Love is a Pillowcase

Happy love day, friends. If you are alone today, take heart. One never knows what next Valentine's Day will bring. Give yourself some TLC today in the form of a mocha or your favorite music. xo

Lisa Ridgely--how I adore your exquisite calligraphy. Thank you for the "happy valentine's day" file. As you can see, I happily attached it to my collage, above. I can think of a thousand places to use this! Find it in Lisa's shop here.

Now, about the pillowcase. My mom is known for them. She makes the most beautiful, crafty, creative pillowcases. As a child, I always felt safe and loved sleeping on my pillowcase adorned with tiny red hearts. As a grown-up (is that debatable?), I have washed my Mary Engelbreit case so much it hardly has color left.

In honor of mom and the pillowcases she makes us with love, I sewed her one for her birthday.

She liked it.
She cried.
She even called it "glorious." Glorious: by far my best sewing compliment ever.

Mom, celebrating your birthday with you, dad, J2, Caleb, Nathan, Ian, and Lilly was so special today. You are loved and adored.

Celebrate!

Pull up one of these and stay awhile.

Enjoy a cupcake.

This party even has flowers. Smell them?

Let's celebrate today.

Happy birthday, mom.

I love you. LOVE. YOU. I hope your day is fabulous.

Sweet blog reader, celebrate with us today. Many of you know my mama (lucky you). If you do, leave a comment about her on this post wishing her a happy birthday.

Don't know her? Leave a comment about what makes your own mom so special. Oh, and you can also read more about her here.

Don't forget to take a flower and balloon with you on your way out!

Photos from Flickr found here:
chair
cupcakes
flowers
balloons

Rock n Roll Ruth

Growing up, I always knew she was the coolest mom on the block.

All the neighbor kids would come over to see her hula-hoop. She was legendary. The hoop never fell. Never.

And she could play Ms. Pacman on the Atari until her hands were blistered. No level was too difficult, no ghost too quick for her. She beat the game. Every. Time.

In Kid World, those two talents made her a superstar.

I'm still struggling to keep up with her. She's tweeting, Facebooking, and mastering every app on the planet for her smart phone. She's even listening to my music. (It's just bizarre to come to your mom's for lunch and hear Coldplay streaming from the stereo.)

But now, her cool points have skyrocketed. My mom's piano music is on iTunes. Find it here and here. It's also on Amazon.com. Go here and here.

What will she conquer next? Did I mention she recently got an electric guitar? (I think all those Guitar Hero whoopin's against dad finally went to her head.)

She claims she won't get serious about learning guitar until there are no grandbabies left to hold.

Not sure I believe her. More probable: she'll be playing Chris Martin's "Fix You" guitar solo by Christmas. Rock on, mom. Rock on.

Fancy Pants Tag, Some News, and a Secret

My first official custom order calls for an official tag, right? Thanks, Nathan. (For those who don't know, my honey is a phat designer. Find him here. JAM, that "phat" part was for you. You know why.)

Note to self: get that etsy shop open!

Had to post these photos. No matter how old I get, I still love being with my mama! Today, we had the chance to craft together. These cone centerpieces for the rehearsal dinner are turning out better than we'd hoped.

Here's a sneak peak. Finished project photos coming soon. I'm always amazed at mom's total perfection on these projects. See what I mean?

And this is random, but, "We promise we didn't make her (Lilly) do it," says Nathan.

That blurry flurry of cleaning action/little Cinderella is our daughter. Set her loose with a wet washcloth and she's a machine. The cleaning went on for about 25 minutes. Woody's clean. Buzz is clean. Her play kitchen is clean. Her legs are clean. Her arms our clean. Roughly 600 square feet of hardwood flooring is clean.

I'm not sure she's going to be able to stand the sight of her mama's house when she grows up. Anywho, I'm still convinced there's time to force my messiness upon her. What do you think?

OH, and some news . . .

I've been invited to join the Triple the Sketch design team. Can't wait to get started! First, I have to figure out how to post that blinkie on my blogger . . .

And a secret. Shhh. One of the greatest opportunities of my life happened upon me today, but, alas, I must keep this project on the down-low for a bit longer. So, the secret must remain a secret. Stay tuned for amazing news!

Incredibly thankful for this little piece of real estate in the blogosphere called yeebird that I can ramble to each day, and immensely thankful for you, dear reader. Good things are happening. Today was an amazing day.