Chevron Baby Quilt

Babies are cute.  Just as cute, are things made for babies.  I absolutely love making baby gifts. Maybe I like these projects so much because they are tiny and easy to complete, or maybe I like imagining the baby cherishing something their auntie made just for them.  Maybe I like living vicariously through all my friends who are now mommies.  Who knows?  All I know is, I love making cute little things for cute little babies.  This project was definitely the cutest thing I’ve attempted thus far.
PicMonkey Collage



The best part about this project is that the directions are completely free online, and it’s actually a great beginners’ quilt.  You can find it at Generation  Q magazine.  It was the first time I attempted to make a quilt without ties  (I normally use yarn to tie the layers together.) and it turned out great!

I hope the little munchkin I made it for loves her quilt as much as I love the quilt my great grandma made for me.  Mine has holes all over it from decades of use.  It has gotten me through sleepless nights, and is softer than any other blanket I own.  When I was a kid I believed my quilt was magical.  (Not  for any reason you’re thinking.)  It was magical because it was always the perfect temperature.  When I was cold, it warmed me up, and somehow when I was hot, it cooled me down.  I called it my “extra blanket,” because I had it on my bed every night just in case I got hot or cold.  I used that “extra blanket” until I graduated grad school and it became just too fragile for everyday use.  It now sits in a box tucked away for emergencies.  I don’t know where my “extra blanket” got its magical powers from, but I hope this quilt has some magic of its own.


Always Tardy to the Party


Many of you already know this, but Breaking Bad recently had its series finale.  You were all probably eagerly awaiting the final episode.  Well, not me! I’m just getting started.  This show is pretty good too.  Although, I’m gonna say it does lack romance.

For those of you who don’t know me well, I suffer from a condition that requires me to hate on anything and everything that is popular until it has been around so long that I find myself being brainwashed by all the hype and ads.  This is not limited to TV shows either.  It includes fashion, hairstyles, makeup trends, music, the list goes on…  I’m not sure why, but I immediately have a distaste for anything that EVERYONE loves.  I guess I just love underdogs.  Here are just a few examples of bandwagons I jumped on as everyone else was jumping off:

1. Harry Potter

I refused to read any of the books, or see any of the movies.  Once all of them were available on television, and ABC family had marathons every weekend, I became a convert.  I can’t believe I refused to watch these movies for so long! They really DO transport you to another world.

2.  Project Runway

I avoided all talk about who my favorite designer was for the longest time.  Now that the show has moved to the Lifetime channel (a channel just about no one tunes into) I’m SO all over this show.  Sure, it’s season 12 and no one has any clue what I’m talking about, but boy, that Dom really deserved to win!

3.  Scandal

I’m not sure if this is an actual trendy show, but my friend convinced me I “had”  to watch it.  My eyes are currently bloodshot after watching 7 episodes in one day.  (The romance factor is definitely what keeps me into this one)

4.  Walking Dead

After everyone and their brother was hooked on this show, we finally tuned in during season 3, just in time for everyone to be disappointed by season 4.

5.  Breaking Bad

Shhh, don’t tell me what happens.

6.  Basically any pop song that gets played on repeat on the radio

Katie Perry is the biggest culprit, but anything that gets played every hour on a top 40s station will do.  I’ll hate it for about a month, and after I’ve subconsciously memorized all the lyrics after hearing it played a thousand times, I’m a believer.  “I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire..”

Weak or Lovable?


Isn’t it cute? Sometimes I think this adorable little mouse is how people see me.  Just the other day, I met some of S’s coworkers for the first time.  The first thing one of them said was, “You’re so little and cute!”  Um, thanks?  I’m not complaining, I spend hours looking at cute animal clips and memes.  Who can resist wanting to cuddle something cute?  My question is, what is it about me that makes people label me and want to help me?

It seems no matter where I go, especially in the workplace, one protective soul finds me and makes it their mission to protect me from becoming overwhelmed or overrun by others.  S refers to my last “protector” as my “fairy godmother”, and now it seems I’ve gained a “mama bear” at my new workplace.  I am so grateful that people think I am worth their time, energy, and love.  It is truly touching that I get so much help from others.  But, I do wonder why this happens to me, almost everywhere I go.

Theory #1: I come across as a weakling, who needs a lot of help to keep her head above water.  

Maybe my tendency to get stressed out at practically nothing inspires people to want to lessen the load for me.  I think my current mama bear thinks this of me.  She saw this frail little kindergartener playing at recess and said, “I feel like when you and your husband have kids, it’ll be a gentle and little kid like her.”  haha! can’t get much clearer than that.  I must appear as a frail person needing help from others.  No worry though, the little girl managed to roll a barrel up hill all by herself.

