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craft, family fun, Heath, me
It has been brought to my attention that my shorter posts just aren’t cutting it. In my defense I have been reading therefore my presence in reality has been limited. Also, I wrote a post yesterday but it was so lame I could not bring myself to publish it! It needs to be revamped big time. Or maybe scrapped 
like this shirt. Wow. How do you like my first attempt at silk screening? No I was not drunk when I did this.
My hands are a little mangled from working on a headboard all day. But that really had nothing to do with this sad, sad attempt at creating a beachy scene. One can never have too many pajama shirts so here’s another one Gavin!
When my mom described the silk screening thingamabob she was thinking of getting the kids for Christmas, I thought it sounded great. It has taken me this long to finally get up the nerve to find a tutorial on YouTube. My practice attempts were so messy I almost quit right there. Then I thought I knew what I was doing. See what I get for thinking?
By the way, if you ever want to really feel bad about yourself, ask your child to take pictures of you. Gavin has been been a photographing fool today.
Besides a lot of pictures like this, we got a lot of extremely unflattering pictures. The kind that successfully shatter your every illusion that you are not as fat as you imagine! P.S. bonus points to those of you who can find the very long silver strand of hair running nearly the whole width of this picture. *sigh*
This project took place on our knees. Much of it on the hard tiled front entryway. Heath and I whined all day that we were too old and too fat for this project! But hey, at least I look young. Heath’s coworker saw me the other day and was surprised that I was so young. She honestly thought I was 28 or 29. That made my day. Heath said that people say he has a baby face. “A very fat baby face.” I asked, “Do they want your baby face to cry?”
Enough complaining. This is my favorite picture. How have we managed to stay happily married for nearly 12 years? We still kiss while we work on DIY projects together. I would say these projects that are often the downfall of many solid couples only bring us closer together. We love working together. We love dreaming together and then making those dreams come true. I know. Gag!
This is my other favorite picture. Gavin didn’t take this one though. Last night I was cranky because of the Clutter Monster taking over our house. The boys got their room all clean. Heath went upstairs, at his own risk, to deal with Gwen’s batting eyelashes in the midst of her outright defiance to cleaning (all week). He yelled down to Parker, “Put your toys away, they don’t belong there! Actually, that’s kind of cute. Wait just a minute. Your mom needs to see this!” It is cute so I got a picture. I love these reminders of their creative young minds.
My headboard is nearly finished. It looks awesome. I will have to post more on it later. For now, I hope this post will suffice. It’s not the most creative or funny thing I’ve ever written. It is real though. This is my life. Some days are definitely better than others in the “cutting it” department.
Thank you for listening to my whining and posting today. I was thinking I needed to put a photo on my facebook page but I don’t think I will have Gavin be the photographer. I do love the kiss though. The reality is if it looks like me I won’t like it.so I guess we will continue to go faceless on facebook for now.
The surgeon refused to do my knee replacement until I loose about 100 pounds so I guess I will be limping around the rest of my life. He is such a jerk. He did not even take time to get to know anything about me. I hate the assumption that if you are obese all you do all day is sit around watching TV and eating bon-bons and consuming tones of high calorie soft drinks and dinners are all big macs. None of that applies to me and I really resent it. Can you tell I am a bit upset? I have an appointment with a different surgeon in a couple of weeks and we will go from there.
Thanks for taking my mind off my troubles with you post.
Hi Tristan,
I like shorter posts. They allow me to visit more blogs. For the last week or so, I’ve been learning about and practicing writing flash fiction, so I’ve allowed my Reader to become unmanageable again. I hate when that happens. On my blog, I try to keep the posts in the 400-500 word range, and I’m usually successful. Today, I failed miserably and ended up with over twice that word count. I had been working on it since last week and each day I left it, it felt lame, just like you felt about your unposted post. I don’t think that it’s lame now that it’s finished, so there’s hope.
Oh my, I must still be in writing mode because I’ve only addressed your first three sentences. At this rate, my comment will be longer than your post! Do you do that? Comment in sections? I do, when the post is about more than one thing.
You know I love your craftiness, Tristan, but that silk screen design… Well…
Okay, half way through and I’ve finally made the connection with the title of the post. I’m slow on the uptake sometimes, you know.
The kissing photo is sweet, but doesn’t all of that smooching get in the way of measuring twice before cutting? My ADD comes out during projects like that, so I measure about a half dozen times.
Seems to me that you guys are cutting it just fine.
Hi Ray,
What is flash fiction? Sounds interesting. Heath has been learning about how to tell a story with video so we’ve been trying to come up with a fun Lego video idea. I would love to have an hour to myself to sit down and make a really cool video of the new headboard. So far my days have not gone as planned and that time has not come.
Only 400-500 words? Me, I tend to write War and Peace length posts on a regular basis. I read your post but declined to respond since I’m one of the oblivious people you talked about (a la Sarah Palin) and what’s worse is right now I prefer the ostrich approach to most current events. Aw cwap! I just responded to your post on my own post! Nice.
Your comments always make me smile. You don’t like the silk screened beach blobs huh? The sun and the dolphin smeared pretty badly. I will have to try try try again.
I measure a lot too because I am not a visual thinker. When I think measuring once is enough I usually regret it. The smooch was well timed though. Everything had already been measured. We were just stapling fabric onto the board.
Hi Tristan,
Flash fiction is usually confined to a range of 300 – 1,000 words. The interesting thing about it is that it must be a complete story — with a beginning, middle, and end, so selecting the right words becomes even more important than in normal fiction. Also, it usually has a twist at the end. I’ve heard of it before, but didn’t become interested until I read this:
http://www.weaponizer.co.uk/onearticle.php?category=flashfic&articleid=258
It’s only 400 words, but it packs a punch. I want to do that. I was so excited that I wrote an email to the British author to let him know my reaction to it. He even responded.
Aw, pooh. There’s plenty that you could say on that post. You could have used what you’ve written here, or you could have commented on the overall brilliance of the writing. See, there are always options. LOL