The Chronicles of a SAHM

Conference, Clothes, and Cards

2009-07-12T15:18:00.010-05:00

I'm going to let you in on a little known fact...(I have been to Blogher)

Yeah, I barely had even started blogging, and I heard about a blogging conference at Navy Pier. I asked Husband if I should go...he said sure...so I went.

I. WAS. CLUELESS...but I went.

So there I am...little ole me walking into the big blogging conference. Who sits down next to me (I kid you not, in at least three of the sessions) Bossy. At the time...not only did I have no idea who she was...but at one point, I thought she was stalking me (no, Bossy was certainly not stalking me...she stalks John Cusack fer Chris'sake)

Who else did I plop myself next to? Rocks in My Dryer Shannon. She dumped a TON of info on me, she is a smart cookie.

I did not keep in touch with them. I didn't know that blogging is about networking. I didn't know anything about blogging AT all. (I did however, by complete dumb luck, meet and keep in touch with Formerly Gracie...yay! I wish she was going to Blogher this year.)

Flash forward to now. Blogher is in Chicago! This time...I have a CLUE (at least I think I do;)

I had to think about that first Blogher, because I have spent way too much time sweating what I'm going to wear:P I did go shoe shopping this weekend (success=not). Now I realize...at night, I'll be wearing hot jeans, a cute top, and black patent stilettos. You know what else...during the day, I'll be wearing hot jeans, my favorite Nocona cowboy boots (hot and comfy) a cute top, and I'll probably top it off with a sassy jacket (it's cold in those hotels).

So...if the crowd goes dressy, I may pop in at home and switch out the jeans for a little pencil skirt, or dress...I don't have to pack, so I can play that by ear a bit. I'm just done thinking about it:P (and so lucky I don't have to pack)

I just can't wait for Blogher! If I can give you one little piece of advice from my doe eyed, newbie at her first conference experience...it would be...Get business cards made.

Seriously. Just get your name, and your url on a white card. You will be SO glad you did. Go to Kinko's, order from Zazzle...whatever. Would you like to see mine? I love how they turned out...hold on...I'll run take a pic...(sing the Jeopardy theme song while I'm gone....lo, lo, lo, lo, lo, lo, lo...)

OK...that took longer than I thought (truth be told...I'm watching a cheesy show Maneater with Sarah Chalke...cheese:P)...any way...here is my business card...
Don't you love 'em?!? I LOVE 'em! Illustration on front...business on back...cute and to the point;)

Now it's roll call...who's going to Blogher? Show of hands...and what'cha wearing?;)

Shake Shake Shake

2009-07-09T18:31:00.005-05:00

I don't know what it is about this video that makes me chuckle...

Is it the fact that The Little Man is running around in a pirate hat and his widgie? Possibly.

Is it the fact that Miss Peach is wearing her pearls, a huge t-shirt and cowboy boots? Maybe.

Could it be that they never stop shaking the shakers? I don't know.

Might be 'cause they're my kiddos, and they just crack me up;P

Remembering

2009-07-07T21:27:00.003-05:00

How weird was today? Yes I totally watched the Staple Center Memorial for Micheal Jackson. Wow...is about all I can say.

A few folks have asked me if I was an MJ fan. You know...I had to think for a moment. Truth is...he is the soundtrack to a LARGE part of my life. I think about it, and realize that even though I don't own any of his music...I can sing (almost word for word) every song he ever sang. It's crazy...Who doesn't know all of his songs?

I totally remember being a small town girl (living on a farm in the middle of nowhere) watching the awards show when he first moon walked across the stage. All of us little farm kids went to school the next day and tried (pathetically) to do it ourselves. At the time...it was the BIGGEST deal ever...and I still remember it today.

Oddly enough...I married a man with no pop culture knowledge whatsoever. I kid you not....I was watching the Dateline special last night about the making of Thriller. Husband sat down for a moment, watched, and then said "I didn't know Thriller was about zombies."

Ummmm....what!

Yes, my peeps...I married the ONLY man on earth who has not seen Thriller...EVER! I swear to you right now he is a martian!

It really was amazing when they showed the shots of people around the world watching the memorial...I mean we are talking all over the world. This was a huge deal...and I'll tell you what, I was bawling like a little baby when Brooke Shields gave her speech. I got it back together, and then his little girl stepped to the microphone...hello gushing tears. How heart wrenching was that?

Lordy...what a weird sad day...

Back Together Again

2009-07-06T16:04:00.004-05:00

Did you hear that...

