For the ECF Summer Fling Euro Launch
http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=140319144026
For the Caramelo Asian Inspired Launch
http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=140319138255
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Picnic in the Park
Just listed on eBay for Sandbox Couture's Picnic in the Park launch!
This is a collaboration between Amy of Too Sweet Boutique, Kim of Chey* and myself! Find all the pieces on eBay by searching Sandbox Boutique!
Thursday, July 31, 2008
I finished the ruffle sweater, and it is listed on eBay!
You have GOT to check out the coordinating outfit from Too Sweet Boutique. It is unbelievably cute, and HOW CUTE is the little model!!
Search SANDBOX Boutique to see all of our totally awesome Amy Butler Midwest Modern interpretations!!
Monday, July 28, 2008
Monday Monday (daaa daaaaaa, daa da da daa)
I got dianosed with ADHD because I was always losing my coffee.
It wasn't entirely because of the coffee. My mother was diagnosed a couple of years before I was, but it didn't occur to me that ADHD was behind the problems I was having. It wasn't until I saw the commercial that I put two and two together.
The commercial was about adult ADD - it was probably for Straterra. A woman was sitting on a couch in front of a tv, and the channels on the tv kept changing, but the woman couldn't stop on the channel she wanted to watch. The channels just kept on changing. This was how I felt all the time, how I'd felt my entire life.
But I did nothing. Until I started losing my coffee.
I think I was 26 when I got diagnosed (I'll be 30 in September). I was (and still am) a stay at home mother. I was fighting all the time with Frankie and snapping at my kids for seemingly small reasons that were incredibly frustrating to me. I had a hard enough time getting anything started - dishes, laundry, a shower, waking my kids up in time for school - let alone finishing anything. My house was a mess. I was a mess. I felt like a mess, and I felt like I couldn't do anything right. On top of this, I would lose my stupid coffee about 25 times a day.
You think I'm kidding, LOL.
I love coffee. (It makes sense - Ritalin is used to treat ADHD, Ritalin is a stimulant, caffiene is a stimulant, coffee has a lot of caffiene, coffee is YUMMY.) I drink about a pot of coffee a day. Back when I was 26, my friend Misty was still a stay at home mom, too. We would literally spend hours a day on the phone - each of us the other's connection to the world outside of potty chairs and macaroni and cheese lunches. It started as a joke, me losing my coffee all the time. We would laugh and Misty would help me find it - "Did you leave it in the microwave? Is it on top of the tv? Did you check the laudry room? Did you drink it already?" After a while, I got so frustrated. I couldn't seem to do anything right as it is, and on top if it, I can't find my frickin coffee again, and I JUST had it! I would get so mad I would just cry.
Finally, I went and got diagnosed.
Since then, I have learned a lot about my ADHD. I've also learned to appreciate it. All of the things I love about myself - my creativity, the different way I see things, my super-analyitcal powers (ha ha) and a lot of other things about myself that I consider my good qualities, I believe are rooted in my ADHD and see it as a gift. I have a lot of opinions about this, and ADHD as a "disorder", but I'll leave those out for now. But I've realized that I would not trade my ADHD for normalcy ever again. I enjoy being a fruitcake.
I have only realized this recently.
Last night, I was staying up late working on the ruffles of the sweater for the Amy Butler launch (have you searched SANDBOX boutique today?), and I noticed my coffee next to me and started laughing. All day yesterday, I was losing my coffee. Every time I would find my coffee, I was like "Oh! That's right! I have coffee! Yay!" It was like a new coffee surprise every hour or so.
It hit me like a happy brick in the head. (Okay, that doesn't make sense, but whatever). I honestly cried a couple of tears of happy self acceptance. It was like a little mini epiphany-like moment. The same thing that made me cry in frustration and self-hatred - "Where the hell is my coffee and why can't I just keep track of ONE stupid cup of coffee?!!!" - instead brought little moments of happiness throughout my day.
I've gone from a glass-half-empty kind of chick to a .... Oh! That's right! I have coffee! Yay!
It wasn't entirely because of the coffee. My mother was diagnosed a couple of years before I was, but it didn't occur to me that ADHD was behind the problems I was having. It wasn't until I saw the commercial that I put two and two together.
