Whooooo are you? Who, who, who, who?

Part of my "decluttering your life" calendar tasks is to think about who I want to be. My knee jerk response to this was *snort* "duh! I wanna be perfect", but then I recall that when I say I want to be perfect it results in me being anal retentive, controlling, over sensitive, an overall bitchita face. With that being said...I want to be perfect. Not perfect in the give-it-your-all, no mistakes, now, now, now and go, go, go...but perfect like the universes are aligning and I feel in tune with everything around me. I want to slow down. Enjoy the little things. Learn, grow, gain perspective. Let go of control and have faith in God and the stars above that everything will be fine. I want to breathe.

Who do you want to be?

On that note, here's what I've been doing on this side of the globe:

I put away all those christmas decorations...minus the snow girl I forgot in the guest bathroom...CRAP!

I made mini cheesecakes to use up some of those gingersnaps. I still have a ton of them left. These were delicious. At least my natives thought so....

Here's the recipe: Mini Ginger Almond Cheesecakes

I bought a vintage first aid kit for the kitchen, complete with plant poison cream and smelling salts!

I also knitted some afghan squares from the Year of Swatches blog:

This is January's Intermediate square.

Overall it's been a pretty eventful week...what have you been up to?

Week in Rambles

Last weekend I succumbed to the holiday season and gently laid the jack-o-lantern to rest...in the garage of boxes that shall not be spoken of. (I will unpack them some decade...I promise.)

My MTV dragged all the tree gear out and we flung ornaments chaotically at children with fingers that were faster at hanging them then we were at hooking them.

It was a little bittersweet this year. As tradition my grandmother would buy all of her children and grandchildren Hallmark ornaments, wrap them as gifts and hand them out on Thanksgiving, as a way of bringing on the holiday season.

When I got a home of my own my mother gave me all of the ornaments my grandmother had given me and my tree was a family tradition from the first year.

I love that my grandmother not only gifted us these ornaments, but occasionally left little notes. One, a Santa with a nice/naughty list has her scripted handwriting in it with a tiny message, "Love you."

I want to carry the tradition on by giving my kids a Hallmark ornament every year for Christmas, it seems that Thanksgiving never works out. I love telling my kids which is which. I only ever get the chance to put one ornament on the tree, and do so every year and that's MY first Christmas ornament. (circa 1980). Love you Grandma, and thinking of you often.



On another note, my fur baby is in love with this artifical plastic glow toy. She knocks lights off, runs underneath, climbs up it, but really she can be so stinking cute...who could get mad at this!

I called this a week in rambles, so let me say, I've been in design purgatory! My goodness, but these people have been picky up in these parts! I did design something that will be projected on a huge screen behind a band on the Columbia Tower in Seattle, and really that is pretty darn awesome, if I don't say so myself. :)