My Rosette Boards

So basically this is what I take when I go to an interview with a company boutique or bridal client.. they get to choose their color...choice of band/clip feather options..inserts and patterned fabric.. then I have a board with all the styles that I can make.. It helps keeps things very visual..and I like that they can actually touch things instead of looking at pictures in an art portfolio. Kind've fun .. and I love just looking at it in my office space..I like having a candy shop feeling to my shop .. even my packaging is striped candy bags with bakers twin.. I love Branding and logos.. I would've loved to do that at an advertising agency.

wow

This order for the ballet is killing me my hands are literally aching from twisting so much silk...Ill take a picture when it's done. It looks like a store in my bonus room.. bazillion rosettes...kindve fun. But now I need to sleep. 

Boys in Boutonnieres

So wedding season is upon me and I literally feel like my house is an assembly line. I'm trying to keep myself busy while we wait for the therapy people to come. I end up doing structered morning then free play in the afternoon then they nap and I work..and I Work at night..literally till 2am sometimes.. I just get in the zone. It helps to stay busy and not think about things too much.  I'm a big worrier..and I realized I can't do that to my body anymore.so I jumped into projects.and while they were napping and I was making stuff I realized I needed something for boys.. because i love my little guys...So little rosette boutonnieres it was. They arn't up on etsy yet because I'm still working on color pallettes..and working on a big order for the alberta ballet...can't wait to show you stuff for that!...
someone asked how I was feeling latley so here it is...I'm feeling stronger..but still kindve that hurt feeling like if you get the wind knocked out of you... no more in the haze...luckily he is responding so well to gf cf diet..we put him back on it.. the difference was huge. Also we started probiotics and fish oils and b 12... his speech has improved drastically...as well as the eye contact. I have faith the man will take care of us and whether he recovers or not I know He will be close with lots of hard work and prayers.. so keep me brandon and him in yours will you. I feel like we need all the extra help love and blessings we can get. To push him over the edge of understanding. But I'll tell you right now I won't stop fighting this.

coolest necklace ever

I just love this..maybe I miss home today..they also have one of france that tempts me beyond reasoncute idea eh.. you can find them here

Sweet pea benefit boutique

For the next two days Modsblog is helping promote an online auction helping to raise money for adoption costs/invitro for 2 deserving families. One is my sister in law Brooke the other a dear friend named Devanie.

Infertility sucks and I hope we can help these families relieve the struggle even if it's just a little. 

So as a favor to miss Bree today will you please go take a look at the auction. There are some way fun items up for bid...photography sessions art prints for your home,quilts ect...even a gift card to my etsy shop..So take a look and bid...everyone who places a bid will be put into a drawing for a grand prize...

Thanks everyone!!! You guys rock

 Heres some instruction on how this works

sweet pea benefit boutique

 Below is some helpful information for you if you choose to make a bid. You may also make a donation by clicking on the "make a donation" button on the upper right corner of our home page.

1. Auction runs the morning of Tuesday, April 12 and commences at 
midnight on Thursday, April 14th

2. Find the item you can't live without (use the labels or images in the side-column of our main page to peruse)

3. Comment on that item with your name, bid amount and your email address
(we need this in order for your bid to be valid and so we can contact you if you win)
4. We will contact the highest bidders/winners by email on Friday April 15th and receive their shipping information

5. If you are the winner, please hold your payment until you receive an invoice from PayPal via email. Your bid will be paid directly to the SweetPea Benefit Boutique PayPal account.
6. If payment has not been received within 48 hours of the highest bidder being informed, the next highest bidder will be eligible to receive that item
7. Once the item has been paid for, the winning bidder's shipping information will be sent directly to the vendor, who will ship the donated item or will make arrangements for a service type of item to be received (i.e. emailing of gift certificates)

6. Enjoy your items once they have arrived and feel great about helping 

these families!

Is it sad?

That pinterest has been a healing tool for me.. it's theraputic when I just need to get in my creative zone and not worry anymorecause lets face it I'm a worrier.I'm learning to not care to much about the future and focus on the now but everyone once and a while I feel overwhelmed...and I need to create. All humans have the inate sense to create things.. It's kindve amazingly cool...Oh and I can't wait to get to heaven and make pink water and polka-dot grass.sorry I'm random tonight..just whats on my mind.
Oh and I want glee to sing hey jude.And I missed being in Chamber quire today..Eleanor Rigby came on in the car and it reminded me of singing du du du du forever. I miss that.
So anyways if your still reading and not bored to tears..and you feel the need to feast upon creative wonderfulness  I suggest you check it out cause it's awesome and like a inspiration notebook to keep all the things you love that you find online all in one place for example two of my fav pins.....

heres a link to my pinterest boards.. I want to see yours now!

how was your weekend?

I loved this weekend ya wanna know why?

