A few weeks ago, I shared with you that I had taken up sewing (again). My little "business" has been cruising along nicely, it doesn't take up too much of my time, and I get the odd order here and there, which realistically is paying for my habit! My habit being: fabric purchasing. My Mother warned me only a matter of weeks ago that I would get addicted to fabrics, and would end up with a stash in my shelves. I truly did not believe her. Until now...
I have a plethera of ideas running through my head, but I really can't decide on one specific direction to take. At present, I am making everything from library bags and art smocks to heat packs and bunting. But what I think I would really like to do, is make little girls clothes. So I have started researching. I don't want to make crappy clothes using crappy fabric. I want to make quality garments with top end fabrics. Only problem? I can't figure out where to buy said fabrics for a wholesale price.
Why do I want to head this way? Well, in my many hours of Facebook fabric store researching, I have come across quite a few business who specialise in making little girls clothing. And it floors me how much people will pay for some of these items, and how "in demand" these items are! I have been procrastinating jumping on the bandwagon, but after a conversation with one of my lovely work colleagues yesterday, I think it's time I JUMP.
So now that I have "verbalised" the above to the blogosphere, I shall endeavour to continue researching until I find what I'm looking for, and then throw all of my energy in to it! Here goes......
Monday, July 11, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Therapy...
I concluded my last post by stating my next post would have something to do with Therapy, so here I am!
Ther-a-py : –noun, plural -pies.
1. the treatment of disease or disorders, as by some remedial, rehabilitating, or curative process.
2. a curative power or quality.
3. psychotherapy.
4. any act, hobby, task, program, etc., that relieves tension.
Writing, I have found, is very therapeutic. It is really the reason behind me even starting a blog, and although I have not been very religious in posting - often going months without putting hand to keyboard - I find myself writing in my head at times. Strange, but true. Conversations seem to flow so easily inside my head. Sentences rolling off my tongue without any hesitation, and they always make sense. I have often wondered whether this is some form of OCD? The fact that I run through entire future conversations, many I will never even have with people! Sound like I need therapy?
There are so many therapies in this world, from the many wonderful "natural" therapies to the heavy stuff ie. psychotherapy. I am impressed to say I have tried many! When my first marriage broke down (Who am I kidding? When I abandoned my first marriage), I agreed to go to counselling with the ex-husband. This was possibly the most frustrating and, in my opinion, pointless therapy I have ever taken part in. Frustrating because, being the partner in the equation who had already worked through my feelings, I found it hard having to re-hash them - but this time, actually being heard. And pointless because of what I just said - I had already made up my mind and didn't want to have someone trying to coax me into changing it.
I then re-entered counselling a few years later when the aforementioned ex-husband was making my life rather miserable. This round of counselling was much more useful! Last year's journey to a counsellor was for, what I thought, a pretty silly reason. Friendship issues. I found out pretty quickly, that this was NOT a silly reason. Many people seek help for these sorts of problems, generally because they are relationship issues! I think at times, we diminish the impact that our friendships have on our lives - until something negative happens, and we fall in a heap. One session of counselling managed to put a whole lot of worry in to perspective, and for that, I shall be eternally grateful!
And this year? Well, this year, we are beginning a whole new kind of therapy......something I certainly did not ever entertain the idea of, but have really had no choice but to jump in to. My youngest son has had some issues of his own, and we have now sought the services of a child psychologist. Sounds scary, but it really isn't. She now has the title of "Worry Doctor". My first hour with her, spent filling her in on his personality and what was troubling him, ended up being really helpful and eye-opening. The part where I had to go through family history - what a hoot!! And his two sessions with her since have been great. Things are looking up, and a whole new world is being brought to our attention.
So that's my spill. Therapy. Whatever therapy you seek, it will be helpful. If it doesn't solve your problems, there's plenty of others to try! I'm now off to try another.....a couple of hours staring aimlessly at the television!
Ps. Another "Upside" to all this therapy? The reason I am not currently medicated! LOL
Ther-a-py : –noun, plural -pies.
1. the treatment of disease or disorders, as by some remedial, rehabilitating, or curative process.
