The Fairy Tale is Over

I have been avoiding this place and all of you for awhile now.

A couple weeks ago Oliver called it quits on us. Everything was beautiful up until the moment it ended and Im still pretty confused.

I picked up my boys and moved back to the city... and my moms house, to try to pick up the pieces.

Its not something Ive really delt with completely yet.

But since this blog was about my epic love story with Oliver, I cant keep it.

Im starting over again with my boys and I have to blog someplace that doesnt contain all of the love I miss.

So Im starting someplace else. As someone else, the real me, and Im going to try to find my way through all of this mess.

If you've stuck around this long I hope you'll think about following me when I make the big move because well.... I really like you people.

So this is it folks. Green Acres Bliss is no more. It was wonderful but I put all my proverbial eggs in one basket. Live and learn right?


I'm headed over to http://www.life-reassembled.blogspot.com
Join me?

Pure Michigan

Its a spoof on the Pure Michigan commercials but this is about Saugatuck and it actually IS positive... for the most part.

Slow Day on the Farm

Thank Heavens.

Finally!

On such a quiet day there is actually nothing to blog about. No crazy shenanigans. No mildly insane bahavior. No interuptions to this blog post with things like "NO PLAYING IN THE TOILET!" and "STOP USING THE DOG LIKE A RECLINER AND THE CAT LIKE A SCARF!"


Planning my little sisters baby shower inspired me to rummage through my pictures from my last trip down to Louisiana to visit her. It really is a beautiful state once you look past alot of the redneck, run down junk.
Anyways, I found this in my step sisters album from the trip.


I dont remember this picture but it inspired me to sit down and make this.



I love it.

Mom came over yesterday for coffee. She said the day before my sisters baby shower she will come over at 7am to help me clean and decorate. "Clean and decorate" is actually code for "hide as much crap as possible and decorate over/in front of anything else". Im glad she understands that panicked look in my eye when we talk about 20 people coming over.

JR sat down next to me today and said,
"Youre drinking your happy coffee mommy? To make you happy?"

My 2 year old understands what so many adults dont. Dont mess with me before my "happy coffee".

Fathers Day

He might not be perfect but he makes beautiful metal jewlery, and plays the guitar wonderfully, and hes nice.
And he and Oliver are so similar in so many ways. Not just physical ways.

And he made us some amazing chicken and sausage gumbo. Im thinking about eating it for lunch.

It was a good evening. I think everyone enjoyed themselves. He gave Oliver a ring that he is actually wearing(hes not a jewlery guy), and he tried to give me one but I have the smallest fingers ever so nothing even came close to fitting any of my fingers.

We'll see him again at some point before he goes home. He would like Oliver to meet some aunts and other family.

I think it was a success overall. Oliver and I didnt say much on the way home from dropping him off.

He just leaned over, took my hand, rested it on his lips and said,
"If you were a book, Id read at least 600 pages of you. And I know you would be at least a 750 page book."

He always knows just what to say.

Happy List

1. Oliver is meeting his birth father today. Its taken almost 41 years. He just left to go pick him up in town and bring him back to our house to spend the day with us. They are going to play music together and watch the Saints playoff game.

2. It has stopped snowing and the sun came out and its BEA-UTIFUL outside. Im sitting inside watching the snow drop off the branches.Its winter is Michigan and any day you are forced to wear your sunglasses out of the house is a special day. Im going to soak it up.

3. I might take Oliver(and his Father?) out tonight to see a band in Saugatuck recommended by Jax.

4. Im going to go visit my momma today. Shes the best. No really, you would think so to. I think she might be baking cookies. Score!

5. Lastly, I made some adorable cards to include with any purchase from my Etsy Shop. I'm pretty proud of the style and eco-friendly-ness of them.

The weather outside is frightful

No improvement in the weather today, in fact its worse than yesterday. I made a conscious choice to stop talking to the animals though. Thats a good sign.

I may brave the weather to dig myself out to get the mail and visit the craft store. I have no idea what the roads are like beyond the end of my driveway but I saw our road is covered in packed snow, which really is nothing new.
This might also mean that I might put on makeup for the first time in days. I started Proactive and because of this I have tried to abstain for makeup in an effort to let the Proactive do whatever it does. Usually my face gets super dry when I wash it, especially in the winter. Since using the Proactive its been oily. Oily like I havent washed my face all day. I wont be reordering it. I havent seen much of an improvement in the last couple weeks. I'll just go buy some good quality facewash and maybe new makeup.
Its been a source of constant frustration because its so new to me.

