Are these the cutest bags ever! I should open a shoppe! For one...who glue guns and makes everything out of paper, markers, and tape...there is something amazing about the real deal. Art in Cloth! (I admire it so much.) My mother has made quilts that should absolutely be in collector art Galleries...plus she makes her own books, jewelry, clothes, bread, everything, and then my sisters have all up and decided to take after her:
I need a porch swing and a nap!
Diane is making beautiful rugs from strips of fabric as we speak, plus, running a store, plus getting ready to welcome Sam home off his mission! :) Maxine just recently refinished a beautiful lawyer book cabinet and an old book card catalog box, plus, she decorates... and is getting straight A's at the university right now. Susan imprints graphics on just about anything, and makes gorgeous handmade cards, and works as a nurse, plus...when you go to her home it has music in the background and she is a chef...oh my! Veanne and Annika and Angie are making the cutest felt things (click to see their ideas and patterns below under: My sisters and nieces stuff). You will not believe how cute.
These ladies: my sweet, talented mother, and the dish-day partners of my youth... these people that I live around and eat and breathe with at times... are all sooooooooo creative, wonderful, and busy! And I love each one of them. The variety is what I like...both in their gifts and in their personalities...just makes life good. We each speak a different 'language' and that makes the world more whole and charming for me! I think about our children and our neighbors and friends and about all of their talents and attributes and activities. I peek over my own insecurities at times at all of the many interesting and important things that others are doing...
I really must... the least I could do...is just take a nap for all of them!
So, I think to myself ...maybe I could go to Teresa's to relax a minute and visit. Maybe she won't be cross-stitching this afternoon... (because of course, she does, you know!) AND I know she is taking piano lessons...but surely the red John Thompson's will be put away for a minute or 20. So, I get there hoping for a ballgame on TV or a simple conversation and OH BROTHER...I mean Oh Sister! This is what she is doing! She just made these adorable bags.
I Love them! Even inside-out they are sewed right. I may get hives just thinking about all of the work.
A person could feel rather shy or overwhelmed by all the talent around me. And sometimes I do!
But then I always calm myself with a memory.
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I used to love the accents of people from England or New Zealand or Brasil or Russia or ....really...anywhere! It was so enchanting, so different from me. Yet, it could make me feel so plain. And then we went to Brasil for 18 months.
Many times while there...people would say to me: Eu Amo a accento de voce! They loved MY ACCENT!!! I was charming and adorable and special and different (HEY!) (I mean unique) and amazing too!!
The only problem was... I COULDN'T HEAR MY OWN ACCENT! The nana-second of a moment that I realized that particular fact of life...not being able to hear my own accent right there in the middle of the cobblestone streets of Cachoeira....I ALMOST HAD TO sit down and CRY or simply RUN and keep going!
My dream of having an accent had come true...without me! And that is exactly what happens when we look around us and see all of the beautiful things that everyone else is doing. We think we are the ONLY one without an accent!
Thank you Teresa for teaching me. I love the things that all of you ladies are doing!!! I also love paper and markers and tape! I must have a crayola accent!
OH! And by the way Teresa: I told you I would bring these beautiful bags back. But I didn't say WHEN...or how many! ;)
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Very cute bags!! :)
The bags are gorgeous Teresa...will you teach me???
Brenda, thanks again for the books you sent. I finished Don't Say Your Mother Didn't Tell You on Sunday evening. WOW. I am beyond impressed, amazed and sincerely touched by what you wrote. I cried from the first page to the last. Sometimes I read from the child's perspective and sometimes from the mother's...I LOVED it! What a talent you have. I have always wanted THAT talent - to be able to correctly transfer my thoughts into words...mine get all jumbled. I am going to share this book with every woman I know. THANK YOU, thank you, thank you! I can't wait to read it again....
It makes me want to paint a huge family tree right on my living room wall!
I loved reading this. . .the whole time I thought, WHAT? How in the world does she feel that way.
Next time you have a lesson on talents in your ward could you please invite Aunt Maxine and I? We could definetly "fill your bucket" right there in class! ;)
Momma Lovely, do you think she would sew us...I mean show us, how to make these for girls weekend!
She has always had a designers eye for color and that is a fact that can be very well seen here,
or in her office, or in any room of her home, or in her quilts, or wallhangings, or art arrangements...and if I recall,
which I do,
even normal everyday food looks like it was made for food network television when you sneak a taste at her house...I agree with her and you that color is a very important part of life! It is fun to know people who just come with color skills already programmed into them, Teresa is one that certainly does!
I love them!
I need one!
How many of them DID she say you had to return?
Wow Teresa those bags are incredible!!! I like most all colors...so I'm easy to sew for!
Maxine
I love the bags! They are so fun. I'm so impressed!
P.S. I want the first one and Hailey would love the second one, the other girls will have to share the last one. Just tell Aunt Teresa they went to a good cause. After all every girl needs a purse! ;)
Since i'm her oldest child i think I should get one of each please. I can't wait to see the bags in person, what a fantastic mom I have.
What a great little lesson on accents! I loved it and the one about building with Jason and Tiffany.
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