Pregnancy Has Taught Me I've Got A Little Crazy Living In Me

No those are not pj pants ...

Let me first start off by admitting that I was a little crazy before my pregnancy. Actually, I'd consider it more weird than crazy, but that's really neither here nor there. The point is there is a distinct difference in my particular brand of crazy as I grow this tiny human within me.

Have you ever realized that you are being totally nutty but you just can't seem to stop? Let me give you an example. My mom and I rarely fight. I have total respect for her and even if she is upsetting me, I've held my tongue and avoided a dramatic fit throwing. Early on, I was struggling with my hormone changes and thus was being whipped around on an emotional roller coaster. I forget exactly what my mom said during this particular event, but I do remember the rush of fury as I jumped to my feet, yelled at her and stomped out of her house like a raging teen. I drove home babbling and yelling at no one. Stomped into my house and promptly threw myself on my bed, continuing the childish tantrum and cried. My boyfriend was pretty shocked by the whole display, but handled it well, allowing me to vent about my irrational anger and consoled me. I apologized to my mom shortly after and she understood, but it's now a little running joke that I can be kinda scary pregnant.

Sadly that hasn't been my only episode of insanity, but given the sheer amount stress I've had to endure along side being pregnant for the first time, I think it's fair to have a few moments. What I mean is most women have to deal with their pregnancy and maybe a full time job. I'm pregnant with a full time job, crochet side business, Dove Chocolate Discoveries, and house hunting. That was in the beginning. Then tack on the fact that my boyfriend had to have an emergency appendectomy a few weeks ago and he was out of work for a few weeks, we signed on our house early and I felt useless not being able to carry a lot of things. Not to mention my lack of energy. It's taking me forever to get my house organized because I'm so tired after work. I still have to sort through an entire truck-load of baby stuff from my boyfriend's mom and if you think I'm exaggerating, I most definitely am not. And now it's about time for the holidays and all that that implies.

Do you see? Do you see why the crazy has surfaced? I actually feel that I've been handling this pretty damn well considering it all. My boyfriend and I haven't fought too much actually. Although I did have to endure his drunken ramblings the other night about getting married for insurance reasons and I wanted to smack the crap out of him. Mind you, this conversation was happening between him and my mom. Just to let you know, he really does want to marry me because he loves me he's just an extremely unromantic idiot.

So there you have it. Did pregnancy bring out the crazy in you? How did people handle it?


'Til next time.
Shay

People I'd Like to Punch in the Face ... Again

Part 2

1. If pregnancy was a person, that bitch would definitely have been punched in the face by now. And before you freak out, I'm obviously not talking about the kid. It's like talking about Aunt Flow or you know what? I think you got it.  

2. The next person to joyfully point out the fact that I now waddle. 

3. People that say things like, "totes adorbs". Sets my gag reflex off.

4. People that joke about me not being able to drink. Oh yes that's super hilarious and I haven't heard a million of them already. Just wait 'til I tell you my new joke. The punchline is amazing ... 

5. Parenting advice? Sure, I'd love to turn my kid into a selfish, disrespectful, materialistic, brat like yours. 

6. Customers: "I spend a lot of money here! If you don't do this, I will take my business elsewhere!" You are not the only person who spends a lot of money here. You not coming back would't even make a dent in the books, but it would make us all very happy. Have a great day!

7. Fifty Shades of Grey. Ok so, props to the author for making beaucoup bucks on horrendous writing and even worse, glorifying abusive relationships. Deserves both a punch in the face and a World's Luckiest Author award. 

8. Not to get all political, but all of these Black Lives Matter protesters. Look around you! If they matter so much why are they standing in the middle of busy freeways?? I just don't understand what that is supposed to achieve. Killing people, looting, rioting what does that prove? That your lives are more important than others? That you're superior? I respect those that stand up for what they believe in. I'm not saying you're totally wrong. I'm saying you're going about it all wrong and for that you deserve a punch in the face. Get it together people. We're all human!

Alright that's all I can muster for today. Until next time. 

Stay classy my friends.

Shay

New Sketchy Sketch

Good morning! A friend of my boyfriend asked me if I could draw a picture for his cousin for her birthday. So the sketch came out pretty good and I was really happy with. Actually think it's the best one of done so face. But then this happened ....

