Quilted Water Bottle Carrier

Made a water bottle carrier last night, using this this tutorial I found linked on Pinterest. I modified it by adding a couple of pockets on the front for my phone and ATM card. Figure it's easier to carry around than a purse when sight-seeing :)

Ironing Board

Recovered Ikea ironing board

A Few Of My Favourite Things...

Posting a few pictures of my favourite things so that I can pin them on Pinterest. This conditioner smells like heaven and is soooo moisturizing for my hair. I don't know how to explain the scent other than to say it smells like a mixture of chocolate, mint, and something I can't quite put my finger on. I get it from Chatters, but the girls tell me they will not be carrying it anymore. :( Poo.

Tragus

I had my left tragus pierced 5 years ago, but either my body rejected it or it wasn't done properly, because over the course of a few months the earring moved closer and closer to the edge of my ear and finally broke through & free. I love the look of a pierced tragus and recently had the right one pierced in hopes that it will heal properly this time around. It's been two months and so far so good. My piercer made sure he pierced deep in and away from the edge to avoid the problems I had with the last piercing. Here's hoping! I've cleaned it with the clear, antibacterial Softsoap that the piercer recommended, and kept it clean and dry. I tried to avoid touching it without first washing my hands, but I wasn't very compliant! :) It's hard to keep my fingers off -- because whenever I think of it or someone mentions it, I unconsciously reach for it!! Ha ha. Anyways, I'm loving having the piercing again. Someday I might be brave enough to get my brow done...

Sewing Projects

I haven't made anything in years, but since I joined Pinterest, I've been inspired by a lot of posts. Here are some baby bibs I've made for friends who are expecting in the next few months.

Nothing Is New

Nothing :)

My Not-So-Funny Valentine

So Thursday was my first Valentine’s Day ever. Ok; it is a holiday that is far too commercialized, I agree. But so is Christmas, and you don’t see us boycotting it. I think that Valentine’s Day is a day to celebrate love, however you choose to do so. Grant worked the day shift and I worked evenings, so we didn’t really expect to get together on the actual date, but on a whim I invited him to stay the night and he did. He seemed a little reluctant to do so, saying that my Valentine’s gift wasn’t quite ready yet, but I assured him that was fine, seeing as we were both working and hadn’t expected to be seeing each other that day. He proceeded to apologize and said that his reason for not having it ready in time was that he had been too preoccupied with getting the Internet set up on his computer! *slaps me in the face* He did say he would make it up to me early the next week on one of his days off, so I tried not to let it get to me.

Tonight on the phone, he asked me if I wanted to meet up with two friends of his for drinks on Tuesday. I reminded him that we had planned to do our Valentine’s celebrating either Monday or Tuesday, as these were his only days off that week. He replied by saying that he was “kinda broke” *slaps me in the face* and when that was met by silence he proceeded to gush about how much he loves me and misses me, blowing kisses into the phone. He asked me if I wanted to do something else on Tuesday, just the two of us, or if I wanted to go with his friends for drinks. I said it didn’t matter.

Anyone reading this (although no one can read this) would probably think I was a real bitch. I’d like to say something in my defense: I’m not demanding that he take me out for an expensive dinner, or an inexpensive dinner, or buy me a bouquet of roses, or even buy me a Valentine. What I would like is to see (by his actions and not merely by his words) is that celebrating our love is more important to him than his bloody Internet, and that it is also significant enough to have saved a little (and I mean a little) cash to be used for celebrating.

Grant

So for the last half a year I've been getting to know Grant better. At first, via the IMDb, msn, email, and facebook, and most recently in person and on the phone.
I love him and we're going to get married.
Tonight was the scariest night I've had with him though. He told me he believed in reincarnation. I just about died and came back as someone else right there. How can I love someone who has such different beliefs as I do? And how come I didn't know about them earlier? And should I be investing this much into a man who doesn't stand like I do? He believes in God, but I wouldn't say he loves Him. Not that it's my place to say, who am I? I cried and paced and was SO ANGRY! Not at him. What if, after all this, God says "No, Jill, not him?"
Then what do I do?
Anyway, he treats me like a queen. I don't know that I'll marry him. We'll see. I'll let you know.