2. a curative power or quality.
3. psychotherapy.
4. any act, hobby, task, program, etc., that relieves tension.
Writing, I have found, is very therapeutic. It is really the reason behind me even starting a blog, and although I have not been very religious in posting - often going months without putting hand to keyboard - I find myself writing in my head at times. Strange, but true. Conversations seem to flow so easily inside my head. Sentences rolling off my tongue without any hesitation, and they always make sense. I have often wondered whether this is some form of OCD? The fact that I run through entire future conversations, many I will never even have with people! Sound like I need therapy?
There are so many therapies in this world, from the many wonderful "natural" therapies to the heavy stuff ie. psychotherapy. I am impressed to say I have tried many! When my first marriage broke down (Who am I kidding? When I abandoned my first marriage), I agreed to go to counselling with the ex-husband. This was possibly the most frustrating and, in my opinion, pointless therapy I have ever taken part in. Frustrating because, being the partner in the equation who had already worked through my feelings, I found it hard having to re-hash them - but this time, actually being heard. And pointless because of what I just said - I had already made up my mind and didn't want to have someone trying to coax me into changing it.
I then re-entered counselling a few years later when the aforementioned ex-husband was making my life rather miserable. This round of counselling was much more useful! Last year's journey to a counsellor was for, what I thought, a pretty silly reason. Friendship issues. I found out pretty quickly, that this was NOT a silly reason. Many people seek help for these sorts of problems, generally because they are relationship issues! I think at times, we diminish the impact that our friendships have on our lives - until something negative happens, and we fall in a heap. One session of counselling managed to put a whole lot of worry in to perspective, and for that, I shall be eternally grateful!
And this year? Well, this year, we are beginning a whole new kind of therapy......something I certainly did not ever entertain the idea of, but have really had no choice but to jump in to. My youngest son has had some issues of his own, and we have now sought the services of a child psychologist. Sounds scary, but it really isn't. She now has the title of "Worry Doctor". My first hour with her, spent filling her in on his personality and what was troubling him, ended up being really helpful and eye-opening. The part where I had to go through family history - what a hoot!! And his two sessions with her since have been great. Things are looking up, and a whole new world is being brought to our attention.
So that's my spill. Therapy. Whatever therapy you seek, it will be helpful. If it doesn't solve your problems, there's plenty of others to try! I'm now off to try another.....a couple of hours staring aimlessly at the television!
Ps. Another "Upside" to all this therapy? The reason I am not currently medicated! LOL
Monday, July 4, 2011
Starting again.....
I know in my last post....quite some time ago now....I said I was going to take this blog in another direction - well, didn't I do well? I'm afraid I'm just going to start all over again! Well laid plans and all....
So today's post is "just because". Just because I'm sitting here in front of the computer aimlessly looking through Facebook pages, wasting time. First day of school holidays and my darling cherubs have actually been really good - so far. There's still a few hours to go in this day, so I shall have to wait to see if it's a fluke or not. And then I only have to get through another 13 days before school starts back! I sound keen don't I?
So what am I going to write about today? Well, I read a post on Muddled Up Mumma's blog this morning, and it compelled me to send off an email to a dear friend of mine. She wrote about friendships, and how sometimes they are just left to fall by the wayside. It made me think about my darling friend and the fact that she had moved a few hours away with her family, and I had no idea how she was going or where, in fact, she had actually relocated to. So I sat myself in front of my inbox and tapped away giving her a quick catch up on all the kids, hubby and myself. And I am now finding myself refreshing my emails waiting for her reply!
I think over the years I have let some friendships drift, but I think I'm pretty good at re-connecting when the time arises. Just last week, I added a "friend" to Facebook that I had purposely cut off many years ago. She had been one of my closest friends during my final years of high school, and one of those friends that drifted in and out of my life in the years after school finished. We picked up again just after my first marriage broke down, and she moved in with my son and I - not only to help me out, but also to help her out. Anyway, to cut a long story short - living together didn't quite work out, and eventually I asked her to move out. It didn't end on good terms, and I begrudged the fact that I was owed money and was never given an explanation or apology.
