Thursday, July 31, 2008

The Muppet Movie

Last Friday we decided to take Creed to see an outdoor showing of the Muppet movie. We weren't too optimistic about his ability to make it through much of the movie, but we thought we'd be able to see a new part of town, play around a bit, and as an added bonus, we found out last minute that one of my favorite bloggers Design Mom's Gabrielle was going to be there so we got to chat with her.

It turned out that Creed loved the outing. This is a horrible video clip, but you get a glimpse of how he stood up so attentive and danced through most of the movie and kept pointing excitedly at the screen. We finally took him home at 10:00 so he wouldn't be too cranky in the morning, but he would have been happy to stay longer.

Things That Make Me Happy Right Now . . .

Larry and I finally joined 1999 and got cell phones when we moved out here. Since we've never had cell phones, the sales person convinced us to get whatever phone and use it for a while and then bring it back to exchange it for another phone once we figured out what we wanted. Well, that turned out to be the best advice ever because thanks to huge demand for the new Iphone (which I would love, but cannot justify at this point in my life), all the other nice phones aren't selling so they were offering huge rebates. For $20 more than the cheapo phone I had that didn't do anything, I now am the proud owner of this Palm Centro, which does everything I can possibly think of.
Penelope on DVD

Pepperidge Farms honey goldfish grahams, Creed's favorite new on-the-go snack

My new dress from Target

Finally having a closet in our room, even if it isn't finished. Our bedroom had a two foot wide closet so Larry and I have been living out of suitcases until we finally got this closet up. It was our one totally impractical splurge to make living in our rental here a little more comfortable. Besides our bed, it pretty much fills up the tiny room, but I love it!

What girl could resist putting her shoes away if she gets to put them away like this? This new charm (mine is orange instead of pink). I had the pleasure of meeting up with two blogging friends, Elisa and Cristin and they gave me this beautiful charm, which is actually made on a scrabble tile. The night before, I had just been talking to Larry about ordering the poster version, which Cristin owns, and how I think I need to adopt "Keep calm and carry on" as my mantra for this move. I couldn't believe my eyes when Cristin handed me the charm. It couldn't have been a more perfect gift.
And the frames and alphabet prints that I designed for Eva have been getting some really lovely compliments that make me happy too (and yes, this feels like bragging, but I can't help it, I'm so proud of what a great job Eva did with them)

Being featured on Poppytalk Handmade

and this mention on A Little Sussy, a blog that I LOVE

and this mention on Decor8

and this one that makes me laugh on What Designers

and last, but not least, this amazing post on Apartment Therapy

Lest you think my life is perfect . . .

I know so many people's lives look perfect on their blogs, and I don't want people to have a misconception of my life around here. On average, I try to focus on the positive, but I want this blog to be an honest record of my life so I try to do a little reality check around here once in a while.

So the truth is, I'm leading a pretty lonely life these days. I'm one of those people that needs some alone time, but lately, almost all of my time is alone time. Someone called the other day in the middle of the day and thought they woke me up because my voice was husky from not using it (I do talk to Creed, but I guess we'd had a quiet morning of me following him around an empty playground and then he'd taken an extraordinarily long nap). Larry works six days a week and he's on call six days a week (it is home call, which is much better than residency, but those calls while we're trying to spend time as a family are so annoying). His only day off each week is Sunday, and since we're Mormon that means three hours of church in the middle of the day along with other meetings and we will never get a chance to explore some of the fun places around town together since we try not to do anything that requires anyone else to work on Sundays. And did I mention that's his schedule for the entire year? That means no long weekends to escape and take a road trip, and no time for Larry to watch Creed so I can do things around the city that aren't fun for a toddler like explore boutiques or buy new jeans or have lunch with friends. Larry has always had to work some Saturdays, but I never realized how important it was to me to have him around for a Saturday here and there.

So people out there who wonder how I do all the things that I do (and I really don't do much, you just get the highlights on my blog) I have more time to myself than I know what to do with. I'm busy with Creed, but at some point, he has to sleep and then I'm on my own.

And speaking of Creed, I love him and find myself constantly blinking in wonder at how cute he is and how quickly he's growing, but it's really tiring being in charge of him 100% of the time. Larry's been trying to help out and take him on some jaunts in the evening, but by the time he gets home and we pull together dinner, Creed is getting tired and cranky and it's probably better for him to stay home and wind down.