Theory #2: I make myself more vulnerable than most people allow themselves to be.

If something bothers me or if I’m overwhelmed, I tell people about it.  Lots of people try to work things out on their own, but I need input.  I’m also really hard on myself.  I don’t gloat or exude confidence, and in fact usually lead conversations with questions or criticisms of myself.  Hmmm…now that I’m writing this, I definitely think people might see me in a certain light because of how I portray myself.  I never tell them of my strengths or successes.  I always considered that bragging, but maybe that’s why people only see my weakness.

Theory #3: I cry a lot.

This might be the same as theory 2, in that I don’t hide my emotions.  If something is upsetting I cry about it.  I don’t even care who sees.  If you’re afraid of tears, maybe you are the weakling.

Theory #4: People think I’m physically little.

I don’t buy this one.  I’m not that small! I’m 5’3″ yet people always think I’m smaller than them, even if, I am in fact, taller.  Perhaps it’s because I don’t have a giant personality, and am more introverted?  Yea, I think this one might bother me the most.

Whatever the reason, people want to come to my rescue.  I have no problem with that, as long as they know that I don’t need it, but do appreciate it.  I almost wish I was a seemingly strong, domineering woman, but I’m actually really comfortable being who I am.  Plus, you get these people who support you and encourage you, and it’s quite nice.


I’m Afraid of Children


Okay, not all children, but the children in the 4th and 5th grade at the school I work at, in the lunch room, being crazy.  I’m afraid of them.  I am usually a pretty badass teacher who can handle most behavior problems.  Kids need structure, I say, and I give it to them.  But at this school where no child is made to ever have a consequence for his or her unwanted behavior, well, I’m clueless.  I think I’ve crippled myself by overthinking things, and now the students see the fear in my eyes at the beginning of every lunch time.  Today they decided to all break out into song and make the lunchroom a torture chamber for my ears.  (I tried to make them stop, but they just started back up again 1 minute later).  They were singing the “Sideburns” song.  I have included it below, but if you have half a brain, you will absolutely hate it.  I couldn’t even watch the whole thing.  God, I despise 4th and 5th graders.


Now a few of them have taken to rolling their eyes when I ask them to do something like, “listen up” or “clean up.”  Today, one kid even started mocking my word choices to his neighbor.  Granted, I made pretty terrible word choices because I was sweating like a pig with fear that no one was going to follow my directions.   Basically, this 25 minutes of my day is the absolute worst.  I’m pretty sure that the 1 1/2 hours a week I spend doing this shortens my life span by at least a month.  Apparently last year, they had two people helping with student supervision, but this year it’s just me.  I’m not sure if I should talk to my boss about it again or just suffer through the next 100 days in silence.

I’m very intuitive and I have the sense that each child in that room has this very thought when they see me:


Caffeine Free



This is generally how I feel 80% of the time.  I wasn’t always this way.  Three years ago I went to Starbucks as a treat every other week or so.  The past four months I’ve been getting more than one cup of coffee, daily.  In fact, the other day I went to Trader Joe’s and saw their pumpkin flavored coffees and had to wipe the drool off my face.  This is when I had to admit to myself that I am an addict.

I’m not too keen on being dependent on any substance.  And, I’ve been reading all these articles that say caffeine and alcohol intake may affect IVF cycles, blah blah.  I decided that I should try to quit my coffee habit for the next few months at least.  Today is day two.  I’ve noticed that I’m in a pretty crap mood, but I’m not sure if it’s from the lack of caffeine or the abundance of tooth pain I’ve been having (tmj?).  So, because I am a person who loves routine (a.k.a. having tendencies towards addictions), I had to replace coffee with something.  I choose herbal tea and morning smoothies.  (the problem with exchanging coffee for smoothies is the cleanup is not an even exchange.  I just may burn out on this smoothie making business.)

Here are the winners so far:

1.  Trader Joe’s Harvest Blend Herbal Tea  Let’s just say apple, cinnamon, and hibiscus = warming goodness.  Plus there’s a fox on the box.




2.  Pumpkin Smoothies  There are a few great recipes out there.  There’s a Superfood Pumpkin Smoothie from Little Leopard Blog, and a plain ole Pumpkin Pie Smoothie from Fannetastic Food.   I sorta made a blend between these two recipes.  It was pretty yummy.

I also tried making a green smoothie that had cucumbers, ginger, coconut water, green apples, and spinach.  I loved the flavor, but the consistency was a bit weird.  In fact, S refused to drink it (he is neither a fan of ginger nor gritty drinks you must chew).  I gotta figure that out.

So, that’s my latest.  Exciting, I know.  Check back in about a week, and I’ll let you know if this addiction stuck.