01.31.07
Posted in ElisaLou at 8:28 am by elisa
yay yay and oh did I say yay? Look what the UPS man delivered yesterday
LOVE this Amy Butler fabric. Working with Rowan fabrics has been so nice compared to Free Spirit- I ordered from Free Spirit the first week in October and they are saying it will at least be late February before I get my fabric. I’m not holding my breath. I am going back for more Amy. It was so hard to narrow it down, now I think I may just get as much as I want and forget going elsewhere.
I’m going to hit Barnes and Noble today to get some reading material as Andy has informed me that he will be in his conference while I am in Florida with him and most likely I will even be on my own for dinner. Hmmm, and why did he invite me to go?? I asked him if I could head over to spa and find a dinner companion….:)
Actually I am looking forward to some quiet thinking time.
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01.30.07
Posted in ElisaLou at 8:57 am by elisa
I was laying in bed last night trying to figure out how old you are. Think I figured it out but I will keep it to myself.
Thanks for letting mom come up tomorrow, she says you get lonely out on the farm by yourself- and then there is the whole cooking thing…. of course that could just be her excuse to make me feel bad for making her come up and take care of my three boys and three dogs. You could always skip work and come with her, but I’m sure you are thinking that your work might just be easier then what she has in store. Make her take you out to dinner and let you eat whatever you want.
We love you!
Moving on….
changes are coming. At least change pouches. Other changes are coming to but never as fast as I would like.
And….. a sneal peak at the new diaper bag in the works.
Taller than the current messenger with a matching changing pad. It also has a clip on strap so it can be attched to the stroller bar.
After a week of solo parenting I am looking forward to flying down to Orlando on Thursday. My first trip away from my kiddos. I am joining my husband for out first trip sans kids in 9 1/2 years. Yippee!
Good luck mom.
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01.29.07
Posted in ElisaLou at 2:41 pm by elisa
I have some fun pics of her with Barley but they are on the laptop and the laptop is acting up. Computers are always giving me trouble. Hopefully our new Dell will not give us trouble.
Here are some pics from our new girl, fresh home from the vet and wiped out.
And…. for those of you heading over here from Cathy Z’s blog- yes the knitting needle case can be purchased now even though it isn’t up yet. New fabrics on the way….. very very soon. maybe a new newsletter. maybe.
EDITED to add
Ok laptop is up and running again so here are more pictures!
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01.26.07
Posted in Family, ElisaLou, Life at 11:08 am by elisa
the little girly misses her mama and whines when she is put down, my solution?
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Posted in Family, Life at 9:10 am by elisa
I like to think that things happen for a reason, at least if we listen carefully and follow our gut.
Our oldest son Austin has been asking for a Beagle for a long time. He loves Snoopy and read all the Shiloh books. He quizzes everyone that has or has ever had a Beagle. I sat and listened to him talk to the guy who is remodeling our basement about dogs. Jim our basement guy has two Labs and a Beagle named Norm. Norm is his wifes favorite and when he goes to bed he often finds Norm snuggled up next to his wife sleeping. Jim says that Norm likes his singing and will howl along with him. Jim is a good guy, raised two of his own kids and then a handful of foster kids as well. He has a lot of patience with my boys and lets them watch and help where they can. Especially Cole. Cole likes tools. Jim is a dog guy, and dog people are usually good people.
So, recently our oldest son Austin was diagnosed with General Anxiety Disorder. A mild version, but one his doctor advised might be best if we nipped it now while he is young. His problems are mainly sleep issues. He can’t turn his mind off and his thoughts get extreme. He worries, he frets and he just can’t sleep.
Two days ago I was watching the news at noon while sewing. Every Wednesday they shoot live from the Humane Society. I glanced up when they mentioned they just got in a litter of Beagle pups. They held one up and I swear I got that feeling, the one that says “this is meant to be”. I’m not a beagle girl- I prefer my dogs BIG. But this little dog was fuzzy and as her face was in the camera I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I kept working, and kept thinking- it couldn’t hurt to look. So Cole and I got in the car and drove over there. When we got there we got to hold her and play with her. She was the most mellow of the litter- the only one Cole wanted to hold. I noticed then that she had already been claimed. We put her back, glanced at the rest of the pups and then went home. Cole cried all the way home and then fell asleep. When he woke up he cried again. I told the humane society to call me if things fell through.
The next day Cole had his 3 yr check-up. While we were there, their pediatrician (who is my dad’s age and has been practicing forever) asked about Austin and how he was doing. He then asked if we had considered getting him a dog. I reminded him that we have two dogs. A 14 year old mutt that only likes me and a 3 year old Golden that is pretty much my middle son Blake’s dog. I told him that Austin really wants a Beagle. He said that his wife came home with a Beagle from the Humane Society recently (dog number 4 for them) and they love it. He went on about the benefits of a dog that would belong to Austin and how they can reduce anxiety in kids and adults as well. He knows we are dog lovers, he knows that a dog for Austin would sleep in Austin’s bed- fall asleep with Austin, comfort Austin. Dogs are good like that. As I was leaving he said, “get that boy his dog”.
