What happens to your leisurely weekend of creating a painting for a charity event while you sip wine and maybe decide to go out to the pub, maybe get a run in at some point, when a phone call comes in on Friday night at 6:30pm? Well, if the phone call goes something like this, “They want more. They want it right away. Like NOW. We need it as soon as physically possible. Can you do it?” You kind of try not to fall over and mutter something like, “Um, yeah, I can do that.” Then hang up the phone and go “Oh crap!” While you figure out what painting already exists to give to the charity and how little sleep you ACTUALLY will require for the next three weeks while still being a mom and working full time. And then realize your life for the next few week will look and feel a little something like this:
I wish I had time for a nice long post, but work has been so crazy this week. So many things to do and so many fires to put out. Not to mention websites, posters, programs and tickets to design all the while. If any of you all figure out how to do that stop time thing to catch up on life, you let me know. it will be our little secret. PROMISE.
The economy has most definitely affected the pet portrait business. While it is true, I am not advertising this year, I usually have 5-10 commissions come in all on their own for the holidays. This year so far? ONE. And that one shipped to England, not even here!
But I have had a couple requests from some charities and I have enjoyed that! I just finished one that is going to a labrador rescue (Labrador Friends of the South) that I am delivering this weekend. I am going to do four in this series and the first one is ‘Summer Dog.’ Tonite I am beginning ‘Winter Dog’ for a cancer research fundraiser for Emory university that I got asked to donate to as well. I guess I will have to find two other organizations that will get ‘Autumn Dog’ and ‘Spring Dog.’ If you know of any, let me know!
Ok, have much to say, but have more work to do so I better git. Have a lovely, lovely Friday friends!
The Soph, The Dude and I spent oh, about EIGHT hours working on social studies reports and huge project boards that are due on Monday. Hey, can anyone say “FUN???” Yup, what else would any other ten or twelve year old RATHER due the morning after a night of pretty much having nothing but fun and waking up nursing a candy hangover??! Yes! Two children that woke up with the knowledge that they would be working pretty much all of this gorgeous Saturday on SCHOOL work was um, joyful. If you have not yet noted my sarcastic tone, I will wait for you to catch up. Boyfriend and I tried to soften the blow by taking them out for breakfast, but really I think they felt like it was their last meal or something. So I gave up and just said, “Hey, sometimes we have to work and do what needs to be done. That’s just the way life is sometimes. you don’t have to like it, but you still have to DO it.” You can imagine that went over like a lead balloon. Tough love it was.
I only had to flip out and scream one time when I got just one eye roll too many. That seemed to get them back into alignment and I think they realized that this was not nearly as much fun for me as they thought to might be. That I wasn’t taking pleasure in making children write, glue and god-forbid THINK on a Saturday. We got through it all with just a few tears, a few mumbles and grumbles and mom retreating to her room just one time to “take a breath.” I am happy to report we all woke up THRILLED that everything is done and Sunday is a free day. Woohoo!!
As a reward, I am taking Sophie to High School Musical 3 (Who says I don’t sacrifice for my kids?!?) after her tutor comes today. Noah got to rent a game for his reward.
The day was so gorgeous that this afternoon I asked Sophie if she wanted to make some Earth Art. Inspired by Penelope’s entry here, I thought it would be fun to do on such a pretty day. I said we would collect different things we found all around and make some kind of installation out if it. She was excited about the idea and off we went. We looked all through the back and front yard (It is GORGEOUS Autumn weather here in Georgia today) and even walked around the block to find more. When we got back we decided on a hanging mobile. We had no string though. Sophie remembered she made a strangely long rubberband rope last week and went and got it. (Don’t ask, she makes strange stuff from various household objects and ‘trash’ ALL the time and you would think it useless until you need a extra long rope made out of rubber band and VIOLA! The Soph runs to her room and her secret stash of created stuff and she saves the day! She is pretty much The Professor on Gilligan’s Island around here.) Now, I know the rubberband is not so “earth” like, but we needed something as the closest oak branch was a good 20 feet high. Anyway, we built a lovely mobile that is boucey and swings off a branch of a very large oak tree in our front yard. I imagine if Mother Earth had a baby, she could hang this over the crib. That is kind of hokey, but The Soph and I liked the story. 🙂
Behold! Our Earth Art!
Detail shot – please note the acorns and acorn hats so carefully placed within the mobile.
In the beginning…
The final product.
Proud Mama and her dead girl…
Classic Halloween picture…childhood memories…
She was actually annoyed at pictures at this point, but it made for a perfect dramatic shot!
And of course…the required sorting of THE LOOT. If you forgot what childhood smells like, stick your nose into your kids’ pillowcase and smell all the mix of various candy all at once. Your childhood Halloween memories will come RUSHING back to you! It’s awesome! Oh, and mom will be running extra miles ALL WEEK due to the amount of candy I have been given. Cause whenever Sophie says “Hey Mom, want this Reeses cup? I manage to pause for all of maybe 2.4 seconds before “SURE!!!” slips outta my mouth. Yup, ‘The Willpower’ is strong….(Also: Note creepy demon dog eyes in the back, very nice spooky effect. Thanks Rufus Goofus!)
And the hopeful labrador that thinks she has a shot if she put on the cute puppy smile….Poor Lucy Goosey, she has no chance and doens’t know it. She has been following that bag around all weekend.