist.

Daily David – Day 297



Some Happy News



So I am finally able to share why I’ve been so bad at posting and being
around lately. My little family is about to grow by one. We wanted to
make sure David had a sibling he could play with and we’re so excited
that it all worked out.

I haven’t been around much because I’ve been really really ill. I was
quite sick with David, too, but this time it’s been quite worse. I’ve
had trouble holding down and food or water. A few weeks ago I was in the
hospital for an IV which helped turn things around a bit and now I am
able to hold a meal a day down on most days. I can’t wait until this
nausea passes. If it’s anything like David, the rest of my pregnancy
should be uneventful (hopefully!).

Anyhow, I am delighted to finally share and very excited for the new
member of our family.

Catalyst 32 – The Girl with the Diaries



This week’s catalyst
is: What’s your most prized possession?


Here’s my text:

When I read this catalyst, the first thing that came to my mind were my
diaries. From nine to nineteen I wrote diaries every day. And I mean
every single day. I was the girl who never shared her secrets with
anyone but the dairies. I took them everywhere with me and all my
friends joked about reading them. But nothing deterred me. I never
shared my secrets and I loved having my diaries, knowing they never
betrayed me or shared my secrets with anyone.


After a while, I just stopped. I am not sure what did it but I didn’t
have the need or the will to write anymore. Maybe I finally started to
trust people or maybe I realized I like to share, I’m not sure. But I
haven’t successfully kept a diary since my Freshman year in college and
I don’t really miss it anymore. But I still cherish my diaries from
those years. The memories of the girl I was. The girl with the diaries.