Markers are not erasable ... I got over zealous on the sleeves and my only option was to color it in. My friend seemed to like it but I am still not thrilled about it because I didn't have time to redo it. I guess it could have been worse.

That's about all I have to say about that. What do you think? 

On a totally unrelated note, I am excited to announce that I will be doing my very first vendor event at the end of the month for both Dove Chocolate Discoveries and Shay's Crochet Creations. Check out the websites if you're curious. Woooooo!

Later,

Shay

Am I in Hell? Oh Wait No, Just Pregnant

Moms and moms-to-be, welcome. I am a first time prego, soon-to-be mom. (Things might get a little personal here, so be prepared.)

My boyfriend and I stopped using protection about 2 years ago. Boyfriend? Oh yes. I did indeed say boyfriend. Whether I have a ring on this finger is really none of anyone else's business and that's that. We are still together even if I've become a devil and he's one of the most annoying things on this earth. I'll go over that further in just a minute. Anyway, yeah! It took that long to get knocked up! Who would of thunk it? I mean I'm a 26 year old healthy woman and he's a 31 year old ... well he's alive anyway. I mentioned this so that if I end up in 'bitch' mode and come off sounding like the most ungrateful person ever to conceive you may recall we wanted this and tried for awhile.

First off, I am about 17 weeks into this nightmare and I know what you are probably thinking, 'you got a long way to go mama.' 'You shouldn't speak about such miracles in such a nasty way. How dare you!' Or you know something to that effect. Or maybe you didn't have the most precious pregnancy ever and find some sympathy here. Don't get me wrong, I am super excited to be a mom, but I don't like pregnancy. I feel like I've lost control of who I am and all I am now is a vessel to grow this baby.

Did your prenatal vitamins make you sick? (or other problems?) Yeah well apparently that is completely normal. Since it was a few weeks until I could see my doctor for my first visit, I had to either live with it or figure something out. For me, eating cereal and taking the pill with the milk was the only way I've found so far. Not the worst thing in the whole world right?

How about the mood swings? Those are my absolute favorite. My boyfriend (really I do love him) is not a cuddly person. He's also not very good with sympathy, emotions in general, and just basically most of what would pass as being a supportive person during all of this. That being said, I do actually know that he loves me but when you are going through something so life altering you need a bit more confirmation than an occasional 'I love you'. Have I told him? Yes to an extent but like I said he doesn't really get it. So instead my prego brain has decided quite rationally to just stop trying in our relationship. I have not been a complete crab-ass because I'm tired, so I just don't do anything. I don't ask him to go places with me, his opinion about things, no affection. Obviously he's realized something is wrong and is starting to pay attention a bit more but only because he thinks I'm mad at him. I realize this is probably not a healthy solution to our problems ... I never claimed it was a good idea though. I'm sure it will be fine once my mood has leveled back out.

Being tired? Coming from someone that was rarely ever tired previously, mostly due to insane amounts of caffeine, that's been a hard thing to handle as well. I hate being tired. It makes me feel useless, which is the worst feeling ever in my book. So tiredness sucks. People keep telling me to take naps. When? When would you like me to take a nap? I don't know about you, but I have a full time job that I have to go to and then I have things to take care of when I get home. Picking up the house, figuring out what's for dinner, working on my crafts for Etsy and now I started with Dove Chocolate Discoveries (Direct sales. It's actually really cool. I plan to do an article on it soon. If you're interested, shoot me a message.). I'm doing all this in hopes of making enough to possibly be a stay at home mom. Anyway, no time for naps. Not to mention we are also trying to find a house! Talk about stressful!

I've gained like 25 lbs already and surpassed my heaviest weight ever at around 6 weeks. That means I have hardly any clothing left that fits my lower half. Luckily I wore looser shirts to begin with. My boyfriend keeps saying it's OK and it's a good thing. I'm not feeling good about it. Then he suggests for me to go agate picking with him to get some exercise. For those of you that don't know an agate is a type of rock. Did I mention I'm tired? All the time? I did? Well I'll say it again. I'm tired all the time. Oh people said, 'You'll feel like a rock star in your second trimester. The tiredness will go  away and you'll just have this cute little bump.' Liars! I have the bump but all the rest is lies. There is no rock star feeling. You know what there is??? A whole lot of  praying that nothing happens this time when you sneeze. I could go on forever about things that people told me in the beginning that just are not true for everyone or probably anyone but their lucky asses. I mean, one of our friend's (recent new mom) actually asked me if I feel more flexible. Absolutely not. I swear this woman was from like another planet. She was the most graceful pregnant woman I've ever met and I often ponder to myself how the fuck she did it. I mean, I'm over here switching moods at the drop of a hat, crying because I have to do the dishes and she was all yoga classes and shit. So different for everyone.