The commercial was about adult ADD - it was probably for Straterra. A woman was sitting on a couch in front of a tv, and the channels on the tv kept changing, but the woman couldn't stop on the channel she wanted to watch. The channels just kept on changing. This was how I felt all the time, how I'd felt my entire life.
But I did nothing. Until I started losing my coffee.
I think I was 26 when I got diagnosed (I'll be 30 in September). I was (and still am) a stay at home mother. I was fighting all the time with Frankie and snapping at my kids for seemingly small reasons that were incredibly frustrating to me. I had a hard enough time getting anything started - dishes, laundry, a shower, waking my kids up in time for school - let alone finishing anything. My house was a mess. I was a mess. I felt like a mess, and I felt like I couldn't do anything right. On top of this, I would lose my stupid coffee about 25 times a day.
You think I'm kidding, LOL.
I love coffee. (It makes sense - Ritalin is used to treat ADHD, Ritalin is a stimulant, caffiene is a stimulant, coffee has a lot of caffiene, coffee is YUMMY.) I drink about a pot of coffee a day. Back when I was 26, my friend Misty was still a stay at home mom, too. We would literally spend hours a day on the phone - each of us the other's connection to the world outside of potty chairs and macaroni and cheese lunches. It started as a joke, me losing my coffee all the time. We would laugh and Misty would help me find it - "Did you leave it in the microwave? Is it on top of the tv? Did you check the laudry room? Did you drink it already?" After a while, I got so frustrated. I couldn't seem to do anything right as it is, and on top if it, I can't find my frickin coffee again, and I JUST had it! I would get so mad I would just cry.
Finally, I went and got diagnosed.
Since then, I have learned a lot about my ADHD. I've also learned to appreciate it. All of the things I love about myself - my creativity, the different way I see things, my super-analyitcal powers (ha ha) and a lot of other things about myself that I consider my good qualities, I believe are rooted in my ADHD and see it as a gift. I have a lot of opinions about this, and ADHD as a "disorder", but I'll leave those out for now. But I've realized that I would not trade my ADHD for normalcy ever again. I enjoy being a fruitcake.
I have only realized this recently.
Last night, I was staying up late working on the ruffles of the sweater for the Amy Butler launch (have you searched SANDBOX boutique today?), and I noticed my coffee next to me and started laughing. All day yesterday, I was losing my coffee. Every time I would find my coffee, I was like "Oh! That's right! I have coffee! Yay!" It was like a new coffee surprise every hour or so.
It hit me like a happy brick in the head. (Okay, that doesn't make sense, but whatever). I honestly cried a couple of tears of happy self acceptance. It was like a little mini epiphany-like moment. The same thing that made me cry in frustration and self-hatred - "Where the hell is my coffee and why can't I just keep track of ONE stupid cup of coffee?!!!" - instead brought little moments of happiness throughout my day.
I've gone from a glass-half-empty kind of chick to a .... Oh! That's right! I have coffee! Yay!
Friday, July 25, 2008
it's hard to type with a bird in your ear
I was going to sit down and show you pictures of my beautiful sweater for the Amy Butler Midwest Modern launch coming up at the end of the month (have you searched SANDBOX Boutique today?), but I was unable to finish my beautiful sweater as of yet. I had to unruffle my ruffles. I'm going to reruffle them in a minute here.
Or I might start over from the beginning.
What do you do when you're in the middle of a project, but decide it isn't going the way you want it to? You think you could start over, but you have a deadline and you're not sure that you'll be able to make it.... and the original project *might* work.... ACK! Do I re-ruffle a sweater that might not work? Or, do I scrap it and buy new, more expensive yarn, and cross my fingers that it'll not only work, but that I will be able to finish an even more beautiful sweater AND ship it to the model in time for the launch that is in HOLY COW just a few days.
NEVERMIND - I'm reruffling and will share pics! LOL! Now aren't you glad you stopped by today?
Or I might start over from the beginning.
What do you do when you're in the middle of a project, but decide it isn't going the way you want it to? You think you could start over, but you have a deadline and you're not sure that you'll be able to make it.... and the original project *might* work.... ACK! Do I re-ruffle a sweater that might not work? Or, do I scrap it and buy new, more expensive yarn, and cross my fingers that it'll not only work, but that I will be able to finish an even more beautiful sweater AND ship it to the model in time for the launch that is in HOLY COW just a few days.