If you havn't guessed already Brandon And I are members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, we have what is called General Conference twice a year. Basically In a nut shell we watch on  the TV or internet, the general officers of the church speak to the all the members collectively.

It is so optimistic and full of love. . .

It makes us learn love hope grow 

See this dude... He is the president and prophet of our church

Yes he kind've looks like yoda..but he is so full of wisdom and great love.

His name is

President Thomas S. Monson.

I watched conference today and this story stuck out to me out of everything I listened to. It pertained to my life right now.. and I think can apply to anyone. So Sorry it's a little long..but trust me worth reading.

I was living up in Canada. I had purchased a farm. It was run-down. I went out one morning and saw a currant bush. It had grown up over six feet high. It was going all to wood. There were no blossoms and no currants. I was raised on a fruit farm in Salt Lake before we went to Canada, and I knew what ought to happen to that currant bush. So I got some pruning shears and clipped it back until there was nothing left but stumps. It was just coming daylight, and I thought I saw on top of each of these little stumps what appeared to be a tear, and I thought the currant bush was crying. I was kind of simpleminded (and I haven’t entirely gotten over it), and I looked at it and smiled and said, “What are you crying about?” You know, I thought I heard that currant bush say this:

“How could you do this to me? I was making such wonderful growth. I was almost as big as the shade tree and the fruit tree that are inside the fence, and now you have cut me down. Every plant in the garden will look down on me because I didn’t make what I should have made. How could you do this to me? I thought you were the gardener here.”

That’s what I thought I heard the currant bush say, and I thought it so much that I answered. I said, “Look, little currant bush, I am the gardener here, and I know what I want you to be. I didn’t intend you to be a fruit tree or a shade tree. I want you to be a currant bush, and someday, little currant bush, when you are laden with fruit, you are going to say, ‘Thank you, Mr. Gardener, for loving me enough to cut me down. Thank you, Mr. Gardener.’ “

 

Years passed, and I found myself in England. I was in command of a cavalry unit in the Canadian Army. I held the rank of field officer in the British Canadian Army. I was proud of my position. And there was an opportunity for me to become a general. I had taken all the examinations. I had the seniority. The one man between me and the office of general in the British Army became a casualty, and I received a telegram from London. It said: “Be in my office tomorrow morning at 10:00,” signed by General Turner.

 

I went up to London. I walked smartly into the office of the general, and I saluted him smartly, and he gave me the same kind of a salute a senior officer usually gives—a sort of “Get out of the way, worm!” He said, “Sit down, Brown.” Then he said, “I’m sorry I cannot make the appointment. You are entitled to it. You have passed all the examinations. You have the seniority. You’ve been a good officer, but I can’t make the appointment. You are to return to Canada and become a training officer and a transport officer.” That for which I had been hoping and praying for 10 years suddenly slipped out of my fingers.

 

Then he went into the other room to answer the telephone, and on his desk, I saw my personal history sheet. Right across the bottom of it was written, “THIS MAN IS A MORMON.” We were not very well liked in those days. When I saw that, I knew why I had not been appointed. He came back and said, “That’s all, Brown.” I saluted him again, but not quite as smartly, and went out.

 

I got on the train and started back to my town, 120 miles away, with a broken heart, with bitterness in my soul. And every click of the wheels on the rails seemed to say, “You are a failure.” When I got to my tent, I was so bitter that I threw my cap on the cot. I clenched my fists, and I shook them at heaven. I said, “How could you do this to me, God? I have done everything I could do to measure up. There is nothing that I could have done—that I should have done—that I haven’t done. How could you do this to me?” I was as bitter as gall.

 

And then I heard a voice, and I recognized the tone of this voice. It was my own voice, and the voice said, “I am the gardener here. I know what I want you to do.” The bitterness went out of my soul, and I fell on my knees by the cot to ask forgiveness for my ungratefulness and my bitterness. While kneeling there I heard a song being sung in an adjoining tent. A number of Mormon boys met regularly every Tuesday night. I usually met with them. We would sit on the floor and have Mutual. As I was kneeling there, praying for forgiveness, I heard their singing:

 

“But if, by a still, small voice he calls

To paths that I do not know,

I’ll answer, dear Lord, with my hand in thine:

I’ll go where you want me to go.”

(Hymns, no. 270)
I'm the currant bush.and I needed to be pruned... I wasn't producing fruit. Heavenly father is the gardner..and to me. Harrison was the shears.How enlightening...And maybe I wasnt supposed to be the cherry blossom treeI was supposed to be the currant bushbecause the currant bush will touch people and produce fruit that will feed peoples hungersHeres to a year of producing new branches and making fruit grow. As well as my faith in the gardnerI swear this talk and many today were just for me. Never have I felt the spirit in my home as I did today it was thick and I felt his love.