Listen closely...

Yep...that's my deep sigh of relief...(SIGH)

The hardwood floor in the basement is finished, and everything in my house has been put back in place...thank goodness:)Now if I can just get rid of the piles of carpet on the patio...all will be well...

Living Through Rehab

2009-07-01T21:13:00.005-05:00

Remember my lovely minimalist town home? Currently, it is a house of CHAOS! I have completely lost control...

Long story short...we are putting hardwood floors in the basement. There was just no waiting. The carpet that was down there...had nastiness growing in it:P (you don't even want to know, I'm talking dogs and cats making contributions)

I had NO idea how loud it was to put down the sub floor! They actually use shot gun shells to get the plywood attached to the concrete:O It sounds like a shoot out in my basement (I am sure the neighbors LOVE it...not:P)
Look at the mess that is the family room...where did my tidy little family room go?

Think that is bad...check out my dining room...Yeah, that's basically where most of the stuff from the basement is...I am so out of sorts over the state of our home:(

Oh, and in case you were wondering why we are having a cold and rainy week...Yeah...it's because I have a leather couch, wrapped in plastic, sitting on my patio table:P

Just look at all that nasty carpet...I can't wait until it's gone.

What are you doing for the 4th? It's gotta be better than mine;)

That's Me!

2009-06-29T21:47:00.005-05:00

Can I tell you, I have been spending the last few days without Internet:O Crazy...right!?! I'm losing it...

I can't believe I totally forgot to let you all know I did my Momversation guest spot. Here it is...

It was really fun doing the show! They really do a great job with this webisode format.

My main goal was not to look, or sound like an idiot:P I think I managed to do that;)

In my imaginary world they LOVED me, and decided to make me a regular panelist...too bad we can't carry that over to the REAL world...

How'd I do?

*On a completely unrelated note...will someone PLEASE follow me on the Blogger follow me link in the footer? (I'm at 99, and it's driving me nuts!)

Chicago Flash Mob Dance!

2009-06-27T23:01:00.006-05:00

I learned SO much on this project...Had to do over (it wouldn't surprise me if I tried to organize another one, just to do...no commercial submission), I would do it inside, and hijack the PA system. Sound on this kind of thing needs to be LOUD. I also think if we had about 20 more dancers, it really would have popped.

That said, the folks who showed up, really did deliver. (Keep in mind, I don't know ANY of this people) This was all organized online.

Here it is...

I've said it before, and I'll say it again...editing is my ace in the hole (post production is God)!

Yes...we got the footage we needed (and edited) for our commercial submission. I will be putting that here in about a week. I really like how it turned out...I think we got lucky:P

Running to the Altar (part II)

2009-06-24T21:22:00.007-05:00

What to blog about...what to blog about? I can't believe NONE of you asked about the 20 miler double back up a canyon...anybody want to hear that one? No...OK...

I'm just messing with you. I told you it was part I:P

So...it was a cold day in December...I'm running through the under pass, and who comes towards me? Husband.

We were both nervous. He didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to say. He had tried to call me once when I got back, and I basically told him that he had "ripped out my heart" and that "I wasn't interested in being friends with him". (I had to stick to my guns on that one. The idea of standing by and watching him move on, was something I could not do.)

So, there we were, standing on the snowy path...both of us looking down...not knowing what to say. Dammit! I was still attracted to him (I hated that!).

Finally...he asked me if he could email me. I said that he could...but he better make it a good one.

I don't know if it was a mistake (obviously it wasn't, 'cause I'm married to him with two kiddos), but I beat him back from the run, and I called him to leave a message. Would you believe in all of the misery and moving on after our break up, I NEVER called him. I never drunk dialed him...not even once!

Yet six months later, after seeing him on the trail...I called him and simply left the message "Hey, it was good seeing you out there today." I kid you not...the man still has that saved on his phone today. According to him "that was the moment he knew he was going to get me back."

I'll be the first to tell you...I did not make getting back together with me easy. I continued to date other guys (I told him I'd put him back into the rotation;P) He came back guns a blazin'! Think Big in the SATC movie. I'm telling you, he poured his heart out in emails to me.

Basically, it came down to me doing a whole lot of soul searching. I could either NOT forgive him, move on with my life, and always wonder "what if"...or, I could forgive him, and make a go of it. He was all about getting married at this point, "he knew he had made a mistake" and didn't want to loose me again. (I think the Italian guy I was dating made him nervous, it should have...he was hot!).