And I have so many insecurities as a mother. Am I feeding him well enough? There must be other healthy foods that I can get him to eat. Should I convert to one nap a day and how do I know when that nap should be? And he has a farmer's tan, which means I'm not making him wear enough sunscreen. And we don't know any kids in our neighborhood his age so should I be taking him to playgroup or something so he's used to being around other kids his age? And it is so crazy hot in the afternoons that I feel so bad every time I have to put him in his carseat, aka insulated oven, and he looks at me with those sad eyes. And I'm worried about his loss of vocabulary lately. And . . . and . . . and . . .

I definitely have my flaws. I'm not a good cook and I'm so uninspired in the kitchen. I HATE exercising and tell myself that chasing Creed is enough right now. I keep saying the word "stinkin'" which I hate (why did I even start saying that?) and I can't stop! I'm obsessed with finding a new rug for our living room that's beautiful, yet affordable and it's driving me crazy that I can't find one. I have a totally irrational fear of ducks and geese and they are all over the parks here. I stay up later than I should and I'm grouchy in the morning. I'm terrible at returning phone calls, not because I'm busy, but because I especially don't like talking when I'm feeling blue. If you came to my house right now, you'd think we moved here a week ago instead of a month because I'm not in a hurry for this new place to feel like home and it's not like I have any friends who are coming by so I still have a lot of unpacking and organizing to do (which I guess is a sign that we own a lot of stuff that we don't need).

I totally have a lack of focus these days and am not really sure where I want to head from here. Do I want to try to work as an adjunct professor if it would mean adding more chaos to our families schedule and less time together? Do I want to keep selling fairy doors if that sucks up a lot of my creative time? Do I want to keep accepting freelance graphic design jobs? Do I want to be a little more active in the children's literature blogging world? Should we have another baby and could I really handle that and still be the kind of mom that I want to be to Creed? Should I be focusing more on writing while Creed naps? Should I just drop it all and focus on Creed while he still wants to shadow my every move? In what areas should I really be trying to develop and why do I let all this other stuff get in the way?

I'm not saying all of this to get down on myself or make you think that I'm depressed. I know that I'm blessed and I'm really happy with my life. I just want you to know that I'm not even in the same realm as perfect and I embrace that. Someday, when Creed is feeling lost or lonely or questioning his parenting skills, I want him to be able to read this and know I was there and it's ok. You don't need to be perfect to be happy.

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

You don't gnome me!

The other day, I came across the gnome onesies by Jasper Hearts Wren and due to Larry's love of gnomes, I decided to make Creed a gnome onesie (it was actually a gift to Larry, because I hate gnomes). When I looked up Jasper Hearts Wren online to give you a link, I found out that they actually do make toddler shirts and had I known, I wouldn't have made my own, but the store that I spotted them in only had small onesies so if you want one, I suggest going to buy one on their site (and check out their other cute kids' clothes)Anyway, I have a habit of buying plain t-shirts when I see them on sale so I had this green one on hand and I just used a seam ripper to remove the pocket on it. As far as gnomes go, I must admit that he doesn't look too sinister.
but watch out for the kid wearing it!
Actually he looks kind of like a gnome at work here, doesn't he?
At the moment Creed is VERY attached to that cheapo wagon. We have a real wagon that he can ride in and I can pull without hunching over, but he LOVES this one. He found it on clearance at Target a couple of weeks ago and pulled it all around the store with our purchases in it so we bought it. He wouldn't let Larry put it in the trunk so it rode home next to him in the car while he clung to the handle with his little knuckles turning white. Now it goes EVERYWHERE with him. I guess it was well worth the couple of dollars that we spent.

Crib bedding

Ok, so I am not in the market for crib bedding, but I'm seriously tempted to buy a backup set of crib bedding for Creed because there are some designs that I love on clearance at Wal-Mart. I know, seriously, Wal-mart? Why didn't they have cool, cheap modern bedding when I was pregnant with Creed?

There's the American Rocket set for $31.00, which would look really cute with Creed's rocket mobile
There's the Orchard Park set for $39.00
And then most expensive at $50.00 (which is still ridiculously cheap) there's the Sumersault Blooming Delight
Which one do you think I NEED? Keep in mind his new room is apple green and he still has a bright red dresser

Monday, July 28, 2008

Utah is the place to be!

So the best part about moving to Utah is that many of our friends end up visiting Utah at one time or another so we still get to see them. We've been here under a month but it's still been so comforting to see some familiar faces.

Eva got a tour of our messy, disorganized, half-unpacked home while I forced her to write down her favorite things to do in Utah. We met up with Greta while she was visiting family in Springville (and is it just me or so I look liked a crazed clown here to you too?)

