Lovely.

{Can you see my kite?}

Hoping your Thanksgiving was Lovely.

With a capital "L."

Off to Grandmother's House We Go

I'm thankful for many things this year -- top on the list is a job I love! -- but I'm also grateful that my parents chose to retire at one of the most beautiful beaches on the Oregon coast.

We're headed to Grammy & Grandpa's house today after work. Ooh can't wait.

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. See you next week!

{images above from our last Thanksgiving at the beach: Big Sis walks the beach, Ben takes Teddy for a piggy-back, Niece Olivia Flies.}

Love for Nie Nie

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Today, I'd planned to write about printing a new design. But after seeing this segment on the Today Show this morning, my plans changed.

I followed Stephanie Nielson's story last year: a mother my age with four young children, nearly killed in a plane crash. I first heard about the Nielson family after receiving an email from a store owner suggesting I donate some Simple Ink goods for an online auction to benefit them.

Stephanie's blog, The Nie Nie Diaglouges, is an inspiring collection of creative thoughts and images about motherhood. I remember paging through the blog last year after receiving the donation request, so impressed with her creativity. At that time, some thought Stephanie might not survive her injuries. The money raised would go to a fund for her children.

This is why, when I strolled downstairs this morning and flipped on the TV and saw her there, I nearly fell to my knees. All these months later, I'd fallen into my routine and slowly stopped checking on her progress.

Now strong but still recovering from burns that cover 80% of her body, Stephanie is beautiful, inspiring. Graciousness embodied.

In a recent blog entry about returning home after a year in the hospital, she describes sorting through her craft room and finding a To Do list from days before the crash, a menu for that week, and notes about an upcoming yoga class.

She writes, "I left my house at 8:30 am on Saturday, August 16, 2008 and never returned."

With Thanksgiving almost here, Stephanie reminds us all there is to be thankful for. I, for one, am thankful that she's back.

Little Boy Cars

Over the weekend we worked on a little remodel in our son's bedroom. Yes, the momentous switch from crib to Big Boy Bed. Exciting, indeed.

I mention it here because of these darling little sheets which are a central component to the big change. My little guy is, shall we say, OBSESSED with model cars. I know, I know, you're thinking, "My son (nephew, brother, grandson, etc.) likes little cars too."

No. It's not like that.

It's a clear, clean obsession. Some children have a blankie that soothes them, some maybe a teddy bear. My child has a yellow Hot Wheel he clutches to his chest while he slumbers.

I digress.

Back to the sheets. Aren't they cute? And so much like the Pottery Barn set for which I just couldn't bear to plunk down $50. Needless to say, I was thrilled when Grammy found these for a fraction of the price at T.J. Maxx. Go Grammy.

(I'm getting to the point. I promise.)

My heart also sang when I saw these little sheets because they reminded me of a long-ago-filed-away sketch I'd done of little cars like these. My plan was to create a custom stationery set for a my friend's son. Can't you see it... a row of little cars running across the top of the card with "Aidan" or "Benjamin" or "Your Buddy's Name Here" all in letterpress. And I'd forgotten about it until I saw the sheets.

The press is ready, the sketch is out = cuties coming soon.

{If you look closely at photo #2, you can see Ben's profile on the pillow... deep in concentration lining up his Hot Wheels on the windowsill.}

Carol Hannah is My Winner

I admit to still (after 6 seasons) being a Project Runway fan. I just eat up every minute. Watching creative people produce spectacular things just with fabric, needle, and thread is riveting.

That said, last night's finale diappointed. Although all three remaining designers created impressive runway shows, there was a clear winner in my eyes.

And she lost. (sigh.)

Above are a few images from Carol Hannah Whitfield's final runway show. Are they not fabulous? (And she has an Etsy shop! Check out those cool belts!)

Well, what did you think? Did you think "Mean-a Irina" deserved her win?