Fast forward to Valentine's Day. He took me to Ambria (which then was one of the most expensive restaurants in town). We got to our table, and he hustled off to the bathroom, sweating. The couple next to me was having an argument, she had wanted a ring, and he had not delivered (I am NOT making that up!)

No sooner had that started, did Husband come tearing around the corner with fear. in. his. eyes. He hit his knee at the table, and pulled out the Tiffany's box (I need to interject here to tell you that the OTHER Tiffany's ring was buried in my closet, and haunted me like the Tell Tale Heart. I finally sold it at a second hand jewelry store...what else was I gonna do with it?)

Yes, Husband had not only gone out and bought ANOTHER Tiffany's ring...but he did the right thing, and doubled that carat count;)

"Willyoumarryme?"

This is a man who gives speeches to shareholders, and board members without any nerves at all, and yet...this clearly had him extremely worked up. I really don't think he knew whether or not I was going to say yes...

Not to mention the fact that the couple next to us probably broke up over the fact that I got the ring, and she didn't. (It was my turn sister...so my turn)

Running to the Altar (part I)

2009-06-23T21:49:00.008-05:00

Oh, do you really want to hear this story? Really? I don't even know where to start...

Husband and I dated forEVER. It got to the point where, every gift giving holiday, I would hope for the ring. Then, when it didn't come...I'd be all bummed out:( Don't get me wrong, Husband wasn't a bad guy...he was just a guy, ya know...clueless.

He took me to St. Barts on my Birthday...no ring. We ate at an insanely expensive restaurant on my 30th...no ring. Christmas' came and went...no ring. I would say the last three years of the eight year relationship...I. WANTED. A. RING.

Well, you guessed it...instead of a ring, he dumped me:O I. WAS. A. MESS! So much of a mess, that I packed up my apartment, took a leave of absence from my trading gig, threw my cat in my Moms car, and moved my butt to Denver to live with the Bro for a while.

I know some folks drown themselves in Ben & Jerry's after a big break up...me, I ran up mountains. I joined the craziest group of runners I've ever met. So crazy, that we were jumping fences of high school tracks at 5am to run laps! Seriously...ask me to tell you the story about the 20 miler double back up a canyon...really.

I'm out in Denver beating myself into a running stupor...when who should fly out and drop the Tiffany's ring on me...you guessed it...Husband...but that is NOT the happy ending (shaking my head).

No sooner did he get back on the plane and land in Chicago (I stayed in Denver to pack up)...did he call me and say "I can't go through with it." Hello mess! I was a big 'ole bucket of messity, mess, mess, mess. I had just bought all of the Bride magazines to start looking at dresses. I kid you not...I walked outside...an tossed all of them in the dumpster outside The Bro's pad. Oh, what a sad cat I was...

You with me so far? I waited for a ring...got dumped...moved to Denver...got proposed to...then got dumped again. Yeah, you could say it was a long month:P

ALL I did that summer was run. I ran up mountains, I ran down mountains, I did sprints on tracks, I ran in downtown Denver, I ran on trails with Olympic athletes (talk about feeling slow)...My theory has always been pick one and work on it (meaning personal, professional, or physical). My personal life was shattered, my professional life was on hold...I felt like all I could control was physical...and it's all I did. I became a marathon training machine.

Months went by, and I had to get back to Chicago to run the big race. I packed up and made tracks to the big city. I will never forget how I felt driving up Lake Shore Drive heading to my apartment...coming home was a great feeling. The city that was the mess I had to run from...now just felt like home.

I moved on with my life when I got back....ran my race (rocked it)...dated (that was bizarre). Deep down inside, I remember waiting outside my apartment for nameless dates and comparing them all to Husband. I never wanted to admit to myself I was doing it...but I was (made me so mad).

One thing about Chicago that always amazes me, you NEVER run into people. I kid you not, I lived blocks away from Husband...and we never ran into each other. Crazy...right?

I'd say a good six months had gone by since the big break up. I was dating a couple guys (one a crazy ex boyfriend from college, the other an Italian guy who spent half his time in Chicago). Truth is...I was just dating to be dating. I didn't want to be bitter dumped girl (which is what I was:P)

Who do I see one cold day in December, coming right towards me, on the running path? Husband. That man...my heart skipped...

