Show Us Your Life - Things That Make You Happy

The Show Us Your Life Series at Kelly's Korner is all about things that make you happy. Right now I am so happy to be a teacher! I had a wonderful school year and am officially on break. Oh my goodness, when I sat down to think about what else makes me happy, the list got quite long. I guess that is a good problem to have!
Here are a few...

My little girly girl princess,

my sports fans,

good teachers,

snow,

painting,

traveling,

new accessories,

decorating/cleaning/taking care of my home,

new babies,

my hubs,

hand made gifts,

swimming,

and cooking.

All of my family, going to church, my girlfriends, getting to eat out from time to time, museums, nice hotels, new clothes, new shoes, the beach, farmer's market, my pets, quiet time alone, hot tubs, vanilla in my diet cokes, flavored cream in my coffee, going to the movies, singing along with the radio, scrubbing dirty toes, haircuts...I told you this list could get long!
Ya'll have a great holiday weekend!

The Last One...

Here it is...the last teacher canvas! It seems like I did so many this year. Thank you all for the orders! Jenny Yankovich wanted a little 5x5 in the red, white, and blue for her child's teacher. She was so nice and even blogged about it. She's got the cutest little blog about her family. Check out her link over on my blog list.

To see some of our school year memories, please visit my school blog.

Summer Monograms

These two summer monograms are for Tammy Young to give to her children's special teachers. I love that she thought to do something for their homes, not necessarily their classrooms.

This way they have a little something to take home and use throughout the summer. These would actually look great anytime of the year.

Thanks, Tammy!

Hopping Right Along...

...into my last four days of school! I've had a really good year with some super smart students, the absolute best coworkers, and some fun times. It has gone by fast. I am still so looking forward to summer and taking a deep breath and slowing down.
When both of these canvases were ordered, "summer colors" were requested. I was happy to get out the lime green, kelly green, hot pink, purple, orange, and all those beautiful shades of aqua. I am ready for some summer colors myself!

Jessica is Collierville, TN, is a new customer who wanted a cute little frog for her front door. She tells me that her kids like spending time outdoors in the summer looking for frogs. Mine, too!

Lesley Nash wanted a frog for her son's teacher. They've had a great year with Mrs. Penny at Hickory Creek and she wanted to show her appreciation.

Thanks, ladies, for both of these fun orders! Now, I've got a bajillion things to do today before this last busy weeks starts!

Sneaky Hate Spiral

Most of the time, I'm pretty even-tempered.  Aside from the odd nervous breakdown or caffeine-induced bliss-seizure, I have the emotional variation of sand.  However, every once in a great while, I'll lapse into what I like to call a "sneaky hate spiral."

The buildup:

Sneaky hate spirals begin simply enough.  In fact, that is one of the hallmarks of sneaky hate spirals - they are merely the confluence of many unremarkable annoyances.

Your day begins poorly.

Before you've had a chance to recover from your unpleasant awakening, you are pummeled by a series of unfortunate events.  There are probably some loud and/or persistent sounds mixed in there, too. 

The little frustrations start to happen more quickly.  They ping against your psyche like hundreds of tiny pebbles.  

Eventually, the sum of the small annoyances begins to exceed your capacity for patience and rational thought.  All it would take to send you over the edge into a bottomless pit of angry hysteria is just one more tiny, little thing...

The turning point:

The turning point is usually a minor but slightly jarring incident, initiated by some force of nature that cannot be blamed or scolded - like gravity or sleeplessness or wind.  That last specification is very important.  In order to send you into truly batshit crazy hysterics, the final straw must cause anger that cannot rationally be directed outward in any way.

Your worn patience plus the inability to blame anything for your misery causes a chain reaction to take place inside of you.

The rage enters your body, but cannot exit through either the blame or personal responsibility pathways. It therefore must travel to the very center of you where it will fester and eventually rupture.  

Chaos:

When enough anger and hatred has accumulated inside of you, it will rupture through your pathetic sense of integrity and start spewing outwardly as if you are some sort of rage sprinkler, spraying your putrid hate all over anything that comes near you.   

You are officially out of control.   At this late stage, there is no way around it.  You are simply a helpless passenger in your psychotic war-machine of a body.