It might very well be different when I can finally feel baby moving around in there. Sometimes it doesn't even feel like I'm pregnant. I have a love/hate relationship with those moments. Is there something wrong? Is it normal? See the thing is, everyone experiences this miracle of life in a different way. Some women have every symptom in the book and are positively miserable the entire time from being sick. Some, like myself, have a tough time of it because of all the mental things going on. And then there are those women who go through their entire pregnancy perfectly happy and other women secretly want to strangle them.

Basically some days are worse than others.

I think that's about all I have for today's little rant. How about you? Was/Is your pregnancy easy? No crazy mental problems like me?


Crazy Shay signing off

People I Would Like to Punch in the Face

Part 1


1. The people that stop right in front of you in the grocery aisle to chat it up, taking up the entire aisle, forcing you to either interrupt their ill-timed walk down memory lane or turn around and take the long way around. Want to chat? Fine. Move your fat ass out of the way first.

2. Whoever invented recorded cold calls. Some of them are starting to sound impressively real. Still not OK.

3. People that park on the line taking up two spaces like they are some bomb-ass-boss, which they are highly unlikely to actually be.

4. Animal, children, and people abusers. Obviously.

5. People who decided on time-zone changes. You got the right idea Arizona!

6. Pushy salesmen that take the 'don't take no for an answer' routine WAY too far. If I'm forced to give you false contact info just so you'll leave me alone, you might wanna consider toning it down a little. My boyfriend and I got stalked in Slumberland yesterday by a salesman. It was like she thought we were somehow going to fit one of those overpriced mattresses in my tiny purse and walk out! We were both so overwhelmed we had to leave!

7. Micro-managers. I think I can manage answering the phone without your help. After all I've been successfully pulling it off for 6 months.

8. My boyfriend on many occasions. "Of course we have time for you to finish your beer before we go meet the realtor in 5 minutes across town." "Oh please? Can I really be your DD for the next 9 months?" "Would you like to just marry your 6 buckets of agates?" "Shut up. Do you want me to come over there and cuddle you?" (Yes that is an actual threat in my household when he's being a whiny baby on the couch.) The good news is we love each other and I have not actually punched him in the face ... yet.

9. People who can't take a joke. Seriously my family had to teach one of my little sisters that not everything is offensive. She would get so offended and hurt by every little joke you made. She cried a lot. Eventually she learned the concept of jokes and sarcasm.

10. Drunk fighters. I hate going out with these people. It's like a catch 22. You want to punch them in the face for being an intoxicated idiot but at the same time you don't because you know they're just being an intoxicated idiot.

11. People that are offended by everything! If I decorate my yard with Christmas, Halloween, etc decorations I expect you to mind your own damn business. You can appreciate my creative skills regardless of the holiday. I don't go around telling you what you can and cannot put up in your house or place of business. If a business wants to show some holiday spirit, so what? And what's so bad about being offended anyway? OK so you didn't like it. It's not going to kill you. You aren't going to die from some offensive disease. Being offended does not give you cooties.

12. Sad Facebook posters. You know, the people who post something depressing every few minutes, so it looks like their entire life is one giant funeral. So depressing.

13. Both Hilary Clinton and Donald Trump. I can not believe this is what America has come to.

14. Obsessive Snapchat junkies that send a million duck-face poses with highly uninteresting captions like, "hi!" "Just got up." "Going to work." "At work." "Leaving work."...

15. Druggies that are so high that they talk in slow motion and suddenly know the meaning of life and proceed to explain it to you. It is always the most illogical and ludicrous things you've probably ever heard but hey, "I'm totally more productive man." (It's usually pretty funny but often very annoying.)



Thanks for playing along!

