Monday, May 24, 2010

Projects for the Summer





Silverware hooks for my scarves.





Cork board with gold frame.





Chalkboard painted labels for my craft supplies.




Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Grow your own best friend doll....

Sometimes I think thats who I was to my Mom. I was here perfect best friend and she was mine. She raised me to be a person that she could always (well almost always) get along with. I imagine that a daughter is pretty much that to her mother. Or at least thats what our relationship was. We didn't have the same personalities, but we definitely complimented each other. I was a little more straight laced and serious and she was a bit crazy and outgoing. It worked perfectly for us. Plus we loved to do all the same things. We had the same hobbies and interests. We both loved Art and Crafts and thift stores and even the same music. We had the same style in clothes, in house stuff, and even the same taste in food. So it was always so easy to hang out with each other because I had the perfect person to drag with me whenever I wanted to do something.

Wierdly, not being able to go shopping together makes me not even enjoy shopping as much....and that is really one of my favorite things to do. We always spent so much time together. I get sad at the littlest things. Like the fact that we would buy matching clothes sometimes. Or watching CSI together. I have no one to do that with anymore. Everytime I do something or see something that reminds me of her I just get so choked up. I tear up countless times during the day. Sometimes when a certain show comes on the tv or when I at the store shopping for something. Or just a thought that reminds me of her. I completely lose it. I dont know how to handle this anymore.

On Mothers Day was the first time I had been to the cemetery. It was really surreal, I mean I know that she is gone, but its was one of those moments that is so definitive. It really put things into perspective. I havent been able to talk to anyone about how Im feeling. If I even try to say one word. It just doesnt even come out because I cant breath, my throat just stops working and no words even come out.