Friday, September 5, 2014

An Ode To Three


Three is the bridge connecting babyhood to boyhood.
Three is the color orange. It's your favorite, you say, and you demonstrate this by pulling your orange gym shorts out of the dresser drawer. You've been known to take them out of the dirty laundry so that you can wear them again for the second, or third day in a row. I try to hide them sometimes, but you always manage to find them. Those shorts really are too small for you now, but I don't have the heart to tell you.
Three is a chipped front tooth. You fell hard on the concrete somewhere in the mountains on the North Carolina border. It bled like crazy and scared me to death, but you were tough and barely cried. It made me sad, at first, to see that little broken tooth, but now I think it just adds character to your already irresistible smile.
Three is becoming a big brother. You kind of ignored him at first, but now you desperately want to play and wrestle, but he is not quite ready for that. It leads to some tears on his part, and some scolding on my part, but then I remember my brothers, and growing up with seven of them, and I sigh and just know I'm in for it.
Three is realizing that your Dad is your best friend. Watching you two together has been one of the most amazing things in my life. Two peas in a pod, cut from the same cloth, etc., etc. The analogies don't quite do it justice.
Three is a big, red fire truck bed. You demand that we sit on the mattress with you so we can go put out fires and rescue Goldwyn, your stuffed dog, from the perils of the flames. You wake us up most mornings from that bed, calling out, "Mama, Dada, big day!" It seems that when you're three, everyday is a big day.
Three is saying goodbye to naps. Much to my dismay.
Three is knowing what you like, and don't like. Most of the time. You love the Octonauts and The Wild Kratts. You love ice cream, swimming, ketchup and seahorses. And your teepee. You don't particularly care for cheese. Sometimes you like apples, sometimes you don't.
Three is a sweet, friendly boy who says "hello" to strangers in the grocery store and holds the door open for people, even if it makes us 10 minutes late to wherever it is that we are going. You say "excuse me" when we need to squeeze by someone in the aisle, and you run up to other kids on the playground and introduce yourself, although you often don't ask for their names in return.
Three is a dance party in the living room. We listen to Animal Collective or the Red Hot Chili Peppers or some cool new band your dad wants us to hear. We run around like crazy people and you show us your "dance skills." If we forget to close the curtains, we joke that our neighbors must think we are insane, but we kind of don't care if they do.
Three is full of energy. You've created a track around the coffee table and I swear sometimes you must run five miles a day. I watch you sprint cross the living room as fast as you can, wild curls flying through the air, sweat dripping down your neck. Yes, that is not an exaggeration. You move so much, even in our 69 degree house, that you sweat.
Three is being a big boy and insisting on doing everything on your own, but still needing help for so many things.
Three is asking to snuggle, but then wiping away my kisses.
Three is a growing vocabulary. Hearing you say "pterodactyl" has got to be one of the cutest things I've ever heard. But you also still call your blanket a "beat." And I love it.
Three was so much more than I could ever write here. Three was amazing. Four is going to be even better.
Happy Birthday, sweet, amazing child of mine.


Thursday, August 1, 2013

I Have Some Talented Friends

Living in Nashville, it can pretty much go without saying that I am surrounded by ridiculously talented people on a daily basis. The amount of musicians, writers, artists, designers and the like that call Nashville home is one of the reasons why I love this city so much. There is newfound inspiration around every corner, and I love how creative people tend to form a community, supporting and encouraging each other.

I also have a pretty large group of family and friends all across the country who have begun letting their creative sides out to play, opening their own businesses and following that little voice inside their heads that has been telling them to try something new or to take a risk.

So, I'd like to showcase a few of these friends and family members here today, with more to come! Check out their sites, and please patronize their businesses. We need to support these amazing entrepreneurs!

Muck A Duck




Muck A Duck is made up of my sister-in-law Janis and her best friend/ practically her sister, Megan. These sassy ladies hand make everything from pillows to jewelry to wall art in their hometown of Valparaiso, Indiana. Their creations are fun, funky and on trend, yet uniquely their own. I especially love the names they come up with to name their designs. I recently bought a red jeweled bracelet that was perfect for wearing on stage.

Here is their Etsy page.

You can also find them on Facebook and "Like" their page.

The Remodeled Life




The Remodeled Life is a popular blog run by my sister-in-law Megan in North Carolina. She writes about her adorable little family, the youth group that she and my brother minister to and mostly, the amazing DIY remodeling projects that she does around her home. And she also designs jewelry. Geez. Overachiever, maybe? I absolutely love her whimsical, colorful necklaces and earrings. These are statement pieces that can be worn again and again. I was wearing one of her Dragonfly necklaces like the one pictured above on the night that Nate proposed to me. So obviously I will keep it forever. 