Shay

Harley Quinn's Portrayal in Suicide Squad

Let me start off by saying that I thoroughly enjoyed Margot Robbie's performance. I've been waiting so long for Suicide Squad to come out and it was mainly due to the excitement of seeing a movie portrayal of Harley Quinn. She 100% made that movie. I think the rest of it sort of fell pretty flat of expectations to be honest. That being said, there were some questionable plot points. Here is your spoiler warning! If you have not watched the movie do not read on from here.

Before I get into it, I'd like you to know that I have not actually read all of the comics. Therefore my knowledge is limited by that. Don't get mad if I get something wrong but please do correct me. Thanks.

So the comics and the movie are similar in that Harley falls in love with the Joker while working as a psychiatrist. What gets me about the movie is that they imply that it was the Joker who physically harms her creating the crazy Harley Quinn we all know and love. However, I didn't get that impression through the comics. This puts a different twist on her love for the Joker making it seem a bit more artificial. My question is was it not believable enough that she could have just fallen in love with him and let her crazy out? Just a thought.

I never did watch the Superman vs. Batman movie. I'm just not a Superman fan. Don't shoot! Everyone is entitled to their opinion. I'm curious if there was something in that movie that led to the fact that they had Superman dead in the beginning of Suicide Squad. I may not be a fan but I can't imagine why DC would kill off such an iconic character. Making him go home? Maybe. Dead? Not so much. I don't know it sort of bugged me. I felt like I missed something big and I probably did having not watched Superman vs Batman. What do you think?

Overall, I'd have to say that I enjoyed the movie. I think that they could have dug a little deeper as far as plot goes. I feel like they started putting together all of these scenes with cool background music and then went, "Crap! Forgot about the plot. Probably should add that." Seemed bare minimum. I mean seriously is no one going to question what the hell El Diablo just turned into? Did they know he could do that because it did not seem like he knew they knew. I mean didn't he say something like, "...show you what I really am."? That might have been a little confusing but you get my point.

Anyways what did you think of the movie? Love it? Hate it?

My Harley Quinn inspired bag. Pattern available too! Click!

Am I Just Being a Pregosaurus????

Seriously. I need to know if I have the right to be pissed or am I just being a pregosaurus.

Here goes ...

I've been at my job for around 6 months or so. I've had no complaints yet so I figured I was doing things just fine. Well last week I was pulled into the owners office and he asked me if I'd had a review yet. I said, "no." He goes on to say he had a few things he would like to address.

The only thing he wanted to complain about was my ability to answer the phone. He said I was unprofessional and sounded bland. I was more than a little shocked considering it'd been 6 months. Why was this just now being brought to my attention? That aside, he continued on with his pointers and explanations even going so far as to 'joke' about replacing me. As if that were any laughing matter in my position. I decided getting angry wasn't going to do me any good, so I took his advice and began implementing the changes into my call routine.

Then today, he calls. I answer with the peppiest spiel I can muster and he mimics me awkwardly. I ignored it (After all how are you supposed to respond to a grown man mimicking you?) and said, "Good morning." He asked to be transferred and I said, "just one moment." like he requested. To my surprise I hear my coworker answering questions about the way I had handled his call. She said, "No I think she sounded just fine. Well our company name is a bit of a mouth full." And so on from there.

You should know I also got two compliments from two different callers on Friday. I'm starting to think that this may have something to do with my pregnancy. This began within a day of me telling my supervisor about it. I still have yet to officially tell the owner but we live in a very small town so I'm sure he's heard something through the grapevine, if my supervisor hasn't already told him.

My supervisor had made me feel really comfortable about my pregnancy working for this company. I was really even starting to regret my thoughts of maybe not coming back after birth. Then the next day, I begin to get complaints from the owner. Right now I'm just taking it one day at a time but sometimes it almost feels like he's baiting me. I'm not really sure what to think, but I can tell you I no longer love my job like I did.

On the other hand, he's been known to go through phases of crabbiness and complaints about anything and everything, so maybe that's what's happening here.

So what do you think?
Am I just being a pregosaurus? Leave a comment letting me know and if you have a similar story I'd love to read it!

Thanks
Shay

More Than Just a Facepalm ... I Mean Who Doesn't Know Who The Flash Is???

Aw love! It is a most amazing adventure with twists and turns. Such a lovely experience. Especially those moments you look at your significant other and realize just how much love you have for them. Then there are those times where you look at them and wonder how you're going to teach this alien the ways of your people. This is one of those such times. 

