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Viva BirdsEye!

I've been thinking lately, and my little hiatus from jewelry making has only affirmed my desire to design and create jewelry.  I miss it.  The longer my sad Etsy shop remains empty the more anxious I get.  Mainly because I worked hard at finding the ins and outs of Etsy, searching for the cheapest yet highest quality of metal, and don't even get me started on my research of oxidization....I have some new and fresh ideas, I've got to regroup and get back in there!

It really makes me happy when someone likes my stuff enough to buy it.  Its not about the money, (thankfully)  it really is about creating something that someone else likes just as much as me.  Brent always teases me because I tend to have the reaction of "oh, you like it? really?  have it. its yours." 

Making jewelry is more than that for me though, its kind of a reminder of who I was and who I am now.  wow, sorry to get all Emo on you but seriously back when I was just teenager Markelle, I wanted to create my own jewelry line and be a successful designer. 

So now when I find myself with so many other roles to maintain I enjoy playing out my adolescent dream.

why am I rambling about my fallen life's ambition? 

because sometimes it helps to talk, I mean write about it.  

and I also wanted to get any input I could on my business name...BirdsEye Jewelry

Is it a solid name?  I loved it at first because of the "eye" part.  It was about jewelry catching your eye. lame? and then paired with a peacock feather for the eye of the feather.  However now I feel like birds have become trendy and sometimes I think of the frozen vegetable brand in your local grocers freezer.

  

anyhoo, I don't hate the name I'm merely wondering what you all think. (all five of you)

If I did change it, I was thinking about something more classic like my name or some version of it.

 

as of late

gettin' new cheaters.(glasses)  the pair of us:)

moving around.  a lot.

learning our numbers.

shopping.  at Costco!

completing a tri.  first one.

getting bangs, with ombre highlights to follow.

being a snot nose.

pulling weeds.  ahhh summer.

naked bums!

falling asleep while reading.  the snoring gave him away.

and last but not least, getting an iphone.  in white.  seriously though, am I a little cooler now?  all photos taken via this beaut above. 

man cold

We're sick over here.  Every single one of us.

but apparently there are degrees of severity between us.

you guessed it, Brent's cold is the worst.

Let me tell you about last night.

Brent knows I hate when he takes NyQuil.  It makes me anxious when he is passed out unresponsive and lets face it, I'm jealous of his comatose state.

So last night wasn't fun, we all felt worse as the the night approached.  

Brent:  "yeah, I really don't feel good.  How are you feeling?"

me:  "not too bad."  

MY MISTAKE

He must have took that as a green light to take him some NyQuil...I didn't know though, so when he was unresponsive to all the moans, coughs, and sniffles I thought "come on, I've got up several times, its your turn."  but on one of my trips out of bed (yeah, it was a long night) I noticed an open cabinet and a medicine cup with the last remnants of already ingested NyQuil.  oooooh, hooo, hoo.  How dare he!  We were all sick...

Once morning came I didn't mind as much but during my sleepless night I was mad and rather irrational.  Don't worry about Brent though, he is redeeming himself right now by making me eggs.  hunched over, stuffy and all.  What a guy!

so enjoy this little clip from a MAN with a "man cold"

one of the many {interesting} conversations I have with Jack.

Me:  Sam, knock it off!

Jack:  what he do?

Me:  he licked me.

Jack:  he licked you where?  {sounding rather concerned}

Me:  my toe

Jack:  eeeeeww, gross.  I not lick your toe.

Me thinking:  hmmm, who's toe do you lick?

Jack:  I lick your face!

I didn't see that one coming.  darn I wish I did a better job at documenting all the awesome sayings, words, and phrases my little curly headed boys says.  because there really are some good ones.

actually, this one just popped into my head.  Jack told Brent the other day in a rather stern voice, "dad, say sorry to your honey!"  {but of course I like this one.}

aaand since we're here people; one more conversation.  {I know I said one.}

heading out the door to the doctors.
Jack: will I get a shot?  I like shots.

Me: maybe Jack, I just don't know.

 Jack:  I don't like shots.  Shots are kindaaa, are kinda pokey!

This boy

...is officially 6 months.

I say this because I found myself saying so a couple weeks too soon.  Why do I do that, do I really want him to age faster?  no. no I do not.

Trying to be more frugal, I decided to take my own "professional" pictures.  That's right, I just openly admitted that these pictures are my feeble attempt at taking descent frame worthy pictures.

However, I didn't give it my whole heart.  I waited too long and didn't get the perfect light, and yes I decided to take pictures of him after eating. anyone notice any peas? hope not.  I also should have put his cute shoes on because lets face it if we were really doing a shoot, he would have been wearing them.  alas, they were all the way upstairs.  Oh, and perhaps I should have swept a bit...wait, wait.  I just thought of one more reason confirming my lack of heart--I edited in picnik not photoshop.  'nuff said!

 apparently any joe schmo can make this kid cute.  I like him. alot.  Here's a few things I need to document:

(I gotta do it, sorry.)

He is Mr. grabby

looooves his johnny jump up

easy peasy

trying to roll over the other way

trying to sit up (looks like a crunch gone bad)

immediately grabs feet once socks are pulled off

has a fuzz head

zero teeth

and if he smiles big enough, you get the pleasure of seeing a dimple in his left cheek

and speaking of aging, here is what Miles will look like when he gets older. maybe.

  

yes. very pinterested.

I really want to get an invite and start "pinning" a.k.a organizing my bookmarks.  I think this idea is genius and seriously solves all of my bookmark woes...

two words.  visual bookmarks.

I suppose I could just browse others pin-boards and feel sorry for

myself.  That sounds fun too.

I am on their waiting list.  what? a waiting list?

actually, I think the problem is that they didn't forsee the instant popularity and aren't prepared for the high volume of users.  or maybe I'm just not cool enough.

Here check it out, if you haven't already.  I think its going to be big, like Facebook big. 

Well, maybe not THAT big.


Update: Yesterday I received an invitation.  I'm not sure if I waited it out or if some kind soul sent me an invite.  If so, thank you kind soul!