Sunday, March 10, 2013

A Thank You Giveaway!

I cannot even believe that in two years I have reached over 1000 fans on my Facebook Good Little Things Page. When I listed my first item to sell on Etsy, I was skeptical that anyone would want to buy something that I had made. I mostly did it to quiet the people who had been "yelling" at me for years to sell my stuff. (You know who you are. :-)

And now here we are. And the only reason is because I have amazing people like you, supporting me, encouraging me and spreading the word. So, of course, it's only right that I say a great big huge THANK YOU! And some of my crazily talented friends have offered to help me do so. Let me introduce you to them.

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First up, we have Jutta from The Lucky Elephant. She makes positively beautiful wrap bracelets with a sweet elephant charm for luck on every design. I am so in love with her most colorful wraps. Jutta is giving the winner a single wrap bracelet, and you get to choose the color. Lucky indeed! Then we have Lee Ann from Clawfoot Bathworks. Oh my gosh. Lee Ann's soaps are amazing. And the winner gets three bars, Lily of the Valley, Vanilla Grapefruit, and Key Lime. Can you even imagine how good those must smell?

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  Also generously contributing is Lauren of Ellsworth Designs, whom I love like a sister. She's my graphic design guru, my creative sounding board and a generous soul. She is giving the winner a home decor print. And you get to choose your favorite quote and color.

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    And then we have Laura from Simply Paperie. I have loved Laura's designs for a while now. She's a dream to work with coming up with custom creations just perfect for that special someone. She is gifting a pack of these adorable nautical note cards.

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  And finally, from me, the winner will receive a Sole Hope ring, with $10 going to Sole Hope in their honor, AND an orange leather flower necklace, so shimmery and pretty.

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  So that's pretty exciting right? The giveaway will last from 3/11-3/15 and the winner will be announced on Monday the 18th. There are lots of chances and ways to enter. Good luck! And did I mention, "Thank you!"?

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Monday, January 21, 2013


Unless you are extraordinarily blessed in some way, it's safe to say that if you are a female, you struggle with self-perception at least from time to time. It's been a very up and down journey for me over the years. I find myself struggling again, and if it's alright with you, I thought I might work out some of my thoughts about it here. I am in no way seeking compliments or assurances that I am "beautiful." I simply want to be honest for a moment. Because I am sure that I am not alone in these thoughts or feelings.

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This is me as a little girl. From around this time through to the summer between my 9th and 10th grade years, I suffered with a lot of self loathing. I don't mean self-consciousness, I mean loathing. I used to yell at myself and throw things at my image in the mirror. I would tell myself I was ugly, and stupid and no one loved me. I had a very loving family and an incredibly close family, so I have no idea where these feelings came from. I have no dark memories. But, I was convinced that I was unlovable. 

 The summer between my 9th and 10th grade years, I came to a different understanding about who I was. I began to feel and believe that God had created me, exactly as he had planned. And for me to hate who I was, was to question his design. I also believed that Christ had died for me, out of love, exactly as I was. And if he had found that much worth in me, then I needed to begin accepting myself. Somehow, I was released from the bondage I had known for years. For the next few years, I lived with a confidence I had never known before. And because of that confidence, I started to feel beautiful. I had never felt that way before. In college, where I was studying fashion design, I did some modeling.

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  And while I had irregular features, my confidence made me a decent runway model.

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This is how I felt about and saw myself for the next ten years or so. Then I started having children. Oh how that will challenge your perception of your physical self. I didn't know how to dress myself for my new life. Spit up, and crawling around and chasing after little ones don't lend themselves to heels and dresses and, you know, daily showers. 

 Not only that, there is reconciling yourself to your new body. Even though I lost weight quickly after my first two, nothing was the same, and nothing, therefore fit the same. After my third child, my daughter, I couldn't ditch the weight and I just look more tired and worn out. Frankly, that's because I am. With some health issues that cause sleep to be illusive, a booming little business, and three kids who take turns waking me, I. Am. Tired.

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Still, I manage at times, to feel like this (the pictures below). A photo shoot taken this past year for my business.

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 Most of the time, these days though, this is how it plays out in my head. (I took these pics a couple of days ago as a sort of therapeutic test.) 

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 I look at the picture and am okay with the results. Then I look again and feel an uneasiness. Then I look a little closer and things start to shift and all I can see are the fact that my eyes aren't even, and my skin is ruddy, and I have the Putnam double chin. I see time leaving its mark all over my face. And then I try to stop there and realize my face says a couple of things about me. The lines between my eyes are deep, from too often furrowing my brow. And my smile lines are deep as well. So, apparently, I feel deeply and often. I am okay with that story. 

 I am sure my self-perception will continue to evolve.  But, I am hopeful that I can maintain the winning edge over it. I want to reclaim the confidence I had. I want my sons to think their mom is pretty. And I want my daughter to have a healthy understanding of beauty. Part of that comes with taking care of myself. Most of it comes with continuing to be close to the one who created me and getting my worth from him. Throw in the fact that I have a husband who tells me daily that he thinks I am beautiful, and my chances are pretty good.

Thanks for letting me get that out. If you have any thoughts to add, I would love to hear them.