Not this past March but the previous one, I went to dinner with my boyfriend and several of his friends for his 30th birthday celebration. They begin passing out gifts. One couple got him a shirt. 

Out comes this:

I'm sure you're familiar with this emblem. Well apparently this couple was not because I hear this, "I know you like lightening bolts so we thought you'd like this." 

My brain didn't really register the fact that this entire group didn't know who The Flash was until people were vaguely questioning and commenting on it. None of which had to do with said comic hero. I stared in horror at this group whispering to myself, "But it's The Flash. Who doesn't know who The Flash is?" 

Before you ask, no. Not even my own boyfriend knew who it was! I mean really? I know he's not as famous as Iron Man is these days but he's got some notoriety right? 

I began drinking heavily after that.

Sadly this wasn't the last time something like this happened. It was just before going to one of the Avengers movies with a friend that this happened again. Only this time my dear, sweet, love of my life had to be told that Hulk and Thor were two very different characters. Sometimes I really wonder if he's secretly from another planet and that's why he doesn't know these simple things. 

Do you have a moment like that? Share it in the comments below!

Thanks for dropping in. 

Shay

He'll Figure It Out ... I Hope

Alright so as you know and if you're new I've recently discovered that I'm pregnant. And with that comes loads of confusion and panic. Because it's so early on yet, most of this panic and confusion belongs mainly to me. My boyfriend is the 'let's deal with it when the time comes' sort, which drives me completely batty when dealing with something as serious as this.

But anyway I'm straying from the point. I'm about 6 weeks along. Well this past weekend we went to his mother's for a visit. There was a big fish fry and he was able to tell much of his family in person the news. Anyways he decided to tell them while I was in the house (I spend a lot of time in the restroom these days already. It's a little ridiculous.) I come out and he tells me he's just announced it to everyone and I receive the typical congratulatory comments from the lot of them. Well later on a couple of the women that had just recently had their newest little ones start asking me questions. The first obviously being how far along am I. After I tell them they look at one another in confusion and one says, "Cory said you were due to have it in like 6 months."

I just laughed and said, "He's an idiot. He has no idea what he's talking about."

The two burst into laughter with me and I told myself I should probably explain a few things to him. Now writing about it I realize that I still have yet to correct him, even though I told him my estimated due date was early February. He doesn't listen very well though.

Have you had a similar experience?

It's a really good thing I have a good sense of humor and so far pregnancy hasn't taken that away. Yesterday my boyfriend and I were at my parent's house hanging out. My mom, sister and I are submerged in a a conversation while the two men talk a few feet away. All I hear is, "the size of a blimp." I find myself yelling, "You better not be calling me a blimp!" Of course they were talking about future me and having quite the fun imagining how entertaining that's going to be. Anyway we go to dinner later and I decided I wanted a gyro with fries and hashbrowns. At first I was joking but then discovered I really did want that and looked at everyone and threw my hands up. "I AM going to be a blimp!"

My dreams of a flat stomach in a bikini have gone out the window for now. I get something better instead!

So I've heard it gets really sickening people commenting on your size while pregnant. Did it get to you? Leave a comment with some of your experiences. I'd love to read them.


Til next time,
Shay

Oh The Hormones ...

About 5 weeks along now ...

Panic has switched from baby to house, money, work ... The long list of things we have to get to be ready for this little one. So there's all that weighing on me plus I've been crampy and tired. Not a great combo.

Oh and let's list all the reasons I had horrible emotional problems this weekend (6/11-6/12/16).

Saturday -

Nearly burst into tears because Cory listed off a bunch of things he still needed to do before going fishing. Mainly it was a list of things I can't do or have. So I yelled, "Fine. Just go! I can't have any of that!" He got a little giggle out of my outburst but had no idea I was fighting tears as he walked out the door. It was so stupid because I didn't even want any of that that day anyway...

Later while fishing, I couldn't tell if I wanted to cry or scream while Cory messed with his boat motor before finding us a spot to start fishing.

Don't get me started on how my first pee break went.

Then while we were fishing, he was lifting his motor up and dropping it down over and over and over. It makes me horribly mad even thinking about it right now. He had to of done it around 20 times. It made the worse noise and I hated every second of it!

I'm sure there were more, but that's all I can remember from Saturday.

