gonna be some changes...

It's like one day you're just doing your thing, going to work every day, dreaming about your future...

Then, Pow! Engaged. Bam! Fiance gets dream welding job in Verona.

So what's a girl to do? Well, find a new job I guess! And a place to live. Yikes!

And of course go steal paint chips for dreaming of painting imaginary house girl does not yet own... I said dream didn't I??

goin' to the chapel

Well, the cat is finally out of the bag. I'm getting married!

Eric wanted to wait to tell people until last weekend, so I've been keeping the most wonderful secret. But now I can share the news... And the ring! The picture doesn't do it justice, but you can get the gist of it. It's a brilliant cut center stone with a thin band that is set all the way around with little diamonds. And it's gorgeous. So sparkly!
Now we just have to figure out a wedding...

and one more thing...

I so eff-ing want this.
Honestly...
It could not be one bit cooler.







via Awesome

my first applique

Ain't ya proud?

I can't show the whole thing because a certain mother of a certain niece reads this blog on occasion... Wouldn't want to ruin a 3 year old's birthday would I? But isn't it exciting? Applique for gods-sake! I'm like a sewing savant... Just don't mind all the crooked stitches or papery-shit sticking out, OK? Thanks, I knew you'd understand.

what my bathroom now looks like...

So I have joined the world of contact lens wearers... Which I didn't think would be a big deal, but for someone who has gone 27 years without trying to shove something into their eye, changing that now is kind of a big deal! I'm not that squeamish about putting in eye drops, or touching my eyeball, but man... Contacts are not quite as easy as I thought they'd be! Plus I get this lovely assortment of junk to keep in my bathroom now too! But on the bright side, I did get a new pair of bad-ass Isaac Mizrahi sunglasses from Target last night. They're like these, but black. Very chic. Pardon my excitement, but I haven't been able to wear sunglasses for over a year. It's Fantastic!

tote for toting totables

Ahhh... A little sewing therapy never hurt anybody. Here's the cheerful end product of my bad mood. A GIGANTIC tote for the GIGANTIC binder. And it is huge. It's hard to tell from the picture, but it's a biggie.

Here's one of the inside with the dreaded binder...
And plenty of room for... Well, damn near anything would fit in this monster!

guess what kind of mood I'm in...

Ever have a day when you just can NOT snap yourself out of a mood? I tried to go spend some time at my mecca (duh, Target). Which did not help. Went to the fabric store, and the guy, (weird, right? guy working at fabric store? anyways...) who checked me out told me to do him a favor and smile. Embarrassing, right? Ugh. Love it when you can't keep your mood off your face. Always nice to know you look as good as you feel, right?

So I'm trying to sew myself out of my funk. A tote bag, because did I tell you? I started a new "job" this week. My boss asked me to participate in this "research" project. Which is not so much "research," as much as a way for the company I work for to make more money by re-designing some software. With input from me and some other nurses. I am as-yet undecided how I feel about it. But I need a tote bag. Because I now have to carry around a GIGANTIC binder that weighs like 10 pounds 2 or 3 days a week. Right. Cuz I didn't already have back/neck issues. God, could I bitch any more??? Sorry. I will try to refrain from blogging until said mood has lifted...