Daisy the Doe

I have a good NEW selection of stuff at JuJu Gifts…. third ward…. Erie street. GO THERE!

http://www.jujugifts.com/

this is my red-headed, patch, ninja guy…. he is so ready for any action coming his way. Karate choppin’ and Hi-yah- in’!!

Can’t get the store part of the site to work. Even hubby can’t!

Internet, you know what that means? that means that hubby cannot figure something on the puter out.

do you see the pigs flying??? no. really. Today marks a day….

I kinda love it. Makes me think he isnt so genius-ish.

anyway… had to show him off. He is a new fav.

is is quite the guy, aint he?

he is a black belt, that alone should scare the cookies outta ya!!

so this weekend he will be at Strawberry festival in Cedarburg.

http://www.cedarburgfestivals.org/strawberryfestival.html

Should be fun. If you do go and see me all sweaty dont be afraid.  I wont goober it all on you. I will just be super gross and wipe on my shirt or something. I hope it isnt hot. I swear I came from ice and snow…. Well I am norwegian, so that explains it right? ugh. anyway. I melt in weather above 70.

off to check the this weekends temps!

before I sold this guy I took a pic on the map that hubby had out.

Hubby was planning his motorcycle trip and well, Map! what a great background!

And then it occurred to me that I might need to make one for my dear hubs to take with him. I mean you can never be to old for a snuggle guy? a little monster companion? a stuffie? a nuggie?

I was told that Yes. in fact.        YOU CAN BE TOO OLD.           …and you can also be too much of a male on the trip to bring your “nugglie”.

my reply?

“oh”

between me and you internet? I am sooo making him a mini snugglie and stuffing it in that gas tank backpack thingy.

heee hee haa haaaaa

muahhhhhhhhh ah ah

I never know the date. I could look it up right here on this very ‘puter but no.

L A Z Y

It is a great weekend here by Lake Michigan, not even that windy!

we plan to rearrange YET AGAIN our front yard.

Ugh. You don’t even want to know how confused our grass and bushes and plants are. At this very moment they are going “where the hell are you taking me now”….  Poor things have been put in ground, watered,  loved, and then taken outta that very hole and made to sit around and then well today- a new hole. I had this grand idea to do this landscaping design, and ya know, I know nothing about how to plant and design earth stuff and well, got in over my head. My poor hubby is now in charge and it has hope. Me and my crazy ideas, eh?

anyway. I was up last night with my finger puppets. They are total goofy, even I can’t take it!

Some are better than others, I am totally drawing a blank on what boys like, uhhhhh alligators? that is all I had. I did that and sat there and looked at all the princess and mermaids I did. Poor boys.

Internet! gimme boy ideas!

here they are…. just a sampling

how did I do on the croc? or gator… whatever he is.

I do think the mermaid is “it”. That fish will be hard to part with.

If I do lol

and the gnome? he is ok. needs to be bigger?

anyway. that was me, last night with some weird MTV show about Lindsay Lohan showing her cooter…. QUALITY TELEVISION.

are these ladies or little girls? hmmmm… that right there is wayyy tooo into my psyche.

Let’s stop at FEMALE.

So these are my Ladies. I did them yesterday. I have to say.

I LOOOOOVE THEM.

but with that said I could hate them tomorrow.

They are my egg ladies that symbolize a whole lots. Motherhood, babies, a third baby (???) eek!

you know… me stuff.

And other people’s “stuff” I am sure.

I think I might put them up on etsy. Or just ‘nuggle them at night some more. I don’t know.

Well here I am, gotta join all the bloggers out there. Let me point out: I AM NOT A WRITER.

So that alleviates me from any thing like misspelling and grammar and dots and dashes that aren’t supposed to be there. And I never know if the period goes inside the quote or not…. so there. Ha! Free of all that. I do have spell check, but man, can that put a damper on things too….

anyway. I am an artist. A mommy and a wifey. I am a grad of Art school and currently I teach homeschool art to wonderful homeschoolers of all over and create and well, PLAY. play play play allll day. I have two girls- one super smart one that makes me feel like I know nothing - 5 years. And a princess that walks around with a pink brush and does her hair at all hours and meals of the day going “how bout dis? is boo-tee-ful.” while wearing Cinderella dress number 256. She wears them out. She is going to be 3 soon. But thinks she is older. She doesn’t admit she is 3 usually.

So me.

Well I have painted and drew and created since forever. I have always been an artist of sorts. I started selling at 15/16 ish and well realized that it is something you can do “for real”. I took classes in figure drawing at art school on Saturdays for 3-6 hours, Loved it. I would bring them into high school to show off and well - I just ended up selling them for 50 a pop and that was the start of me thinking real people do this. I thought that you know only dead people in museums painted. WHILE DEAD. Just kidding. I don’t keno what I thought.

So I got a nice scholarship to art school and my mom said that I was crazy and that art is a disease and I went on my merry way. Figured out people there were like me and I wanted to like eat the place I loved it.

Then of course they boot you out when you take all the “requirements” for something. I hate that.

I then taught at the art museum. A few of them. It was fun, portraits and watercolors and then the hour was over and I was beat- went home and watched Oprah.

Then all of a sudden after thinking I could really truly have a baby- I got pg and everyone joked that that is what we all made in workshop! ahhhhh… still cracks me up. a baby. made in the art class. what a creation.

good times.

anyway.

So that April my big girl 5 year old came and I had to stop all this and freak out over mommyness and boobs and baby gear and parts I had that I didn’t know I had. Catholic school does not teach you the names of your “down below”…. and man! You need that info! So I got all dreamy with my new baby. Then another new baby- who was a little bit more of a handful and well, she might one day be telling YOU what to do and where to go. Lets leave it at that.

And so now…. this is getting long. I have been making stuff like nuts. Stuff for big mommies and daddy-mans and stuff for kids and well don’t give it to baby - small parts warning.

And here is where I guess I will post it all and write and not screw up something cuz my hubby did the nice DAISY THE DOE at the top there and oh boy. PRESSURE.

YAY! Got through my first post.

eek!

Melissa