Sunday -

Ended up in a fight because Cory didn't want to go house hunting and I made him go anyway. Should have known it was going to end in disaster. We got to look at one house before everything blew up. He was crabby which made me crabby. There was yelling. The use of the word spaz. Which I took far more personal than usual. Either way it ended with my crying and not speaking to him the rest of the day. He apologized this morning.

I went on to watch three movies. Two of which made me cry, 'Home' and 'Brother Bear', multiple times. It was at that point I realized how wacked my emotions really were.

Just a fabulous first weekend of pregnancy...

Pregnancy - And Here We Go...

Today is day 3 of me knowing. According to the different predictors, I'm 4 weeks and 5 days and due Feb. 12. And I'm scared.

Now hear me out, I'm beyond excited! And so is my boyfriend. The problem lies in the fact that it is still sooooo early and there are so many things that could go wrong. That's what makes me nervous. I don't know how I would take a miscarriage at this point. We've been sort of trying for a long time. (Somewhere around a year or so) I don't even want to think about that anymore. I've been thinking about it all day long and it's just stressing me out and making me sad.

Moving on. So I found out on 6/7/16 right after work when I finally convinced myself that 3 days of a missed period was plenty long enough to take a test. I took one as soon as I got home telling myself, "You can't be pregnant. You always get yourself worked up and then you start your period the next day." Yeah well, I looked down at that stick with two bright lines and nearly stopped breathing. I couldn't believe what I was seeing! And it was so quick. I knew because I'd set a timer for the whole whopping one minute I was supposed to wait. Ha! Less than thirty seconds later I had my answer. I paced around the house rapidly and picked up my phone and set it back down at least a dozen times before I finally called Cory.

There was no panic there. He said something along the lines of, "That's awesome, honey. Finally. I was really starting to think there was something wrong. I'm really happy." I paraphrased but that was about the gist of it. Much more calm and rational than I was being.

Maybe it'll just take a few days to really sink in.

Ya'll I Can't Do the Thing

I'm trying my damnedest to do things. You know, productive things. Inspiring things! Um ... Cool things? I don't know.

Ya'll I've come to the conclusion I simply can not do the thing. At least not today ... or the last two days.

It's really frustrating though because I have approximately 345 pages of my book finished. It's almost there! Is it crap? Absolutely! BUT I can always fix it once the first draft is done. Knowing that its total crap is making me not want to even waste my time with the end. I owe it to myself to finish it though, right? I mean I know it's crap, but at least it would be a finished first draft of a piece of crap. (So much better than just crap if you as me.)

Etsy. OH Etsy! Did you know it's summer? (Ignore the rain. MN hasn't gotten totally on board with the idea yet.) Yeah. It is summer, technically. Guess what I make?? Blankets! Hats! Much of my items are more winter based and so is the craft itself. Having a bunch of yarn strewn across your lap when it's 80 degrees is not so appealing. It just figures that my sales would go up right now. haha Oh well I'm not actually complaining. There just won't be a ton of new items until it cools down some.

But Shay, what about the drawing? Yeah. That's a really good question. Haven't a clue!

Wanna know what I did the last two days besides go to work? Read. In the span of about 12 hours, I read over a book and a half. I'd forgotten how much I loved reading. As impressive as that may be to some people, I can't exactly consider that a thing.

So yeah ... that's what's going on with me? Problems of your own?

Take care! I'll come back when I can function and do my things properly.

Shay

Practicing Multiple Characters and Positions ... Fixing My Big Oopsy ...

 Alright! So I was going through some of my pictures this morning on my phone. During my latest little drawing escapade, I hadn't realized that I'd been inadvertently documenting my mistakes and changes along the way on my current sketch.

This picture shows where I'm at so far. I have done a little more work on it since, but just some touch ups and other little things.








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Now we can take a look at where I started and all its glorious, horribleness. haha Should give you a little perspective on why I think the above looks pretty good. See that little arrow? Yeah. That was the girl before I changed her completely. She was a total wreck from head to foot and drove me batty until finally I attacked her with the eraser. Muuuuahahah Goodbye evil muscly girl! (Not that there is anything wrong with that. Just not what I was going for. Although I think I may have spread the slut vibe a little heavily on the redo. Oh well.)

Other than not being able to get her foot quite right, I think she came out decently.

