On my morning trek to Starbucks this morning I heard a segment on the radio about how popular dog yoga is becoming around the world. Now, God knows I love my dogs, and I really do love yoga. But in conjunction, not so sure about that. Its kind of like how I love Salmon and I love peanut butter, but together they’d be a pretty big mess.
So I came home to read about it — try to expand my understanding of the subject. Turns out it is quite the phenomenon. Dog Yoga…hmm…makes sense I guess. I mean where did they come up with downward facing dog anyway? Pooch inspired???
Thing is that my dogs seem pretty relaxed as it is. I mean, they wake up in my bed, take a run around the yard, pee, come in and eat, sleep, go back outside, pee….well you get the picture. Lots of eating and sleeping going on around here. I don’t think I’d be able to convince the husband that we should spend a cent of his hard earned money to help the dogs feel more relaxed. This isn’t to say that I haven’t met a dog or two in my time who would benefit from some chilling out. I just wonder if the dogs will really let you put them in the pose. When I want to cuddle and Cessie doesn’t there is no amount of force in my body that can get or or keep her lying next to me. All the sudden her 12lb body has the strength of 10 men. I can’t imagine trying to get her to stand in tree pose. (I am laughing out loud at this visual hehe)
After all the giggling I guess this is what I got from my research this morning: Some dogs, like people, cannot calm down to save their lives. And really, as crazy as the whole thing might sound, the more things we have to make our world a calmer place, well I’m all for that.
I think I’ve fallen in love again, this time with a plush:
We got new labels! I feel like a real designer now!
I love when customers send in photos of their dogs wearing Mimi.
Meet Millie, she belongs to Elizabeth:
Cosmo who belongs to Kimber of Great Scott
Lucy (and baby Ian) who both belong to Molly
Shiva, whom Carol at Wires n’ Pliers bought this Matilda Collar for…
It is a total pick me up to see “customers” (hehe) wearing my designs. And I sooo need a pick me up today! It has been kind of a tough week so far. Not having the security of a full time job and missing my co-workers has really been getting to me. But I know this will pass, I’ve said it once and I will say it again, quitting a job is like breaking up with a boyfriend. Maybe worse…hummm…
And speaking of pick me ups, although Starbucks is closing 500 locations somehow I am lucky enough to have one (with a drive thru no less) opening up just blocks away. Plus it is right by the entrance to the freeway! This is going to be hard on the pocketbook, I can already see it!
“You talking to me Mom?”
“What’s that you say? I am not supposed to kick Etta out of the new bed
you made her? Yes, I know you already made me a bed and that the fur is
coming off Etta’s elbows because she sleeps on the hard ground so much,
but…” “But how can you be mad at this face? I mean really..”
I am pretty sure that I just went through the most complicated process of all time — applying for a merchant account. However, on a positive note, Mimi Green now accepts Visa, Mastercard, American Express, and we are in the Discover Network. Yahoo!
badge on their site. This means to me that the seller had to give a blood sample, a DNA test, pass a lie detector, all while hopping continuously on one foot. At one point I think I promised my first born to the bank if I commit any on-line fraud;)
For months I have made 24 hours a day into 36. Between a new baby, a budding business and working 9pm-7am at the Newswire, I have barely been able to formulate a complete thought lately. Something had to give and I don’t think Auggie has any plans to move out a get a job anytime soon, nor is Mimi Green going to be shelved. But I really like the people I work with at the Wire too and I like the security it gives me. I have shed a lot of tears trying to make a good decision.
But then a week and a half ago I am sitting there and out of the blue a Kafka quote appears in front of me. He says, “Follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.”
So, as risky as it is, I decided to leave the Newswire. Tuesday, July 15th will be the final day that I am wide-awake while the rest of the world is soundly sleeping. I am following my obsessions mercilessly, a little feverishly, and with much excitement.
The upside is that Mimi will get great attention, I will actually get to spend time with my kids and husband, and I will have time again for leisurely activities like yoga and hiking.
