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A work at home mom (WAHM)journal. FunTables are unique hand painted children's furniture.

Monday, July 25, 2005

Teens to launch Magazine

Jorrest Teen MagaZeen's (yes, magazeen) first quarterly publication will be available in mid August. Jorrest is a combination of the girls last names... James & Forrest. The girls met this summer and developed a sisterly bond. They began creating a teen magazine. I read the original rough draft and thought it had wonderful content. Both girls parents began assisting them with ideas and creating a more professional look. The magazine includes articles written by both girls entitled Bullies, and Why kids need recreational activities. The magazine also include fashion, music, recipes and more. To order your copy or place an ad please send an email
jorrestteen-magazine@hotmail.com . You may also view their temporary work in progress website at http://jorrestteen-magazine.tripod.com/ . This site was created less than 2 weeks ago and they've already gotten 127 hits. I think that's pretty awesome!

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Did you ever want to just magically be an artist?

I didn't realize it, but I started painting out of instinct. While stationed in Germany, I live in government housing. In the kitchen were these hideous beige tiles on the walls. Back then when you lived in government housing, the walls had to be white. yuk! So, when they finally allowed us to use pastel colors on the walls, I just started painting. I remember adding pink lines in the tile grout, to spruce up that ugly tile. I also painted cute little pictures on them. Man, had I been entrepreneur minded at that time I could be a millionaire by now. dang. Oh, back to painting. I was later introduced to bisque figurines. I could paint for hours. I would forget that I had to feed my family.
I remember when I decided to paint the walls in the home that I now own. I'd chosen this lovely brown color. Hey, I had small kids with dirty hands. I was being creative. I was so happy painting that wall. I decided to step away for a minute. AHHHH, the brown wall had green undertones. Okay, how am I going to fix this? I mixed a darker brown that I had with the brown-green paint and wala... I'd created the perfect color for suede. My accident had turned into the most amazing "I meant to do that", I'd every accidently intentionally done. My walls now look like suede. Now I have this attitude... It's just paint. So go get um. Buy some paint and work it out all over those walls. You can always paint over it.
Marilyn
http://www.FunTables4kids.com

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Creating my tables

Gosh, it's sooooo hot. I didn't consider the heat when I decided to create these tables. Every few seconds I have to wipe the sweat from my brow so that I can see. I'll be glad when I've finished cutting, so that I can enjoy painting INSIDE my home! I love to see the finished project though. People are shocked when they find out that 'a woman' does the cutting. That's not something we're suppose to do. I tried finding suitable pre-existing tables and chairs, but they were not put together very well. So here I am, doing it my way.
Enough whining for today. CYA soon.
MJ
http://www.FunTablesforkids.com

Friday, July 15, 2005

Car accident... "Mommy, she whined, I want to go to the mall"

I live on the corner to the entrance of my neighborhood. The street that is perpendicular to my subdivison has curves going both ways. When I moved into this subdivision there was only 2 other subdivisions on the main street, along with a couple to homes. Well they've built about 8 additional subdivisions within a mile radius. Needless to say, it's getting kind of crowded. Back to the accident. I was chatting with one of my neighbors when all of a sudden, we heard this screech and boom! Our 1st thoughts were, where are our kids. We jumped up, ran outside, no shoes, no phone, just us... SUPERMOMS to the rescue!!! So, it turns out that what we heard did not affect our kids, but there was a pretty bad accident. The driver who was turning into our subdivision hit a lady with two very small children. The baby was about 2-3 months old, and the 2-3 yr old was not happy that this "little" thing that just happened could possibly stop her shopping expedition. Now, mom's front left tire, along with her brake pad, and other wires and stuff was lying under the front of the gentleman's truck. Mom was on the phone, probably calling her husband. The 3 yr old asked her mom when they were going to the mall. Mom explained patiently that they couldn't go to the mall. "Mommy, she whined, I want to go to the mall". See men won't get this, but there's nothing in the world that would stop a woman from shopping. It must be in the XX Chromosome, that XY deal just messes them up.;) just kidding. Although, I do think that the definition of the XX chromosome is 'born a DIVA, or born to shop', which could be one in the same. Okay, back to the accident and more on the physics of the XX & XY chromosome. I went to the gentleman to see if he was okay. In the beginning, I thought he was in shock because he'd just been in a car accident. He sat in his car, not moving, just looking ahead. He finally said he was okay, so I told him to turn his car off. I didn't know if it would expode or something... too many movies I guess. Well, his mother just happened to drive up on the accident. She was on the phone with her other son. About 2 minutes later, "speed racer" drove up. I thought he was trying to join his brother and participate in the accident, but he was just scared. He said his mother did not give him the news in the right tone. He thought something had happened to his brother. ahhhh how sweet. We were waiting for the police about 20 minutes, they are only 7 minutes away.?? Gotta love the 911 system. Everyone kept asking the gentleman if he was okay, he said yes. I told his mom and his wife that he was in pain. I could see it in his face. But hey they didn't know me and he's "the man". I could imagine him banging on his chest saying...'me man, you not man'. When the police showed up and started asking him if he was okay, if he needed the ambulance, what hurt, etc. This tarzan, XY chromosomes times 10, man began fighting back tears. He was hurting bad enough to get strapped in and ride in the back of the ambulance. What happened to the lady and the girls that he hit? I'm glad you asked, They probably caught a ride to the mall... DIVA style.
MJ
http://www.FunTables4kids.com