Oh I almost forgot! A little anecdote about her before her dramatic change. I was whining to my boyfriend about her face and so he took a look.
"She has big boobs," he says.
To which I reply, "What does that have to do with it?"
"Means no one is going to be looking on her face."
Yes, such a big help he is....





Anywho! Then I was talking to my friend and she wanted me to draw a nerdy dude and so the other guy was born. I think his face is broken and I really don't know how to fix it. Too pointy of a chin? Or maybe his face is too small? What do you think? I just can't seem to pinpoint exactly what it is. Oh maybe it's his glasses. They seem a little wonky... I don't know I'll figure it out at some point. I made it bigger so you can see him better. I fixed his nonexistent elbow problem already FYI.

So yeah. That's all I got so far. I'm trying to come up with ideas for additional characters. I'm trying to work on my different poses, hands and feet to make them more interesting. Suggestions? Tips? 

Thanks for taking a look. 

Hopefully I'll get better soon!

Practice. Practice. Practice. 

Take care,

Shay

My Descent into a Drawing Obsession Among My Many Other Projects

Just a tiny little sketch

I have this horrible habit of getting myself addicted to different forms of creative outlets. Previous addictions get thrown onto the back burner and I dive head first into these new projects. I always end up circling back around at some point, but it sort of makes me seem a little mental. Especially when it seems to happen over night.

We'll see how he comes out once
I'm brave enough to get out the pen.

My sudden interest in drawing probably looked like this. In truth, I've always enjoyed artsy things like that. (Probably why I love crochet so much. Versatile.) The thing is I rarely did much drawing growing up and totally copped out in art classes. Why? The answer is fairly simple. Being told what to do kind of takes the fun out of it. Once the creativity is taken out of the project, the fun dies out exponentially and my Aries mindset has a tendency to get bored, flitting to the next interesting thing that comes along.

Taken at about 230 typed pages.
Now around 350.

All that probably goes into why I'm having a difficult time with the last few chapters of my book. I'm sort of procrastinating on that venture.

I know what you're thinking. "Crochet, drawing, and a book? How does she have the time for all that??"
Well ...
The book has been in the works for over a year now, plus it's still in the 1st draft stage. Crochet is more of a winter project. Though my shop will remain open throughout the year, I just won't be adding as many new items to it until the fall. Got to enjoy the summer while ya can! It doesn't last long in Minnesota. And with my drawing, I can pretty much cart that around with me anywhere.

My first couple of attempts ... Some better than others ... 

Now before you go getting all judgmental on my poor sketches, remember these are coming from a total amateur. So be nice to my fragile ego ... Just kidding! I know everyone has their opinions and that's cool. If you are going to be mean though, let's see some of your work for reference. :p Kidding, or am I?

And here are a couple quick sketches based off of some animes I've watched. Can you guess which ones?

For those of you curious about Bag of the Week, I'll be getting back into that closer to fall time. As I said before, gotta enjoy the weather! Don't worry I'll still be doing custom orders and who knows maybe I'll have a surprise bag of the week randomly throughout the spring/summer.

So that's it for right now! Take care!

And here is a picture of my boyfriend holding
my mother's purse. Why? She made him. Haha

OK now I'm really done! :)

Shay

New Venture! Pillows and Donations ... Don't worry it'll make more sense in a minute ...

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Hello. Hello. Hello!

I know. I know. I've been gone a lot longer than I expected! To be honest, I don't have much of an excuse.

What I do have is a few awesome pillows that need some showing off, but not just for me. You may be aware that I already sell on Esty and now I have an Ebay store too.

The reason? Well there is always the idea of sales, profit and blah blah blah.

Take a look at this though.

Yes! Those are pictures of my cats. Angus holding my yarn hostage and pretty little Fatty in the tub. OK. I'll explain. Ebay has this amazing option of donating percentages of sales to charity. I have elephant and panda bear crochet pillow cases that come with the pillow inserts listed. Shipping is included in the price and the best part is 10% of the sale is donated to the ASPCA! 

Links below each picture.

Those two adorable furballs are the reason I want to make a difference! Do you donate to charity? If so, who inspires you to want to make a difference?

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Each pillow is made to order and can be done in any color you want! Simply message me. 

More designs to come! What animals would you like to see? 

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Shay