The downside is that I won’t spend 10 hours a day laughing with some of the wittiest people I have ever met, but I figure when I am up working long nights in the studio I will give them a call to remind them about things like the invisible manatee.
I have to say that leaving this job feels like breaking up with a boyfriend. I’ve laughed, I’ve cried, I’ve yelled, and I’ve lost a lot of sleep. But all in all I feel super satisfied with my decision.
Next week I will be waking up as the sun rises, making my espresso drink, and starting my day here, in my new and improved studio space:
In celebration of Amy Butler’s new book, Little Stitches for Little Ones, I thought I’d take us back to 2006 and reminisce about her very fantastic book, In Stitches.
I could tell that I was getting old this year when all I really wanted for my birthday was Amy’s In Stitches and Amy Karol’s Bend the Rules Sewing. There were birthdays, pretty recent ones I am ashamed to admit, where all I wanted was a hookah to smoke really gross, sticky, Indian tabacco with my friends. Other recent ones I can’t really remember very well but I do remeber looking at the inside of a toilet a good part of the night.
Don’t get me wrong, getting old isn’t a bad thing for me– it was actually very exciting. I felt like a woman finally this past year and my hobbies were reflecting that. So anyway, here I am trying to explain to my husband what sewing books to buy me and he’s looking at me like I am telling him which tampons to get at the grocery store for me. “Jewelry, I want jewelry, ” I say and he can understand those requests, very well I am happy to say. I had to find someone else to buy me some Amy B. I email the links you see above to my sisters and mother. Unfortunately this threw them for a loop too. I ended up with a Amazon gift card from one sister telling me to order it for myself and a very irritated mother who told me that it is unlady like to tell people what to buy you if they aren’t asking.
Okay, fine. I think I would have had better luck asking for the hookah. So in a last ditch effort to get my hands on In Stitches, I have my infant son order the book for me. I gave him my credit card number of course and typed in Barnes and Noble’s web address for him, but that isn’t the point. I was sure that little Auggie wanted to get these books for me as a present, he’d been hearing me complain about wanting them for long enough
The day the two books arrived I was ecstatic!
I mean, look at these stunning photos, these vibrant colors! I couldn’t put it down. Keep in mind that Mimi Green and Augustine had both just been born. I really didn’t have free time for Amy, but I was willing to loose sleep over it, for a few days anyway.
I did buy the vintage sheet Amy recommends for making her PJ pants. I bought Michael Miller fabric to make a quilt. I had super good intentions, I swear I did.
Although none of Amy’s patterns ever made it to my sewing machine I have no regrets. Amy’s book is nothing like the exercise equipment I bought that has now turned into another place to hang my clothes. Although not used for what it was intended for, I am in love with In Stitches. This book is the book I’d want to be if I were a book. The gorgous colors, the stunning photography! Colin McGuire outdid himself with the photos, I so hope that he shoot Little Stitches for Little Ones. The reason I don’t know for sure– Amy is only selling this on her website. It won’t be on booksellers shelves till early September.
That’s okay with me, I am still in my honeymoon with In Stitches anyway. There are truly few things that are better than an overcast day, a fine cup of espresso, and cuddling up on my big couch with this book. The pages are thick and matte. Bound by wire, you and your imagination can easily flip through and have the book lay flat (great for laying it on your sewing table — I’m told anyway. he he.) The lifestyle that this book portrays is one that I aspire to. It’s like everyday is a Sunday afternoon in a really hip, cool, stylish world. All you need are your comfy PJ’s, a big pillow to snuggle with and you are fabulous. As simple as that Ms. Butler is.
Today though i am making a promice to you and to myslef. I am going to pre-order Little Stitches for Little Ones and the day it gets here I am going to make something from it. Even if I have to rearrange the sun and the moon so I can have extra hours in my crazy day, I will do it. This time it won’t seem too selfish to me. Auggie really wants an Amy Butler kimono and new crib set, he told me so;)
Times have been strange since my last entry.