Here is her Etsy page.

Also check out her amazing blog!

Christie Silverstein
Integrative Health and Lifestyle Coach


If my dear friend Christie was not in my life then I never would have met my husband, Nate. So, she's already golden in my book. Add that fact to an amazing, warm personality and a love for people and she is pretty much set in the good karma department. She has such an amazing talent for connecting with people, which is perfect for the line of work she is in. Not only will she help you organize and declutter your life, but she will make sure you are making the most of your body by eating well and engaging in a pure lifestyle.

Find her at her website










200,000



After a week in the shop and a vacation's worth of money spent on repairs, I finally have my beloved 4 Runner back. And to celebrate that joyous homecoming, I watched as the odometer flipped to 200,000 miles.

A few years ago, Michael and I were looking to upgrade my old blue 4 Runner. After he died, I bought this one for myself, so I suppose it holds some sentimental value to me. It has taken me to the shores of California, through the crowded streets of New York City, down to the beaches of Florida, home to the ones I love in North Carolina, up near Chicago to meet Nate's family for the first time, and many, many places in between.

It has carried microphones, guitars and musicians to gigs all around the country and it has transported clothing racks and store fixtures for my first boutique. Through my rearview mirror, I've watched Maddux grow from a wrinkly newborn into a rambunctious toddler.

My mechanic says it's got a few more good years. I hope he's right.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Anatomy of a Christmas Photo

As any of you with toddlers know, it is nearly impossible to take a decent photo. Maddux may be sitting perfectly still, doing the sweetest, most angelic little thing, but the laws of parenthood state that the moment a camera is taken out and focused on him, he turns into the Tasmanian Devil.

So, as I am a bit of a slave to tradition, I just had to attempt to take our yearly family Christmas photo. I'm sad to say that these are not all entirely Maddux's fault.

Here are the results:

                                               Checking the lighting......

And the tripod positioning. Oh hello there, Jackson Dog.

This could take awhile........

                                        At least he's looking at the camera.

Oops! There goes my top. Thanks Nate!

Almost there.....

                                            As good as it's going to get.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Crave: Loeffler Randall Messenger Bag


                             I wish I had told Santa that I wanted this.

Monday, January 7, 2013

Easy DIY Child's Silhouette


I have always loved old-fashioned silhouettes of people. In fact, my original logo for my boutique, Lucy & Lloyd featured a man and woman's silhouette.

After Maddux was born, I considered hiring someone to do his silhouette, but I had a hard time finding an artist who was within my price range. I wondered if it was something I could pull off on my own, and after doing a little research, I found this great tutorial. Still, I couldn't seem to find the time to sit down and actually create something. With a one year old, it felt a bit overwhelming.

Then, my super crafty sister-in-law Megan posted this on her blog, and I was sold. Last week, I finally sat down and created my silhouette, and I absolutely love it!

Here is what I did:


1. First, you will need black acrylic paint. I bought two, unsure of how much I would actually need, but I only ended up using about half of one bottle.
I used a foam paintbrush, but I'm sure any kind would work.


2. I found a profile picture I had taken of Maddux and sent it to Walgreens to be printed off on photo paper. I chose 8 x 10.


3. I used some very fine manicure scissors to cut out his silhouette. I was extra careful to preserve as much detail as possible, in particular his curls and eyelashes.


4. I then started the process of painting the cut out silhouette, using long, even strokes.


5. I let each layer dry before starting the next. I wanted it extra black and thick, so I ended up painting 4 layers.


6. After the silhouette was completely dry, I mounted it to a piece of scrapbook paper that I liked, using double-sided scrapbook tape. The frame is a record size frame that Nate had that I repurposed. It is actually a little too big, so I may go back in and make a black, scalloped border. I'm also thinking about adding his name to the bottom. 

I really love how this turned out! It was super easy, and we now have a cute piece of handmade art that captures Maddux's sweet one-year-old profile.


Saturday, October 6, 2012

Musician's Corner

A few weeks ago our band, The Carmonas had the privilege of playing for a great audience in Nashville's Centennial Park for Musician's Corner. Also on the bill that day were The Blind Boys of Alabama, Jeremy Lister and Karen Elson. Needless to say, we felt pretty honored to be in the company of such great musicians.

Last week, Nate was out of town for a bachelor party, so Maddux and I decided to head down to the park to listen to some music.

I have never seen a kid react to music the way that Maddux does. He literally jumps with joy! As a musician, it seriously makes my heart leap.

We put on his little ear protectors and he was ready to rock! Nate found this picture that awesome photographer Jon Karr snapped. Cute!


I also love this one from our show!


You can see more pictures and get more information about upcoming shows at the Musician's Corner Facebook page.