A month or so ago, I saw this friend had joined Facebook and "added" a handful of my friends to her page. It took me a month of umming and ahhing to decide if I should add her or not, but I came to the conclusion that I'm not a grudge holder, and she looked like she had gotten her "shit" together, so I would add her and see what happened. Much to my relief (nobody wants to be turned down on fb!) she added me and it was like nothing had ever happened! I'm rather proud of myself for just "letting go"......and possibly - growing up!
Anyway, that is it for today. Rather a pointless little write, but therapeutic all the same! I will see if I can keep up the therapy in the days to come.....actually, there's the subject of my next blog post - therapy. I'll be back....
So today's post is "just because". Just because I'm sitting here in front of the computer aimlessly looking through Facebook pages, wasting time. First day of school holidays and my darling cherubs have actually been really good - so far. There's still a few hours to go in this day, so I shall have to wait to see if it's a fluke or not. And then I only have to get through another 13 days before school starts back! I sound keen don't I?
So what am I going to write about today? Well, I read a post on Muddled Up Mumma's blog this morning, and it compelled me to send off an email to a dear friend of mine. She wrote about friendships, and how sometimes they are just left to fall by the wayside. It made me think about my darling friend and the fact that she had moved a few hours away with her family, and I had no idea how she was going or where, in fact, she had actually relocated to. So I sat myself in front of my inbox and tapped away giving her a quick catch up on all the kids, hubby and myself. And I am now finding myself refreshing my emails waiting for her reply!
I think over the years I have let some friendships drift, but I think I'm pretty good at re-connecting when the time arises. Just last week, I added a "friend" to Facebook that I had purposely cut off many years ago. She had been one of my closest friends during my final years of high school, and one of those friends that drifted in and out of my life in the years after school finished. We picked up again just after my first marriage broke down, and she moved in with my son and I - not only to help me out, but also to help her out. Anyway, to cut a long story short - living together didn't quite work out, and eventually I asked her to move out. It didn't end on good terms, and I begrudged the fact that I was owed money and was never given an explanation or apology.
A month or so ago, I saw this friend had joined Facebook and "added" a handful of my friends to her page. It took me a month of umming and ahhing to decide if I should add her or not, but I came to the conclusion that I'm not a grudge holder, and she looked like she had gotten her "shit" together, so I would add her and see what happened. Much to my relief (nobody wants to be turned down on fb!) she added me and it was like nothing had ever happened! I'm rather proud of myself for just "letting go"......and possibly - growing up!
Anyway, that is it for today. Rather a pointless little write, but therapeutic all the same! I will see if I can keep up the therapy in the days to come.....actually, there's the subject of my next blog post - therapy. I'll be back....
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
New Direction...
Hello Lovelies! I have been very naughty and once again let life get in the way of my blog..... Given that my last post was in October (!) me thinks I have been busy! I could type and type until the cows come home, but will keep it simple with the catching up - Life is good. A recent visit to a foot reflexologist has seemingly lifted a fog hanging over me, and things just don't seem to get to me as much as they were. I know it sounds strange, but 45 minutes spent venting all the little things that were causing me so much stress, all the time having my feet "fixed" - seems to have given me perspective and the calmness I had been wanting. So all things are now less stressful, and I have chosen to be happy. For all the things this lovely man with the magic hands said, this was the most powerful - "you know Melissa, we can choose to be happy?" So I have, and it is so far working! So having said all of the above....I have ventured back in to Bloggersphere with the idea that I shall now share my latest "hobby". Back in November, I pulled out my sewing machines and began creating. It was more out of a need (for some extra cash before Christmas), but has now moved in to the want! For the first time since I was in my Textiles classes at High School, oh so many years ago, I am really enjoying letting the creative juices flow. I made a tonne of library bags and art smocks, and surprisingly sold so many it was almost ridiculous! But given that these items are a little on the seasonal side - parents ordering them when their children are starting back at school - I jumped in to a project that I offered to do for a lovely girl expecting her first baby. I answered her call for someone who could make Bunting for her nursery. I had never made them before, and admittedly, straight after I offered I wondered what I had got myself in to! But I absolutely, thoroughly enjoyed making them. And I was wrapt when upon delivery, this Mummy to be really loved the end result!