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Good Lord this story is long! Come back tom. and I'll finish it up for you. Oh, and the count on the Flash Dance is over 40!!! We are so a go for Friday:O

The Good...The Bad...No Ugly

2009-06-22T21:20:00.004-05:00

I feel like I owe you all some updates...I suppose I got some good news...I got some bad news:P

The good news. Our commercial submission made the final round!!! Yay...how cool is that? They will be announcing the winner on June 30. So keep your fingers crossed, and if you feel like clicking the fifth star on YouTube...that'd be great too (but'cha don't have to)

Now then...the not exactly bad news, but not so good news...The Flash Dance is proving to be quite a challenge:( It seems if I can get the dancers there, I can't get the camera men there...if I can get the camera men there, I can't get the dancers there:P We were going to go for Tues. Now, I have changed it to Friday at 5:30.

Bottom line, if I don't get at least 25 confirmed "yes", we are not a go:( It really bums me out, and quite frankly...I don't know what else I can do. Send good vibes for Friday. Hopefully at 5:30, we will be filming a choreographed routine downtown...Bah!

Call the Fireman...

2009-06-21T21:42:00.001-05:00

Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.

I Live on Mars

2009-06-18T21:19:00.006-05:00

I would think that for most people, going to Target...is not that big of a deal. For me, it's a bit of a production...

For one thing, I never go there (maybe a handful of times a year). It's not that I don't think it's a great store...it is. Thing is, there are only a handful of them in the city...and the one anywhere close to my 'hood, isn't really very good:P

Today, I map quested my way to the closest Target Greatland (in the suburbs). I don't mind going to the 'burbs (especially since we now have the highest taxes in the country...boo Cook County Board). Now then, no matter how confident I am...no matter how much I think I know where I am going...I always get lost in the suburbs:P

Today, was no exception. I headed down Willow thought I had gone to far...turned around...headed back on Willow...came back to the expressway...turned around again...and on, and on. Finally, I saw a mailman...score!

I flagged him down, he got out of his truck to help me...Holy HOT mailman Batman! We are talking mailman shorts and t-shirt...just a big 'ole bucket of hotness! Now, I don't have a thing for mailmen or anything...It's just, to my knowledge, we don't have hot mailmen in The Big City (at least I've never seen them)...Yes, hot mailman knew where the Target was (Yay!)

So, the kidlets and I pack into a cart and head into the store. Now, remember, I'm spending my $500 Target gift card that I won from my little Momversation contest. Can I tell you...I bought so much stuff...Miss Peach kept saying "This is the best day ever!" Just because Mommy said "yes" to everything.

This kiddo isn't aware she's cute...not!

I swear to you...bags and bags of clothes for the kiddos, an ipod for me, swimming suits for everyone (me included), jammies, a pool...The bill $250! I only spent half of the card...how crazy is that!

I swear to you...I am a Martian...most people just swing by Target on the way home...right?

Sweet Home Alabama

2009-06-16T21:31:00.004-05:00

Was I the only one watching Sweet Home Alabama tonight? (I think it was on TNT...or something?) Anyway, this show brings back a funny memory...

Waaay back in the dark ages, Husband and I had a HUGE break up...HUGE. He proposed (with the Tiffany's ring) then, he broke up with me:...( I. WAS. A. MESS!

I closed up my single girl apartment in Chicago, quit my job, loaded up my cat (in my Mom's car) and drove to Denver to live with my Bro. I just had to get away.

The Bro and his friend Brennan became my babysitters. They MADE me get out every day. After dragging me out to dinner, they insisted on taking me to a movie. You guessed it...they took me to see Sweet Home Alabama. Great idea...NOT.

If you haven't seen the movie, there is a scene where Patrick Dempsey takes Reese Witherspoon to Tiffany's and drops to one knee to propose. I became a bawling, babbling puddle on the floor of the theater.

I can laugh about it now...at the time...oh my mess! The guys didn't know whether to pat me on the back, or just watch the movie and pretend I wasn't falling apart. God bless 'em for trying...they really were in over their heads;)

Face Painting Project

2009-06-14T20:01:00.009-05:00

Oh my patient ones...here is our commercial submission...

Remember the face painting project...well, this is what it was for. Skinit.com is running a contest. Shoot a commercial for their product (skins for your electronic device). The Bro came up with a general idea...I fine tuned it, cast the commercial, found a face painter, found a voice over guy, produced the project...you'd be amazed what can be done when your bro is a professional editor...

What do you think? No, you don't have to vote, no you don't have to do anything, just thought I'd show you what we've been working on...(If you want to comment, or ckick on the fifth star, that's cool...but you don't have to:) If you want to, all you have to do is click the You Tube link and log in...again, you don't have to). Oh, fwiw...the winning commercial gets $10,000...Go Warden!