NEVERMIND - I'm reruffling and will share pics! LOL! Now aren't you glad you stopped by today?
Thursday, July 24, 2008
sometimes I write things down
So I am being told I should blog :)
I have a blog - you're here! - and I so rudely ignore it! See, I *want* to blog. For a long time I've thought about starting a blog and calling it - get this - sometimes I write things down. Hehe. I'm so funny.
I figured, instead of starting another blog and neglecting that one, too, maybe I would start writing things down here. Maybe people out there are interested in the ramblings in my brain, and not just my crochet stuff. Why can't my random thoughts be thrown in with pictures of what I'm working on at the moment - right? That is the point of a "journal", is it not?
I feel like I've posted this before, lol.
Anyway, before I start blabbing about whatever I decide to blab about whenever I remember to come and blab about things, maybe I should tell you a little about myself!
My name is Anji and I come from a long line of fruitcakes :) Actually, it just turns out that ADHD runs in my family - and I'm not medicated at the moment, so bear with me, k? I will be turning 30 in a couple of months. I have been told my whole life that I've been 30 since I was 2, so I'm actually looking forward to catching up with my own age. I am the mother of two beautiful, smart and amazingly awesome children. I am sure you'll get to know them, if I remember to keep up on this thing. I'm a crochet chick. I sell my patterns and the occasional custom order on Etsy (anjibeane). I am a member of the awesome design group Sandbox Couture on eBay (search SANDBOX Boutique - these ladies rock!). Actually, they're the ones who made me drag my butt to the computer today and start writing things down.
So, as I post about my daily happennings, you will meet various characters. Stone is my son, River is my daughter. Leightin is my nephew that spends a lot of time here. Frankie is my "husband". I have dogs - Ava is a chocolate lab, Daisy is a Jack Russell. I also have birds - Odie (aka the flying green turd) is a 3-year-old Hahn's Macaw, and Cosmo is a 6 month old Tymneh African Grey - and they keep me entertained while I sit down here and crochet while watching way too many morbid episodes of Most Evil and The First 48. I vow to *try* to remember to post on here on an almost daily basis. Really, I'll try :)
I have a blog - you're here! - and I so rudely ignore it! See, I *want* to blog. For a long time I've thought about starting a blog and calling it - get this - sometimes I write things down. Hehe. I'm so funny.
I figured, instead of starting another blog and neglecting that one, too, maybe I would start writing things down here. Maybe people out there are interested in the ramblings in my brain, and not just my crochet stuff. Why can't my random thoughts be thrown in with pictures of what I'm working on at the moment - right? That is the point of a "journal", is it not?
I feel like I've posted this before, lol.
Anyway, before I start blabbing about whatever I decide to blab about whenever I remember to come and blab about things, maybe I should tell you a little about myself!
My name is Anji and I come from a long line of fruitcakes :) Actually, it just turns out that ADHD runs in my family - and I'm not medicated at the moment, so bear with me, k? I will be turning 30 in a couple of months. I have been told my whole life that I've been 30 since I was 2, so I'm actually looking forward to catching up with my own age. I am the mother of two beautiful, smart and amazingly awesome children. I am sure you'll get to know them, if I remember to keep up on this thing. I'm a crochet chick. I sell my patterns and the occasional custom order on Etsy (anjibeane). I am a member of the awesome design group Sandbox Couture on eBay (search SANDBOX Boutique - these ladies rock!). Actually, they're the ones who made me drag my butt to the computer today and start writing things down.
So, as I post about my daily happennings, you will meet various characters. Stone is my son, River is my daughter. Leightin is my nephew that spends a lot of time here. Frankie is my "husband". I have dogs - Ava is a chocolate lab, Daisy is a Jack Russell. I also have birds - Odie (aka the flying green turd) is a 3-year-old Hahn's Macaw, and Cosmo is a 6 month old Tymneh African Grey - and they keep me entertained while I sit down here and crochet while watching way too many morbid episodes of Most Evil and The First 48. I vow to *try* to remember to post on here on an almost daily basis. Really, I'll try :)
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
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