As Cole and I walked in the door at home the phone was ringing. It was the humane society. The adoption fell through. I asked them to hold her for me for a couple days while we figured out if this was the thing to do. Andy and I decided that if we got Austin his own dog, he would have to step up to the plate as far as taking care of her. He is already good about feeding the other dogs and taking them for walks, etc.
So here we are, Cole and I on the couch watching Spongebob with a new little girl sleeping beside us.
Meet Shiloh (of course)
She is small, and will be about 20-25 pounds. Our Golden was/is so excited (our older dog doesn’t really like to play). So far her adjustment to our house has been smooth. She slept with Austin last night- apparently waking him up a few times to play (so much for better sleep). I am trying to not step in- she is so darn cute I want to hold her all the time- but I want her to bond with Austin. To be Austin’s dog.
The thing I always dread most about getting a new dog is that there are always a lot of people out there that aren’t exactly happy for you. We don’t really ask them to be, nor do we expect that if you aren’t a dog lover that you really understand why we think it is so great to have them around. The good thing is that we can respect each others choices.
Oh and mom- looks like there is another little being that you will be taking care of next week while Andy and I are in Florida for two days. I know you are thrilled about that! 
Oh and Cole keeps calling her “Shaggy” which reminds me of Scooby and now I remember that my brother used to have a hampster named Snoopy and I had a dog named Spike (Snoopy’s Brother) We already have an Astro (Jetsons). We seem to like cartoon dog names.
edited to add
if you live in the Columbus area there was an amazing yellow lab there- I would have taken him home if it were up to me!
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01.22.07
Posted in ElisaLou at 6:53 pm by elisa
Finally!
After a crazy weekend, kicking off with the not so great birthday. The next day Cole ran into the corner of the tailgate on our basement guys truck. Blood started gushing out of his forehead. One of my good friends is a doctor and lives a few doors down. She determined it could use a stitch but probably not worth putting him through the ordeal. So we let it scab up and he was fine.
Sunday we woke up to some snow. We were all thrilled.
Once the boys had their fun in the yard they started yelling for Mad River .
So we left the sewing machine and video games and spent the day in the snow. It was so much fun and exactly what we needed.
Now it is back to school and the routine.
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01.18.07
Posted in ElisaLou at 12:47 pm by elisa
Alrighty, the crappiness continues….
First a friend comes over to pick up some fabric to help me sew. While she is here Cole manages to scare her little girl and make her cry. From that point on she wants to go home. They leave, Cole flips out. He wanted her to stay, he says he did not mean to make her cry (he was running through the house screaming). I decide it may be time to head to the grocery store. We go out to get in the car and there is a ticket on my car. For expired plates. $75. I have the new plates in the back of my car but the bolt is stripped so we had not put them on yet. On the ticket is a phone number for questions. I call, she says if I want to contest it I have to go to court. What? My car was PARKED AT MY HOUSE. How can I get a ticket for expired plates when no one was driving the car. AND the plates were in the car! UGH! On the drive over to the grocery store I imagine my letter to them.
Dear City of Worthington
You Suck
Instead of speding your time giving me a ticket for plates that I do actually have, please find more useful things to do like catching the teenager that speeds down my street every day, never stopping at the stop sign. Or the neighborhood psycho that rings my door at 9:30 at night asking to do yardwork to earn money to go buy beer.
With Love
Elisa
So I go the grocery store and spend half the time negotiating with Cole. When I load up my groceries the diet coke box breaks and cans go everywhere. 24 cans. Look, here they are NEXT TO MY PLATES!
So I get them all in the car and head home. When I open the back of the car the bag with the eggs falls into the driveway. The eggs are upside down. By this point I am crying, Happy Freakin’ Birthday.
But then…….
small changes in the other direction. The deliveryman pulls up and gives me this
from my sweet husband.
And look at this
The eggs survived the fall. Not one broke.
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Posted in Life at 8:25 am by elisa
So does it happen when you have kids, or when you hit your thirties? Somewhere a long the line it becomes just another day. And for those of us in our late thirties we don’t really want to call attention to each passing year. Or do we? Wouldn’t it be nice to still get excited about your birthday? To actually remember that it is our birthday? To have a cup a coffee waiting when you wake up and kids that are good and able to get out the door to school without whining, complaining, or being difficult? Oh yeah, that must be it. It’s just like very other day.
Achh, this is sounding like a pity party (although hey at least that would be a party!) It’s time to make some coffee, get dressed so I don’t face the basement guy in my pj’s. Tiptoe around and enjoy the last few minutes of quiet before my three year old gets up and the day officially starts.
In business news, the new website is plugging along- just taking longer than I was hoping. For everyone that is asking about new items- soon very soon.
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01.15.07
Posted in ElisaLou at 8:14 pm by elisa
Pardon the bad photography, our photography studio has been temporarily dismantled due to the major basement remodel.
Here is the new hostess bag for this quarter.
Isn’t it cute! I know my numero uno consultant Rachel will be happy to see it. It features this cool pink and orange flower print on the outside with a bright pink grosgrain ribbon across the front. The interior is a bright pink cord with one pocket and a magnetic snap closure.
Want to learn more about becoming a consultant and hostess bags? Send me an email and I will let you know.
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