So I have decided I am going to take my new hobby, and run with it. I will make beautiful hand made goodies to order, and will learn along the way! Looking back at those high school years, there was a reason I got A+ results - I can actually sew! Hehehe.... I shall now endeavour to post more often. Happy days to you all!
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Eat, Pray, Love.
So, today I enter the world of "Eat Pray Love" by Elizabeth Gilbert. I first heard of this literary gem a couple of years ago, when a lovely friend of mine mentioned it during one of our playgroup get-togethers. I didn't think much of it then, but just recently, when the book was made in to a movie I recalled that little conversation and wondered what all the fuss was about? It sounded like yet another "movement", much like when Oprah rolled out the minds behind "The Secret" and it became a world wide phenomenen. So I delved a little deeper.
I watched another delightful episode of Oprah (have I really mentioned her twice already?) about the movie, and the stars brought in to play the real-life characters. Enter Julia Roberts and a number of gorgeous men as her side dishes. As per usual, Julia gets me interested and more curious, so I post on Facebook my curiosity and am met with offers to lend me copies of the book - so I take up the offer!
Which leads me straight back to why I ventured back to my blog tonight! This evening marks a historical event - I picked up a book and starting reading it! Not a fairytale, school reader or magazine - an actual grown up book. And I am pleased to say I made it 66 pages in before having to put it down due to my eyes hurting as tiredness took over.
The first 18 pages had me enthralled. I had to take a break and message my friend who had left the book on my door step for me this morning.
"Oh.....my.....goodness......I'm up to page 18, and I literally feel like she has been a fly on the wall in what is (well, was) my life, and wrote about it! I think i'm in for a rollercoaster ride! x"
It has stirred up some emotions I thought I had buried, so I am intrigued to see where the next 300 pages lead me...
I am also intrigued as to how I am going to read another 300 pages before a few of us are scheduled to go and see the movie once it has opened here in Melbourne? I shall keep you posted!
I watched another delightful episode of Oprah (have I really mentioned her twice already?) about the movie, and the stars brought in to play the real-life characters. Enter Julia Roberts and a number of gorgeous men as her side dishes. As per usual, Julia gets me interested and more curious, so I post on Facebook my curiosity and am met with offers to lend me copies of the book - so I take up the offer!
Which leads me straight back to why I ventured back to my blog tonight! This evening marks a historical event - I picked up a book and starting reading it! Not a fairytale, school reader or magazine - an actual grown up book. And I am pleased to say I made it 66 pages in before having to put it down due to my eyes hurting as tiredness took over.
The first 18 pages had me enthralled. I had to take a break and message my friend who had left the book on my door step for me this morning.
"Oh.....my.....goodness......I'm up to page 18, and I literally feel like she has been a fly on the wall in what is (well, was) my life, and wrote about it! I think i'm in for a rollercoaster ride! x"
It has stirred up some emotions I thought I had buried, so I am intrigued to see where the next 300 pages lead me...
I am also intrigued as to how I am going to read another 300 pages before a few of us are scheduled to go and see the movie once it has opened here in Melbourne? I shall keep you posted!
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Oprah's coming to Australia!
I had to rewind The Today Show this morning. Did I really hear that correctly? Oprah is coming to Australia? One toilet stop, breakfast for the kids and a cup of tea and I could listen to it properly. Oh.....my......God!!! Hooray for small miracles - my good friend is heading Down Under!
Now, how to go about getting tickets to her one and only show, being recorded at the Sydney Opera House, some time later this year? Me thinks it will be a one in a million chance, but I shall give it a crack! Apparently I am going to have to watch her show daily through October to get details on how to gain these "rare as hens's teeth" tickets....what a shame, I so don't think I can do that! Heheheh......
I shall keep you updated on the cause, and will be googling like mad until I get the answers required.
Now, how to go about getting tickets to her one and only show, being recorded at the Sydney Opera House, some time later this year? Me thinks it will be a one in a million chance, but I shall give it a crack! Apparently I am going to have to watch her show daily through October to get details on how to gain these "rare as hens's teeth" tickets....what a shame, I so don't think I can do that! Heheheh......
