slipped my mind

whilst caught up in a big ole case of the oh-poor-mes i forgot to share some good news. we launched our new heart line. it's pretty darn cute, if i don't say so myself. hope you agree. oh, and tell all your friends. hey, tell strangers for that matter.

ps. i can't take credit for these polaroids. given props to my girl chloe.

very quietly

first. thank you so much for all of your sweet emails and comments. it's so nice to know i am not alone, especially when it often times feels like i am. apparently, lots of us have yucky stuff going on. i'm not the only one (yes, i have a touch of the "i think the world revolves around me" syndrome . . . actually it may be more than a touch)

oh, and i very quietly opened my shop today.
testing the waters.
let me know what you think.
are there any photos here that you think i need to add?

ps. a fun saturday with this little lady for her ysl project inspired me to do it.

balloons still make me smile

so i am officially surrendering to 2009. i know it is a bit early, but i feel like i have no choice. i fought the good fight, but i think it is going to win, so instead of continuing to fight i will conserve my strength for 2010. i won't go into the ins and outs of it, but generally things have been kinda sucky and i haven't felt like myself in months. and that's sucky because i usually like myself, but this person-- me no likey AT ALL. i didn't celebrate my birthday. i didn't feel like it. so there. take that 2009. i miss my friends. "hi friends!" i miss you guys. oh, and the thing about me and being down in the dumps is i don't like being down in the dumps. i spent lots of years in them there dumps and i didn't much like it there (the food is crap and the accommodations crap, too!). then i start feeling guilty for being down in the dumps. i beat myself up for feeling sorry for myself and for not being just generally happy, because a bad year for me is still a pretty darn good year for most. so then it becomes this nasty inner dialogue myself vs. myself and as you can see if myself wins then myself loses. i think they call that a lose lose situation. for now, i will carry on. i will try not to be completely erased by this big bowl of yuck, but please, pardon me if i have been a bad blogger, bad friend, bad wife, bad sister, daughter, partner, customer, e-mailer, bill payer, call returner, polaroider . . . you get the point.

on a lighter note, balloons still make me smile.