Now, if I can just get about 100 dancers downtown to dance a routine...all will be well:O

Where's Warden?

2009-06-12T10:42:00.006-05:00

Busy, busy, busy...

Update: Chicago Flash Dance-Check out the site I put together...Here
I have music, and dance routine break down so far. (figured out video editing on the hop yesterday:P)
It's looking like we will be doing this downtown...shooting for the last week in June.

Now then...I am going to be buried in Illustrator all weekend...work, work, work...

What are you doing this weekend?

Flash Dance

2009-06-10T21:28:00.005-05:00

Some of you may have noticed me babbling around the micro-blogosphere like a chicken with my head cut off. Here is my deal...

For reasons I can not explain...yet, I have to put on a Flash Mob Dance in Downtown Chicago. What is a Flash Mob Dance...you ask? This...

It's really fun, and really cool! If I had...oh, I don't know...maybe ONE dance connection, I might feel confident I could pull this off:P Can you spell S-C-A-R-E-D?

I never thought I'd type this...but God bless Craig's List. Chicago dancers have been coming out of the woodwork to help (apparently this Flash Dance has reached cult status in the dance community). So, the goal...get about 100 dancers to converge on a downtown plaza, nail a choreographed routine, and then walk away like nothing happened. Easy/peasy...not:P

I can't tell you why we are doing it (no, it has nothing to do with the face painting project). I can tell you...if we pull this off...it will be totally cool!

Ya with me...ya against me? Can I pull this off?

I'm Keeping Him...

2009-06-09T08:49:00.001-05:00

Me: "Does it look like I've gained weight?"

Husband: (without missing a beat) "Not at all honey. In fact, since you started swimming, I'd say you've lost a couple pounds. You're looking hot!"

Don't know if it's true...but it's a good answer;)

Mom Takes on the World

2009-06-07T16:37:00.007-05:00

The bro and I have started a little side project. It's kinda fun...and possibly profitable:)

Remember when we entered the Dorito's Superbowl Commercial Contest? Well, we have decided to try our hand at some smaller commercial contests and see if we can win one. Soooo...we shot our first one this weekend!

I kind of took on the role of producer of the project. Meaning, I had to line up the talent, and make sure the gig went smoothly. I can be pretty darn organized when I want to be;) For this one...the success of the project really hinged on finding a rocking face painter (yes, I said face painter)...you know me...I did.

I'm not going to go into detail about the idea for the commercial...I'll show it to you once it is submitted. I will show you some pics of the shoot though:)This is Tom...our face painter...He nailed this project!How awesome is this one!?! I can't believe he free hand painted that in like 20 minutes...it was my favorite.These are all the actors for the shoot. I really think it's going to come together well. The Bro is editing on Monday. I'll be dropping in midway through...

Why am I not editing with him...you ask? I will be shooting a dancer who has choreographed a dance number for our next project. (Wait...did she just say choreographed a dance?)

Yes, I did...Aren't you just dieing to know what that is?

Head Over Heels

2009-06-04T16:47:00.005-05:00

The CDC published the results of a study, in which it found that more than 86,000 people are injured each year in falls after tripping over their pets.

One would think that 20lbs of cat would be easy to miss...and yet...I am always tripping over Mr. Joe. I think he's out to get me...

Just Because (fun with Journey)

2009-06-03T15:41:00.006-05:00

I was sitting, drying my hair at the health club today...when a girl walked by me. I could hear Don't Stop Believing blaring on her Ipod. Can I tell you...it was all I could do, not to hop up on my chair and bust out that song (loudly and badly).

Back when I was an obnoxious high school girl, my older brother would cruise me around in his red Pontiac Fiero (which was at the time, a really cool car nicknamed the fiery O). Anytime we would come to a stop at a streetlight...I would CRANK whatever cheesy song was on the radio, and bust. it. OUT. For some odd reason, bad Whitney Houstan songs come to mind (I Wanna Dance With Somebody, for example). Anyway, I did this just to embarrass him.

I don't bust out songs so much anymore...unless I'm on the ski slopes. Then, I'm right back to loudly, and badly belting out songs (as if Vail was my own personal karaoke bar).

So...in the spirit of older brothers, ski slopes, and vlogging...Here ya' go...

