Sew Thus is Life...

This is just a little blurb. a little ditty of the sunshine in my life that blossomed 10 minutes ago. My co-workers will still hate me for it but I DON'T CARE! I have the best visual execution my boss's boss and her boss have ever seen. Point. Blank. Period. BOOM! In retail its not often the workers get the praise they deserve. Self serving managers and corporate entities only care about themselves and the bottom line and less about the development of their key people. I've been fortunate at my current stint of employment to have had 2 managers that do support my wishes and career aspirations, both in and out of retail. At this juncture in my life, I'm not abhorring the idea of a retail career but it has to be the right fit. And while I love the people I work with, the hours and pay don't always match my level of dedication. So I fell back. Because why bother right? Well,  because my parents always told me to do things with integrity, and to the best of my ability...

Lord... I miss posting. It's embarrassing how long its been, but nevertheless I feel now's as good as time as ever to begin again. I'm realizing in my older age that I must have some form of ADD because my mind hops from project to project and I'm lucky if anything I'm NOT getting paid for gets finished. Like the laundry on my living room floor that was abandoned for curtains that I didn't buy to pick out paint for all the open contractors white walls, and OOOooooOO Pinterest!!! Pinterest is the root of my problems. I have no money for the problems Pinterest causes. It made me look for another job. No lie. I need more money for all this DIYing I plan to do now. Seriously. One thing I realized via Pinterest is just how 1996 my house (yay we survived the first year!) really is. I mean oak and brass is still lingering in about 50% of my home in the form of 14 doorknobs and my entire kitchen's cabinetry and banisters. If glitter is the herpes or cra...

I was going to make up some kitschy  title but its 2 am and my brain isn't working that hard after the rough night I had. But as I sit here in my dark (save for Christmas lights) house, I do have quite a bit to feel blessed for, despite all my self loathing I've been in lately. After an unfortunate text exchange and crying session. I washed a load of sheets and coming up from the basement realized how warm, cozy and pretty all the lights I had plugged in and blinking really were (all you Christmas lights haters can kick rocks. they're awesome). Its my first Christmas in the new house and hubby and I really have managed to make it look like a home that's been lived in for 6 years, not 6 months. Its warm and inviting (so inviting people tend to pass out and not want to leave, but it's a peeve I'm working on :-P). I have all my gifts wrapped and ready and I'm excited for the family dinner with his parents tonight and my family tomorrow on Christmas Day, even as...

According to my husband, I'm going through a quarter- life crisis. (2 years early). I'm having problems finding solace in where my career and work life are heading, and where I want it to be. I don't remember if I discussed it here, but back around my birthday in October I forfeited my only vacation (and the first as a married woman) for a big job interview, that ended up not materializing into the dream job I have been praying for. It left me pretty broken, because I had spent about a month going through the motions, gave up my vacay, and took off work (who were all too happy to put me back on the schedule). It left me broken as a wife because I have a strong sense of marital duty, and while I'm on my way to being a great housewife, its not how I envisioned my life. Much of American society functions off of dual incomes and I didn't see me as being any different. I WANT to pay the mortgage, or at least all of the utilities and shared resources. That's is nowher...

I've worked in retail since I was 17. It started off as an easy summer gig. Fast forward to last January. I had been applying to various design jobs following my graduation in December. One by one each opening was filled, and I wasn't the one filling it. Not wanting to be a freeloader to my parents, and wanting to prove myself not lazy to my boyfriend, I relented and picked up two retail jobs. According to the Bureau of Labor Statistics , the majority of new jobs created come the retail industry. In August alone 44,000 of the 169,000 jobs created were in retail. That's 26%! Unfortunately, most people lose their humanity when they come to shop. In my experience, department stores have it the worse. I work both at a department store and a mid range boutique chain and I leave the department store hating life every night I work there. Customers often take advantage of the cliche "the customer is always right", then wonder why the cashier is rude. So to save us fro...

As you may or may not know, I got married a month ago to my unlikely bff and true love. (unlikely if you knew either of us in high school) Its been equal parts of magical and maddening.  He is my bug- killing knight in loungewear glory, he adores my cooking and finds me to be a distraction. In truth (and this is in NO WAY negative) I find marriage and cohabitation to be my distraction. What I have found is over the last 9 months, I've spent more time cooking and decorating than sewing. I miss it. I finally got all my sewing things moved over to the new house, but my basement studio is currently being overrun by scary basement creatures like various kinds of crickets and long legged centipede things (the latter give me nightmares), and so I'm somewhat refusing to be downstairs alone. My new haven is my wonderfully small, bright orange kitchen. Even though this is not a food blog, I do keep a recipes tab so I'll try to get some of my latest creations up. I've almost mas...

I kinda imagined my wedding entrance like this. It wasn't. But it wasn't any less magical or special. And I kinda just love that song. Two weeks (and a few days ago) I married the love of my life in an intimate "surprise" wedding at our new home. It was a total blast cramming 90.5 people in our tiny 3- bedroom townhome but we made it work. As I described it to my girlfriends, marriage has been a "perpetual sleepover". Here's a few snapshots of our special day: packed in like sardines! the boys daddys girl WE'S MARRIED! with my pastor my parents. owe them everything food! that hubby got none of because he procrastinated around Black folk. partygoers on the deck If I could do it all over I honestly can say I wouldn't change a flipping thing. It was perfect, a little off color (just like us) and just makes for a great story down the road. Now the goal is to finish moving the stragg...