P.S. I'm not a good blogger.

I don't really know what I'm doing and I just started this so bare with me :-)

"Follow your dreams"

Six weeks ago I had a weird dream. You know one of those dreams that you remember all the details and yet none of them make much sense. I don't usually dream a lot, nor do I usually remember the dreams I have very well. But this was a "realistic" dream, almost as if it was or could actually happen. I generally subscribe to the theory that dreams are an extension of your sub-conscious and that sometimes the strange things you dream can be tied to other experiences or thoughts. I must say this dream throws that theory out the window. Here is the dream:

I ( although I never actually saw may face, I did dream this as first person) was in my early 30's and living in a refurbished ranch style home. The front room to the house was a big combination formal living/dining space, long and thin with wood floors. At the end of the room was a big table and I was sitting at the table sewing. There were racks of little girls dresses all around the room and there were two little boys playing. They were running through the house and tickling each other. One of them was clearly Cale, but he was probably 5 years old and the other was about 2. The younger of the two had curly blonde hair. Throughout the dream I sewed and they played. We would get in the car and travel to these warehouse type building full of bins of fabric. I would dig through the fabric and pick out the pieces I liked. I would take them home and sew the dresses out of them. Every dress was made from different fabric and I am fairly sure the fabric was all remnants. At the end of the dream, I had a big "party" and all these ladies came over and bought my dresses.

Ok first of I don't live in that kind of house, nor do i have two boys. But the real strange thing is "why would I be sewing dresses if I don't have a little girl?" and even weirder I don't know how to sew! I have never wanted to sew anything in my life! My mother, grandmother and even great grandmother were/are AMAZING seamstresses! They have sewed for me my whole life. I have never needed to sew anything so i've never had the desire. I certainly haven't thought about sewing anything lately, so why would I dream this?

WHo KNOWs?....... Not me - but as Beth Moore says "God knows, God always knows."

The morning after the dream (Jacob was still home) I woke up and told Jacob about the strange, realistic dream. He though it was weird too. He even said "You don't know how to sew." haha I know!! I told my mom a few days later, knowing she would appreciate a sewing dream. She told me "I think you need to make one of those dresses from the dream." I reminded her that I don't know how to sew and that I have no use for a little girls dress. Well, for the next week she kept asking me "when are you going to make one of those dresses?" I was thoroughly put out! I don't know how to sew and I don't need any dresses!!

After a week of this, I decided that if she wanted to make a dress she could. So I bought her the fabric and brought it home. That was 16 days ago. I now have 12 little girls dresses hanging in my house. And yes, I made them all my myself. It is certainly not easy or cheap but with some guidance from my mom and some urging from my close friends I figured out that somehow I do know how to sew. And actually I'm really good at it! Imagine my surprise!

I'm in the process of developing a logo, with the help of an amazing friend who is World Class graphic designer, Jose Canales. My dear sister is setting up a website and my mother is helping me iron out the kinks in the design and figure out pricing. Several of my friends have allowed me to use their children as dress models and given me their priceless advice (Laura, Sarah, Sheryl, Amy, Tina, Jess).

So, If I seemed a little withdrawn over the past few weeks, thats why. God is stirring up some unbelievable things in my life. I don't know where this path is going to lead but I know that God has clearly open this door (and maybe even pushed me through it).

Stay tuned for more info........and if you are willing, say a prayer that God's will be done in this new venture.

The big blizzard of 2010

Friday came with lots of snow and some ice this week. It was beautiful and always seems to quiet the world, even if only for a few moments. We spent friday at home watching the snow fall and doing laundry. That night I made my first homemade organic pizza, which was really very good if I do say so myself. Then watched The Soloist, which was a bit of a disappointment compared to the book and also a bit depressing. We watched the news and anticipated that the inches would just keep coming through the night. We awoke Saturday to 6+ inches on the ground. It was truly majestic, almost like we were transported over night to a winter vacation. Nashville usually gets snow a couple times a year but more than 2 inches is very rare, so we planned to take full advantage of it! Carrie and Dad suited up and headed out to test the driveway and hill, while I made beignets or as Cale called them "Sno-nuts", I think because they are covered in powdered sugar and look a lot like snow. After breakfast we all bundled up and headed out to sled. I don't have any snow pants for Cale so he wore an old pair of Carrie's, that will explain why they are purple...ssshhh don't tell Jacob! We decided that an oversized metal pan was the perfect thing for some speed, it took several tries but we finally managed to master the slippery art of downhill. Cale was not 100% sure about the whole thing but he was a good sport and at least tried it. I'm not sure I blame him though, sliding down a hill on a glorified cookie sheet is a bit nuts :-)