And Reba, Ellie, and Moira picked us up to go to story time at the Provo library
Did I mention that story time at the Provo library is an amazing production? I mean, scripted, miked, well-rehearsed with music, and a puppet show and coordinating coloring all in a cool amphitheater. Wow!

And can you spot Creed begging another mom for treats? Maybe it's not such a good thing that he's getting over his stranger anxiety.

Now I need to get busy scouting out cool things to do around town so I can convince the rest of you to come visit soon!

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Date Night

I think I can almost count all the times we've left Creed with a baby sitter on one hand. He's sixteen months old so if you do the math, we are not getting out a lot these days. Yikes! And now that we live in a new place with no friends we have even less options. Luckily, I talked my parents into watching Creed after he went to sleep for the night (so no work was involved) and Larry and I headed out to do something I've really been wanting to do; we took a moonlit tram ride at Sundance. It was as beautiful and romantic as I pictured it! You should try it during the next full moon!

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Just in case you're wondering if my dad is awesome . . .

Uhhh, yes! What kid didn't dream of having a treehouse? So when my nephews Cole and Grant came to spend a month visiting this summer, my dad decided to go to work. Originally, he told me it would be small and not high off the ground. Ummmm, yah . . . you can't see in this photo, but it's seven feet off of the ground and my whole family could move in. There's also talk of adding a slide soon.
I poked fun saying, "What, no stained glass windows?" and he said, "Well, I think I'm just going to do one."

You're awesome dad! I can't wait until Creed's big enough to play up there. And thanks to my mom for the photos.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

I Want To Be The Kind of Mom Who . . .

I think this is going to become a regular feature on my blog because I'm always gathering ideas for new things that I want to try to become the kind of parent that I want to be. I hope that you enjoy reading about them to and maybe they will spark some ideas about the kind of parent that you would like to be.

I want to be the kind of mom who regularly takes my kids to book signings to meet our favorite authors and illustrators. I usually already have copies of the books that we are getting signed, but I've started buying new copies to be signed just for Creed so he will have his own library of autographed books to share with his kids someday. At each signing I take a picture of Creed with the author or illustrator and tuck it into the book we had signed.

I want to be the kind of mom who makes Memorial Day special. I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to do this yet, but I recently read on a blog somewhere (I wish I remembered which one) about a mom who doesn't live near any of her ancestors graves so she looks up some famous graves in the area and takes her kids to see them on Memorial Day and tells the story of each person as she making her visits so her kids get that Memorial Day is about remembering people. This is where Louisa May Alcott, the author is Little Women, is buried, etc. It could be an interesting activity to research whose graves you could visit (that sounds a little morbid, doesn't it?)
I want to be the kind of mom who takes the time out to spend with her friends, which might include a fun garden party like this one I saw on Design Mom. It was actually a bridal shower, but I love the idea of have a glass jar or vase labeled for each guest to fill with flowers and take home at the end of the evening. If you are like me, and don't have a lot of money, you could have each guest bring a few of their favorite flowers to share and then everyone could assemble their own bouquets. You could also pick up flowers at some place like Costco where they have surprisingly beautiful big bouquets that would provide plenty to share.

I want to be the kind of mom who plans readathons for her kids. My friend Mary Ann's mom regularly gathered her kids and their friends for a trip to the library and a stop to pick up favorite treats for such a special occasion and then they pushed their couches together to create a big cozy nest and the readathon began. I remember thinking that was the COOLEST thing ever!

I want to be the kind of mom who creates a caterpillar garden so her kids can watch the process of how a caterpillar becomes a butterfly.

Photo via Mindy Weiss.
I want to be the kind of mom who gathers the kids in the neighborhood for backyard movie night. The Hudsons do this and project the movie onto their garage door. There have been a few times that my dad signed out the projector from his office for an outdoor movie night and there's just something magical about watching a movie underneath the stars.

I want to be the kind of mom who can rock out to songs like this with her kids. I know, I know, I just posted a million videos, but this was just makes me too happy. The perfect meld of fun-for-kids, and music-I-want-to-listen-to, which I think is important. Just like I try to buy books with artful illustrations so Creed can grow up with an appreciation for good art, I'm trying to share some good music too (and yea, I know, what's good is all relative)

Photo via Restaurant Widow
I want to be the kind of mom who subscribes to a CSA (Community Supported Agriculture). This means subscribing to a farm and receiving weekly boxes of their harvests during the growing season (about June through October). People join by purchasing a "share" of produce pre-season, then pick up their weekly produce from a central drop point in their area during the harvest season. You support local farmers and get very fresh produce. I think this would be good for me because I would be sure to receive some produce that I don't normally cook with and it would be fun to learn how to use it.