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Usher, Ludacris, Cierra magazine

I've just recently, in the past couple of years began my work at home attempt. I've always been creative, but my parents were hard workers. They've always worked for someone else, so I thought that's what I was suppose to do. I was soooo proud yesterday to read a magazine that my daughter had created. It was VERY informative. It included topics and pictures about Cierra, Usher, and Ludacris. There was a section on fashion, a receipe section and get this... statistics about which artist kids her age like better. The statistics were broken down into all 50 states. Now of course the statistics were not accurate, they were made up, but to have that type of insite at age 11 is awesome. Atleast I think it is. But who doesn't think they have the smartest kids in the world. Who else would come up with this idea? Aannnd she and friend of hers actually sold a copy of their magazine. So, of course the ideas in my head began to spin. We are on our way to becoming writers. I know I'll want to take it to another level and she'll say, (whining of course) but I want to be a lawyer. She is such a talented writer, I see a different future for her. But who am I to suggest a career for her. After all, her big brother told her she should be a lawyer. I guess there's a sibling code that overrides what mom thinks.
CYA tomorrow.

http://www.FunTables4kids.com

Thursday, July 07, 2005

weight loss struggles

A friend of mine and I started walking in March. We walk two miles. We hate it, but we struggle on every morning except Sunday. We meet at the park at 7 am... I hate the park, it's evil. :) My stomach is getting smaller, but my thighs and my butt... well, they're still lurking around. I was suppose to be slim and sexy by now. I eat okay, but once a month I have the chocolate binge. Last year, I'd lost about 45 lbs. I thought I had it going on. Then I began the, "I can have one of these today." Well you definately can't do that everyday. I gained 12 lbs back. whine whine whine... Why can't I just eat what I want? I guess I could, but it doesn't look as good on your body. Who invented this diet thing anyway? It rained all night last night. My first thought was, "we don't have to walk tomorrow". Isn't that sad? I guess I would enjoy it if I saw more results. Any suggestions? cya later.

MJ
http://www.funtables4kids.com

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Happy Birthday to me

On July 2nd, I turned ahhh 25 years old. (cough, cough) That's my story and I'm sticking to it. People always question whether or not I'm 25. I should know how old I am... I never changes. I really don't understand the problem ;)
Anyway, I had a great time on my birthday. It's wonderful when your kids have jobs and you don't have to pay for your own cheap gift... ah ummm, I'm mean uh thoughtful gift. One of my girlfriends celebrated her anniversary on July 1st by having a cookout. I spent a couple of hours with them at the cookout. I just pretended it was for me. shhhh, don't tell her.
Recently a couple and their children moved in our neighborhood. Their kids ages are about the same ages as my kids. They have been in the neighborhood for about a month. The kids have spent almost every moment together. When the mother found out my birthday was approaching she decided to cook dinner for me. That was so wonderful of her, especially since I've only known her less than a month. For dinner we had salmon, green beans, salad, fruit salad, baked chicken, and two cakes... one bake by her daughter; it was a lemon cake, and the other by my daughter; that cake was chocolate... my favorite. The cakes were soooo good. The entire dinner was very good.
So, this week I have to get out the fluffy girl jeans. I can't wait until next year when I turn 25. Isn't that a great age to be? Thanks for visiting.
MJ