Oliver and I have big plans tonight. Hes going to finish reading his book(only 300 pages left), and Im crawling into my snuggie to craft and watch it snow sideways.



The view of the barn from the house today

One of those days?

Maybe its cabin fever and insanity slowly setting in?

I dont know but I spent my day having a running conversation with myself, no one, the dog, and various inanimate object around the house.

You're wondering what we were talking about?

Oh you know, the dead birds dropping out of the sky down south, the digital camera, how cold my feet were. Normal stuff to be wandering around mumbling about.

At once point this afternoon, Oliver looked up from his reading and called "WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" as I sat in the next room talking sewing with Jasper.... the cat.

"NOTHING" I yelled back and turned to Jasper again, "He'd think I was a nut if he knew I was talking to you." And I kept right on going with our sewing conversation.

The big joke is that pathetic single women sit home and talk to their cats. Im not single.
And I wasnt home alone.

I hope the weather improves or I fear this "talking to myself" thing could get out of hand.

Good Morning Wildlife!

I woke up today to some bright sunshine streaming through the window next to my bed. For some reason its the one window in the house missing a curtain and it points East so the morning sun comes right in.
I cant say Im always pleased with this.

Anyways, I rolled out of bed and padded down the stairs in my pajamas and headed straight for my coffeepot to turn it on. I wandered around the kitchen for a few minutes spying all the dishes that need to be done and the bottles from various types of Michigan Microbrews that need to be collected and recycled.

I mentally threw my hands in the air at the thought of cleaning and headed to the livingroom to drill JD on why he thought he was soooooo sick today he should stay home(ok he had a temp and a cough and a gullible dad).

Thats when I saw it.

A dead mouse in the middle of the diningroom floor.
It was tiny.
And a little bit cute even though it was dead.
But it was still dead.
And in the middle of the floor waiting to scare the BEJEESUS out of me.

Mission successful little mouse.

I ran up the stairs and pounced onto Oliver in bed and just about shrieked "THERES A DEAD MOUSE IN THE DININGROOM!"
He opened one eye, stired a little, and said "Yeah I saw the kitten with it this morning. When I tried to get it the cat ran off." Then he closed his eye and added "Have JD pick it up. Its his cat."

Ugh!

So I ran halfway down the stairs to the landing and yelled for JD to PUH-LEASE dispose of the mouse. Once he picked it up(by the tail) and headed out of the room I came down and stared at the spot where the mouse had been.

I mummbled something to myself about "gross rodent germs" and ran for the kitchen to get some cleaner, papertowel, and gloves. I proceeded to spend 5 minutes spraying, scrubbing and respraying that spot on the floor until I was convinced it was clean.

There are some moments in life that I know have just given me another grey hair. When I see JR try to fly down the stairs head first, when Oliver and C crash through the pasture fence on the snowmobile, and dead animals in my diningroom.

I really am sorry little mouse. You were cute but you scared me. I just wish this could have waited until I had at least one cup of coffee in me this morning.

Etsy!

I warned you about the shameless self promotion. Here it is!




Green Acres Bliss on Etsy!

My dad was right...

I need to remember to call him and thank him for not smothering us to death when we were home on school breaks.
I dont mean smothering in a cute hugs and kisses kind of way.

I mean literally, holding a pillow over our heads until we stopped breathing.

I know how he was feeling now and Im pleasently surprised we lived to be adults.

But do you know what tomorrow is?

Its Monday. Back to school day!!
Even Oliver starts school tomorrow.

And do you know what this means?
HOURS ALONE! Just me! Alone! Doing all the things I need to do! With no distraction!

Do you know what else tomorrow is?
Etsy Launch Day!

And do you know what THAT means?
The begining of shameless self promotion by ME!

I know youre all in front of your computers doing your happy dances just like I am.
And Id really appreciate video of said dance.

Oliver is tearing apart the house looking for his copy of From Freedome to Fascim and making frustrated noises. I should probably be helpful, or seem concerned, or something...