I guess you can say that Photo Booth and I have made up;P (Is it sad that I crack myself up...I need friends)

Proof

2009-06-01T22:10:00.007-05:00

OK, I'm thinking after yesterday's post, you all are thinking I live in a clean minimalist paradise. Not exactly true:P I really strive for minimalism. That said, many days, our place looks like a bomb went off!Here is the living room on a good day. I don't like the colors, but I don't have time to paint...so for now, the color stays:P
Same room, different angle. I do love this room. I like furniture where you can see the floor under it (as long as nothing is there). I also LOVE the coffee table:) I think that's Ellen on the TV (showing a large man dancing)...I watch that when I blog design...(Ellen, not really large men dancing)
Just to prove, I'm not a total tightwad...here is the basement. Husband is a book junky. I let him have the built in (see...I can bend). Notice the stickers on the patio window...those things are like a virus...I just can't get rid of 'em!

On a totally unrelated note...am I the only one who watched I'm a Celebrity...blah, blah, blah? What a train wreck that show was:P Like if Fear Factor and Survivor had a really boring baby...pointless...

To Each His Own

2009-05-31T22:32:00.005-05:00

Scene: (in the car with Husband, Mother In Law, kiddos in car seats sleeping, and I)

MIL: (looking at The New York Times Magazine) "Did you see this awful house some architect designed? What is that look where there is nowhere to sit, and nothing on the walls, and no books on the bookshelves...What's that awful design called?"*

Me: "Home:)"

*The word she was actually looking for was "Minimalism". I studied it in design school the second time around....LOVE it. I strive for it in our town home.

My Mother In Law is the type of woman where no wall is left uncovered, and books/magazines/newspapers are never thrown out. (So nothing wrong with that...I just have an irrational fear of stuff) It is a TON of work when the kiddos are there, so many chatzkies for them to break:O I guess you'd say we are opposites;)

The Real Housewives of Chicago

2009-05-29T09:02:00.007-05:00

Let me start by saying...I didn't totally watch The Real Housewives series. I think I have seen just about the whole Real Housewives of New York in reruns on Bravo. Now, be sure to tell me if I got it wrong here...these women are horrible, HORRIBLE people!

I don't know any of their names. I do know that two of them got in a battle over playing doubles tennis...they play...and they both suck (I would have LOVED to whale on them both):P One of them is a Countess, and she is rude, and self centered, oh...and she's the one who wrote a book on etiquette (perhaps she will read it). Then there was another who went out and spent $16,000 on a purse...I don't know if I would ever be able to do that...even if I could afford it (which I sooooo can't) There is one girl who I didn't think was so horrible (the single girl writing some sort of diet fitness book). Other than that...the whole series followed these awful women, around their self centered, over privileged lives, as they figure out new ways to be cruel to each other.

Again...I have never seen the Orange County version, or the Atlanta version (they did Atlanta right?), or the New Jersey Version...Now, they are holding casting for the Chicago version.

My question is (this is assuming all the other casts were as horrible as the New York cast)...Why would anyone want to be a part of this show? Is it that you are so horrible, that these women didn't seem horrible to you? Do you have to be so self absorbed, that you don't even realize it's a bad thing? I am both fascinated and perplexed all at the same time...

I'm not naive here...I gotta think we have some horrible people in Chicago that would be thrilled to have cameras follow them around as they do and say awful things about each other. Needless to say...I don't run in that crowd.

There's a tiny (really...teeny tiny) piece of me that wants to create an awful, bitchy, self absorbed version of myself and go to tryouts (Let's face it, the reality is...I work way to hard for my money to be one of these ladies. Do you know how many blogs I'd have to design to buy a $16,000 purse?!?);P Not that I would ever want to be part of the show...I'm just one of the many people, slowing down to look at the car wreck...as I drive by...

Mommy Moment

2009-05-27T21:14:00.001-05:00

Sometimes...they actually like each other;)

Ask, and Ye Shall Receive...

2009-05-25T22:04:00.007-05:00

OK, since I got more than one request for pics of the wedding dress (when it fit)...here ya go...This is me with my niece...(did I mention I LOVED the bouquet as well...LOVED) The thing about the dress, the little details were lovely. Loved the ribbing in the bodice...
It really was quite a simple design. The fact that it was made for me, meant it fit like a glove...a lovely white wedding glove;)
I had to show the back as well (before the rib cage expanded:P) It had just a pinch of flounce in the back with a train that pinned up after the ceremony. (Notice the female judge that married us...she was on the short list for the next supreme court justice...very cool lady!)

One last shot for you...We were married on the top of a building that overlooked Grant Park. The view was AMAZING...plus, we were lucky enough to have the most beautiful night of the summer. Knowing Chicago weather...we were really lucky:)

Now you know...