well, i made it through round one.
and in case you didn't already know, this was my entry:
monogram wall art for the biggest googie's room.
remember that room? the one i blogged about here and here? (shut UP--was that really back in may and august????)
well, it was churning along nicely...until the momma got preggers of course. and then we found out five was of the female variety--and that brought it all to a screeching halt.
you see, i mentioned in that one post about how tiny that room is.
the three bedrooms that the googies share consist of two decent sized rooms, and one tiny little room. now with a fourth (gulp!) girl on the way, things need to be reconfigured--again. (it's practically our favorite pasttime around here--redoing rooms we've already done once. or twice.)
we're leaving tiny tim and little bear in one room together (the princess room), and putting girlfriend girl and five into the other decent sized room. and the tiny room--well, that will be the boy's domain. the only person in the house that doesn't have to share. so it became really pointless to continue the decorating and personalizing of girlfriend girl's BIG GIRL room...since in a matter of moments (really) it won't be anymore.
get it?
now, i realize that all this drivel is simply riveting to you casual readers of googiemomma. but that's just the way my mind works. i have to 'splain.
take it as my way of drowning you with words and pointless details to compensate for the fact that i never followed through on sharing girlfriend girl's room. (srsly--almost a YEAR since that first post. bad, bad blogger)
and, perhaps most importantly, do NOT take the above photo as being indicative in any way of said room being complete, neat, and orderly. i assure you--IT IS NOT.
at.all.
but i will not share with you the other 3/4 of the room. i already air too much dirty laundry on this blog. i'm sure you'll take my word for it.
just know that this particular area is a sampling of how i imagine the room to look. and how, once we move it all over to the OTHER room and i rework my "plan" to include a crib--it will look.
oh, and the details on the monogram wall hanging will be up later this week. pinky swear. current post notwithstanding, we all know how good i am about these things.
today is the official start of the 7th round of So You Think You’re Crafty. we had to send in our “bio”, our blog button…a bunch of things. apparently i missed one.
if you check out the “meet the crafters” page, there’s everyone’s photo and name.
everyone’s photo…but mine, that is.
i have no trouble with the written word—i churned out my bio and interview no sweat. but a photo? well, i’m much more comfortable behind the camera than in front of it.
so i tried to take the easy way out—i searched my hard drive for a fairly recent pic i could send. you know, preferably one where i looked thin and gorgeous, perfect hair and makeup.
would you believe i couldn’t find one? not a one.
and then it was the deadline, and i forgot i hadn’t yet solved the picture problem so i sent off what i had.
and now, i’m the mystery contestant.
so i figured today i better just suck it up. take a picture of yourself already, and stop being so dramatic. because honestly, i think it does add something to a blog. when i stumble across a new blog i like—i want to see you. i want to know how old you are, how many kids you have, and what you look like. it adds something. so i have to assume others feel this way too (and i’m not just a creepy stalker.)
i put “wonder pets” on for little bear and got to work.
i applied enough makeup to make a drag queen blush. i curled (just the front of) my hair. and i pulled out a black (basically clean) shirt—cause everyone knows black makes you look thinner—even if you’re 27 months pregnant.
then a sat my big butt in front of the door and started snapping…
it really didn’t start off too bad.
except…
what is that under my eye???
okay, makeup touchup…
maybe something a little more “art-sy”?
no.
looking down?
ahhh!! too many chins!
a smile?
gah! the chins again! NO!
leaning?
nah.
maybe from below?
AHHH!! more chins!!! NONONONO!!!!
then i got a little crazy…
wrinkles! WRRRRIIIINNNNKKKKLLLLEEEESSS!!!!!!!!!
a face only a mother could love.
yeah, i’m no pin-up. and for some reason, in this shot all i can see is my dad.
who wants to see up my nose? (and lest anyone ever doubt if my red hair is natural…do you see the freckles? on my eyelids, my nose, my lips…EVERYWHERE)
and as further proof, i present to you—my hairline.
okay, this is fun and all. but without further ado, here it is—the winning shot:
and, with a little (ahem) photoshop magic…
i’m ready for my close-up mr. de mille.
and just to brighten your day a little further, i did briefly consider a more full-body shot.
you ready for this? prepare yourself…
this is me, in all my maternity glory.
why not head on over to So You Think You’re Crafty and check out Week 1—Dollar Store Crafts!
bathing a big 6 1/2 year old with a big heavy plaster cast on one leg...a LOT harder than doing an infant or 3 year old. or even a 4 year old.
a LOT.
(sorry i've been so MIA lately...not much energy left for sewing/crafting/photography right now.)
