Yep. I am going to do it. I am going to abuse my right for a moment as a blogger to advertise my new shipment that just came in last week for our store, PaddiCakes.
I am very excited and I think you will see why. These dresses are absolutely adorable. If you want to see more, click on the link in the right hand column under "my store" titled "PaddiCakes." or just click here: http://www.paddicake.com/
Also, I am posting my tutu's to remind everyone that we still have some available but not for long.
My store is heading to northern Utah the week of March 16-21. We are having an open house in the Alpine area. If you live in SLC or surrounding areas, we would love to see you there. You are not obligated to buy anything, but it would be nice to see everyone! I will post more info on that later! For now? Pictures!
Friday, February 27, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Addendum
I am adding this addendum to my last post. Karen posted a comment on the 4th lady in the picture that I failed to name. I thought I did mention her but reading back, I realize that I didn't. Ruth, 75 years old, is a 25 year breast cancer survivor. She came to the game on Friday. She politely didn't want to be recognized but I did manage to squeeze her in a picture. Thank you Ruth for coming and being an inspiration.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
DSC think pink
Last Friday was Dixie's "Think Pink" basketball game. I was called along with 2 others (Karen included) to represent. It was really nice.
At the women's game, they gave us an honorary tip off, then gave us flowers and we got leied. At halftime, they wanted us to share our story in a brief 2 minutes.
Later, they invited us to the VIP room for dessert and we got to meet some important people. We then stayed for the Men's game where they honored us again. It was awkward but very neat.
The other young gal in the photos was diagnosed at a very young age also. She has been in remission for 4 years but was diagnosed at age 27. Once again, I stand humbled and in awe of her inspiration and motivation. We all had a great time and it was a pretty laid back evening.
On another note. After seeing these pictures, I have decided that something needs to be done about my hair. Don't get me wrong. I am happy to have hair, but I need some styling tips. I don't know if I should give it a little trim or color it or what? Ack!
At the women's game, they gave us an honorary tip off, then gave us flowers and we got leied. At halftime, they wanted us to share our story in a brief 2 minutes.
Later, they invited us to the VIP room for dessert and we got to meet some important people. We then stayed for the Men's game where they honored us again. It was awkward but very neat.
The other young gal in the photos was diagnosed at a very young age also. She has been in remission for 4 years but was diagnosed at age 27. Once again, I stand humbled and in awe of her inspiration and motivation. We all had a great time and it was a pretty laid back evening.
On another note. After seeing these pictures, I have decided that something needs to be done about my hair. Don't get me wrong. I am happy to have hair, but I need some styling tips. I don't know if I should give it a little trim or color it or what? Ack!
Friday, February 13, 2009
Beaten Children
I have been beating my children. I am sure that is what Child and Family services is going to say when they see this.
Allow me to explain. Josh goes to a friends house and I get a phone call that he wants to come home because he fell off a scooter and somehow hit his eye. I come and console him. In the end, he is proud of his work.
Same day. 6 hours later. Drue. Cleaning the lake off the floor in the bathroom that my kids undoubtedly make everytime they take a shower or bath. I am not really sure. I didn't see. I just hear the crying. She came in screaming and holding her eye. I thought, "Aw. C'mon. It can't be THAT bad."
Okay. It was. Apparently she slipped and clopped it on the bath tub.
My only saving grace is that I have an alibi for Josh's incident. Either I have really clumsy children or ....er...well....I am not really sure how to finish out that one. It looks like I just got angry at them both, lined them up, and popped 'em both in one fail swoop.
The last picture is just of Ethan. Just a sleeping baby on his favorite toy. Crawling Pooh Bear. Thank heavens there are no evident cuts or bruises on him. I couldn't pass it up.
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