Petals of Hope

This stunning blue and cream burlap wreath reminds us that there is hope for PCOS and PTSD. Both syndromes have teal as the Awareness Ribbon color, and would be a perfect present for anyone who suffers from one, or both, of those life changing syndromes.

I, unfortunately, have both syndromes. So, this wreath is near and dear to my heart and, like all of my creations, this one was made with love and care.

“Petals of Hope” has four handmade burlap flowers on It’s left side.  Those four flowers provide all the decor this amazing wreath needs. Any additional decor would subtract from this simple, yet stunning, piece of art.

#PetalsOfHope #PCOS #PTSD #iWearTealForMe

Check out this item in my Etsy shop https://www.etsy.com/listing/224414664/pcos-petals-of-hope-burlap-wreath

Pain Filled Nights

Walking the floor in pain, well hobbling actually, has began to truly diminish my quality of life even more so than it is. I need sleep. Plain and simple.

The medication that I am on (which is literally under lock and key since some disappeared a few weeks ago; sad and pathetic, but true) is actually stronger than Morphine, and I still cry tears of absolute anguish.

I hurt my back caring for my parents before they passed away, but a few things happened that made the issues worse. I still have to have CT scans and X-Rays preformed on the rest of my back. My doctor is focused on helping the pain in my lower back before we extend

My husband has been in the bed since he got him from work. He isn’t feeling well at all. The area on his bag where his right lung is hurts him deeply.

Six years since you’ve been gone.

The following words are from January 21, 2015.

(9:30AM) I’m so late for work! I’m woman enough to admit I walked the floor crying last night. My Mama would have “put (her) ingrown toenail up (my) booty,” if she would have seen me crying like that over her, or she would have wrapped in her arms, and here comes the tears again! My dears, if you are lucky enough to have your Mama still with you, CHERISH her and let
her KNOW how much you love her, and if you haven’t spoken in a while, stop being stubborn and pick up the phone. Trust me, if she’s a REAL mother, she’s worth it. Because when this is the last picture you have with your Mama,

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your life will NEVER be the same. I wasn’t the perfect daughter, but I’m now a daughter she would have been proud of, only it is too late for her to see it. I was there to take care of her when she needed me, but I will always miss that short woman!

(5:30 PM )

I feel so cheated, so lost. I never got to know my Mama as a woman. She was my best friend, but there are so many things I don’t know about her. I never will be able to experience that mother-daughter friendship that begins in the daughter’s 30’s.

Tomorrow is my 33rd birthday. Yes, I lost her the day before my birthday.

Cancer may have taken you from me, but I love you, Mama, always and forever.

Love your
Pumpkin

Southern Weddings

        July 21, 2013

          A wedding in the South has always been a rather big deal.  Regardless of whether you intend to invite ten guests or five hundred guests; regardless of whether it is going to be a small simple backyard wedding or a formal white tie event.  We Southerners truly need to excuse to gather and enjoy the company of family and friends; however a wedding gives us the perfect opportunity to gather with the ones we hold dear and celebrate the love and joining of two families that become one.

            In days gone by, a Southern wedding was, at times, a week-long event because friends and family would come from many miles away by horse back and horse drawn carriage.  The bride’s family would host pre-wedding dinner parties, parties, and excursions before the wedding and after the couple said their vows that joined them as man and wife, the bride’s family would then host a wedding brunch and a wedding ball.  Normally, the newly married couple would embark on an extended honeymoon to Europe, or they would go for prolonged visits with relatives.

As my wedding day quickly approaches, so many emotions course through my heart.  I am finally marrying the man I was meant for.  The only damper to the joyous occasion is that my parents and grandparents as well as my amazing fiancés mother and maternal grandmother are not alive to be there with us.  Even though my parents have passed and I will have to walk down that aisle to the man I love alone, physically, I know that they will be there with me in spirit.   I purchased a picture frame that happens to be a charm from Michaels to attach to my bouquet that I am going to place a picture of my parents in.  So, even though I will be walking alone, they will be with me as well.

Weddings are costly and that is one of the main reasons that I am thankful that I actually love to craft and engage in DIY projects.  I actually enjoy creating stunning flower arrangements and other things.  I adore using my glue gun to apply pearls and ribbons to ordinary things to turn them into exceptional display pieces.  This talent comes quite handy when one is planning the reception décor as well.  My mother was an amazing cook and she was known for her cakes and other baked goods.  One of the ways that I am going to honor my mother at my wedding is by using three of her recipes to bake my wedding cake.  That may be going against tradition, but I can bake a cake that tastes better than most professional bakeries, and I can do it for a small fraction of the cost!  All of her recipes were made from scratch, and they tasted divine!

Ask any Southern Bride and she will tell you that her wedding cake is the perfect conduit for self-expression.  The history of the nuptial pastry, though, is even stranger than some modern rituals suggest.  In ancient Rome, marriages were sealed when the groom smashed a barley cake over the bride’s head.  Luckily for the bride, tiaras were not fashionable then.  In medieval England, newlyweds smooched over a pile of buns, supposedly ensuring a prosperous future for the new couple.  Unmarried female guests sometimes took home a little piece of cake to tuck under their pillows.  Legend says that supposedly the single woman would dream of her future husband that night.  I personally believe that placing a slice of cake under one’s pillow would have been preferable to actually eating a cake that was made in the early Middle Ages because one old recipe for a “Brides Pie” mixed cockscombs, lamb testicles, sweetbreads, oysters and spices.  However, by the middle of the sixteenth century sugar had become more plentiful in England, and the more refined the sugar happened to be, the whiter in color it was.  Pure white icing soon thereafter became a wedding cake staple.  Not only did the color allude to the bride’s purity, but the whiteness was a status symbol as well as a display of the family’s wealth.  Later, tiered cakes, with their cement-like supports of decorative dried icing, also advertised affluence.  Formal wedding cakes became bigger and more elaborate through the Victorian age, and when Queen Elizabeth II married Prince Phillip in 1947 her wedding cake weighed over five hundred pounds!

A Southern bride will never consider a wedding cake to be just a dessert, even though it disappears with her guests.  However, today’s brides may be able to justify their towering concoctions, because as we all know the most famous cakes become immortal.  In some Southern weddings the wedding cake is often a showpiece in which the new couple can incorporate Southern traditions, express their personalities, and provide a culinary treat for the mouths and eyes of the guests.  One tradition which was originally practiced in the South but has grown in popularity across the country is the cake pull.  When a bride chooses her wedding cake accessories, she may decide to include those tiny delicate charms which are inserted between the layers of the wedding cake.  Before the cake is cut, the bride and those she selects, typically the bridesmaids and other close female friends will each pull a satin ribbon that is attached to a charm from the cake.  These charms represent a fortune for the person and are a precious memento for those to keep in memory of the celebration.  A Bride’s wedding cake should never be a dry afterthought of the reception, but instead it should be a focal point of the reception.  Ladies, if you are careful and you do your research, you will be able to have a truly wonderful Southern wedding in which you can incorporate sentimental traditions, express your personality, and leave your guests pining for another piece of that fabulous wedding cake and attempting to get the recipe!