I shall keep you updated on the cause, and will be googling like mad until I get the answers required.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Forgive me Father.....it has been 20 days since my last confession.....
Oh dear! I have once again let life in general get in the one of a good post. I am sincerely sorry!
So, what's been happening since my last post? Well, as per usual, my time on this earth never fails in its excitement value. It seems I move on from one "drama" - for want of a better description - to yet another. I won't go in to full detail, but let's just say it has something to do with a certain someone I have referred to in past posts as "the ex-husband"....
What I will say, is that despite this new episode of non-stop action, I have an amazing sense of calm. Which isn't what I had expected. What I find even more amazing, is that I have discovered my wonderful husband is, from this point on, going to be named "my voice of reason". For without his un-wavering support and devotion to the cause - our family - I think I would most definately be a raving lunatic by now!
There have been many other beautiful things going on the last few weeks - my eldest son has found his voice also, but from within. I am so very proud of him. My youngest son is turning six tomorrow, and although at times I really would like to switch his voice off, he really is such a gorgeous and sensitive little soul. Chelsea has shocked us all by displaying her new-found "white line fever". For those of you who have no idea what this is, imagine a delightful little girly-girl, who is a singing, giggling and caring creature. Now imagine that little girl on a basketball court, glaring and growling at the opposition, who dared to knock her over! That, my friends, is white line fever! It is certainly a sight to be seen....
And our youngest in the tribe? Well she has also shocked me, to some extent. In a matter of weeks, I will be working an extra day per week, and Chloe shall be venturing in to the unknown - day care. It is something I thought she would really struggle with. And yes, admittedly, I would struggle even more with! But to my surprise, and much delight, she has taken to it like a duck to water. The day we were looking at the different centres, she was very excited and enjoyed playing. Then last week when we went for a play, or orientation as they call it, I pulled in to the drive way and she said "bye mum!"......ummmmmm, not quite what I had expected!
So yes, it has been a fun filled few weeks, but on reflection, I must say I am still a very grateful Mummy. Life throws us so many twists and turns, but I am finding as I am getting older, I am far more accepting of the ride.
So, what's been happening since my last post? Well, as per usual, my time on this earth never fails in its excitement value. It seems I move on from one "drama" - for want of a better description - to yet another. I won't go in to full detail, but let's just say it has something to do with a certain someone I have referred to in past posts as "the ex-husband"....
What I will say, is that despite this new episode of non-stop action, I have an amazing sense of calm. Which isn't what I had expected. What I find even more amazing, is that I have discovered my wonderful husband is, from this point on, going to be named "my voice of reason". For without his un-wavering support and devotion to the cause - our family - I think I would most definately be a raving lunatic by now!
There have been many other beautiful things going on the last few weeks - my eldest son has found his voice also, but from within. I am so very proud of him. My youngest son is turning six tomorrow, and although at times I really would like to switch his voice off, he really is such a gorgeous and sensitive little soul. Chelsea has shocked us all by displaying her new-found "white line fever". For those of you who have no idea what this is, imagine a delightful little girly-girl, who is a singing, giggling and caring creature. Now imagine that little girl on a basketball court, glaring and growling at the opposition, who dared to knock her over! That, my friends, is white line fever! It is certainly a sight to be seen....
And our youngest in the tribe? Well she has also shocked me, to some extent. In a matter of weeks, I will be working an extra day per week, and Chloe shall be venturing in to the unknown - day care. It is something I thought she would really struggle with. And yes, admittedly, I would struggle even more with! But to my surprise, and much delight, she has taken to it like a duck to water. The day we were looking at the different centres, she was very excited and enjoyed playing. Then last week when we went for a play, or orientation as they call it, I pulled in to the drive way and she said "bye mum!"......ummmmmm, not quite what I had expected!
So yes, it has been a fun filled few weeks, but on reflection, I must say I am still a very grateful Mummy. Life throws us so many twists and turns, but I am finding as I am getting older, I am far more accepting of the ride.
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