I want to be the kind of mom who attends a mother-son book club. I recently read about a great mother son book club that always has a great book-related activity planned for each meeting so the boys really get excited to read the books and meet for book club. My mind is already swimming with ideas, but for now, story time at the library will suffice.

I want to be the kind of mom who leaves a "wink to the next family" when I move. You'll have to read the article to understand that one, but Holy Cow, it's the coolest family mystery ever!

Photo via Cup of Jo
I want to be the kind of mom who will let my son be Mr. Bean for a day if he wants to.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Meet the Girl Version of Creed

My dad called us Saturday night to invite us to a slide show of slides from my childhood by request of my sisters. Candice mentioned to my mom that there aren't that many pictures of us when we were little and my mom said it's because they had lots of slides. We dug out a grocery bag and sorted through slides and came up with some gems. I took a few picture of the slide show with my camera since we don't have a slide scanner yet so forgive the blurry photos, but i had to post a few of my favorites.

First of all, I guess this explains where Creed's big open-mouthed smile comes from.
My mom made pretty much all of the clothes that you see in these pictures. I can't imagine making all of Creed's clothes.
People always ask where Creed gets his white-blond hair and they are always surprised when I say that I was the same way when I was little.
Here I am with Candice. We were always about the same size.
My whole family cracked up when they saw this one because this is so me. I used to fight to be able to get myself dressed and I always ended up in outfits like this when I won the battle. My mom would have to compromise, "You can wear this to the store if I get to pick out what you wear to church tomorrow . . ."
And speaking of stylin, here's my dad the day he got his PHD And here are all of the Borup girls.

It was crazy looking back and realizing how much Creed looks like me and how much Logan looks like Marissa. I'm so glad that my sisters got my dad to pull out the slides. It makes me a little sad that we don't use film anymore and Creed won't have a slide show of his childhood one day. We could always put together a Powerpoint and project it or something, but it just isn't the same as film.

Monday, July 14, 2008

Don't you just feel like dancing today?

There have been so many clips on the web lately that make me smile, like this clip found via Betz White

Where the Hell is Matt? (2008) from Matthew Harding on Vimeo.

And this clip that made me laugh right out loud, found via Design Mom

There's something about this clip found via The Black Eiffel that just makes me feel good

And this one. also via Black Eiffel has been on my mind a lot lately since reading The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau Banks (Have you read it yet? You NEED to.)

Which leads me to this sketch from Improv Everywhere. They filled a subway car with identical twins dressed alike and acting like mirror images. I wish that I could have seen it in person.

If you haven't heard of Improv Everywhere, you NEED to check out their site. I think I need to add taking part in one of their events to my bucket list.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Salt Lake City Farmer's Market

Last week I visited the Provo Farmers Market and it was a sad, sad scene. There were about 15 booths (I'm told some booths were missing due to the holiday) and only two of them were farmers. One was a local farmer selling herbs, the other was pulling the same boxes shipped from places like California and Mexico that you would see at any grocery store to stock his booth. It really made me miss Columbus, where there are several different Farmers Markets and they have strict rules about only selling local produce picked within 24 hours so you're supporting locals, getting a very fresh product, and cutting down on the pollution caused by shipping produce. On top of all of that, they have an amazing selection.

Well, not to be deterred, I heard good things about the Farmers market in Salt Lake City so Creed and I headed there after dropping Larry off at work on Saturday morning. The Farmers Market is held in Pioneer Park on 3rd South and 3rd West from nine a.m. to one p.m. every Saturday during the summer. It's kind of a sketchy park, but volunteers always clean it up right before the Farmers Market and I felt completely safe there.

Oh was I pleasantly surprised! It was great! I couldn't believe how much produce was there and it was all grown locally. They had a row the whole length of the park of just farmers and the rest of the park had artisans and other food booths.

I only had my little point and shoot camera with me and I was juggling Creed and my purchases (beacuse my stroller is in my car which is STILL in Ohio, but that's another story for another time), but I couldn't resist taking a few photos for you. I'm just sorry that I didn't note which pictures were from which farm.


figs (these were not grown locally, but they were grown organically)potatoes
My friend Em says the Belgian waffle guy is famous and they are amazing wafflesQuail eggs (wouldn't know how to use them, but they are so pretty)
And there was so much more that I didn't take pictures of. Creed and I headed home with a bag full of potatoes, raspberries, and cherries. I think we could make the Farmers Market a Saturday morning tradition.