Snowflakes

My last post revealed that I can, well, sometimes resent the snow. There can be a lot of it here in Bend. And I'm not just saying that. I mean A LOT.

However, when I'm not dwelling on the sheer volume of it, I can appreciate its beauty. The snow where I grew up was much, shall we say, "wetter" (thus the nickname, "Sierra Cement") than here. It fell in globs, not whispering flakes.

In Central Oregon the snow is more like dry powder -- so much that you can see the individual crystalline shapes of the flakes as they fall on your jacket.

It was that first experience actually seeing the intricacy of little snowflakes with my naked eye that inspired one of this year's holiday cards. Well, that and Eckhart Tolle. I discovered The Zen proverb on the front of the cards in his A New Earth.

Everyone needs a little Zen in her life... especially around the holidays... right?

Snoopy Doopy

Ben pulled this old book of Snoopy cartoons off the shelf today and begged me to read them. At age three, I thought he might not appreciate Snoopy's sometime-nuanced humor, but he giggled right along (whether he got it or not).

When he turned the page to the cartoon above, I noticed that Snoopy and I have the same feelings about winter's arrival.

I feel ya, Snoop. I'm not ready either.

New Amy Butler Rugs

How beautiful are these new rugs by Amy Butler? I have snippets of her fabric decorating my office... how I'd love to add a rug!

{found originally via Poppytalk}

Use What You've Got

I'm listening to the audio version of this book as I pack up some wholesale orders this morning.

Originally, I picked it up at the library because Barbara Corcoran (you may recognize her from Shark Tank or her appearances on The Today Show), is actually a personal friend of my godmother, Enid, who worked as a broker in Ms. Corcoran's real estate empire for years.

Enid has told me many funny stories about Barbara (should I call her that?) and, in sum, she's clearly one of the smartest, funniest, spunkiest women you'd like to know. Not to mention, it's inspiring to hear how she started a billion dollar empire with only $1,000. Yep, $1,000 she borrowed from a friend.

And how much to I love her title: "Use What You've Got: And Other Business Lessons I Learned From My Mom."

Because, isn't it so true... Mom is the smartest person we know.

Vandercook Model

File this under the heading: "How Cool is That?"

As a bona fide paper geek, I got such a kick out of stumbling across this all-paper model of a Vandercook letterpress in honor of the company's 100th anniversary. This press is an exact model of the fist press I ever used... *hug*.

Kudos to the very talented team at Logos Graphics who created this baby! How cool is that?!

Heard, Understood, Acknowledged

On this Veteran's Day, I suggest reading an editorial written by David Ignatius in the Washington Post, Standing Tall in Harm's Way.

Today, because I have no family member or close friend currently serving in the military, I'll be thinking of this mother, highlighted in Ignatius' column:

"... I saw many images that conveyed the pain of long and repeated deployments. One I remember vividly was a noncommissioned officer at an air base in the Gulf. She was talking by computer with her kids, trying to help keep things together at home and school just a little longer. "Mommy will be home soon," she kept saying. "Mommy will be home soon." But that homecoming is probably still months away."

We're thinking of you, Mommy. And of the many Fathers, Brothers, Sisters and Sons separated from their families today. And of my Uncle John, my father's only brother, who we lost on his third tour in Vietnam years ago. I never knew him.

Back to stationery tomorrow.

{photo courtesy of Getty Images}

Philosophy for A Good Life

I've been a bit buried in the rudimentary steps lately (packing orders, returning phone calls, meeting obligations). Hearing this quotation today, repeated by Quincy Jones (original author unknown) on XM Radio, snapped me out of the routine for a moment.

Philosophy for a Good Life:

Love, laugh, live and give.

Watch your thoughts, because they become your words.

Choose your words, because they become your actions.

Understand your actions, because they become your habits.

Study your habits, because they become your character.

Develop your character, because it becomes your destiny.

{photo of my long-suffering orchid in the kitchen, currently back in bloom.}