Merry Christmas from Vintagemomcreaitons

Sending you all the blessings of hope and comfort on this Christmas Holiday.

May your wishes be heard by angels and your hearts be full.

Renita and family

 

THE HERITAGE COLLECTION~Hometown Original Art Circleville Ohio

Heck yes I’m going to advertise this here!! My Wonderful Husband has amazed me again!!!

My husband, the artist, created this wonderful work of art history.
Drawn on a wonderful piece of wood with a built in frame. This hometown history piece was carefully woodburned. Be sure to look at the detail of this master creation in the photos I have to show.

This piece measures 21 inches tall and 14 inches wide. There will be a limited amount of these created as they are VERY time consuming. Artist will sign and date this piece for you.
Please allow a 2 week creation time before shipping. I will not put a shipping charge on this If you are going to order from outside of Circleville please contact me and I will promptly speak to you concerning shipping to your area.

History of Circleville

Circleville was unique among early American towns, built to conform to a circular prehistoric earthworks. When Pickaway County was formed in 1810 there were no existing settlements that seemed suitable for a county seat. Therefore, a new town was laid out within the ancient’s “circle” on the high bank east of the Scioto River. It’s streets radiated from an octagonal courthouse in the center of the circle.
Two communities existed near Circleville prior to its being laid out as the county seat. Jefferson and Livingston ceased to exist several years after Circleville was designated the seat of government in 1811. When the Ohio Canal reached Circleville, the shape of the town within the circle proved to be a hindrance, and in 1838 a group of enterprising businessmen began to “square the circle”. Over the next 20 years the job was accomplished and all traces of the ancient earthworks disappeared.

This is the Artist rendition of Circleville, Ohio as it appeared in the year 1836.
Original drawing by Mr. G.F. Wittich. ©1919 Edward Wittich ~The woodburning you will recieve will not match Mr. Wittich’s drawing but will be the artists rendition of Circleville in 1836. Please remember each burning will be a little different as these are not factory made.. but done by hand.. One tree and one building at a time.

Wood will be sprayed to protect it from time.

You can find this wonderful art here~

http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=8539783

She’s calling Daddy because mommy is blogging again.

I don’t usually blog so personally here. This is my business blog ya know? 😉

But this girl.. Whew. This is my daughter Isabel. She’s 18 months old this month and you can always read more about her on the other pages here but, let’s get an update.

We’ve had quite a time over the last year, Isabel and me. Of course a family always have ups and down’s but Isabel.. and Mommy well we have alot on our plate sometimes.

This past year we’ve made some major decisions with her therapy schedule and how we handle life together in general.

You see, Isabel has Down Syndrome.

Which means therapy. So of course at the beginning of her life I had her signed up for every single pt, st, and ot available. ( physical, speech and occupational therapy) We did baby group. We had play dates.

YUCK.  Not yuck.. but double yuck. We were killing ourselves.

A few months ago we said STOP this madness!

I’ll tell you when the iceburg hit the mommy ship.

I was tired. Worn out actually. My aunt had died of breast cancer May 1st. Another Aunt died of COPD in June. It was funeral after funeral.

Isabel was trying to learn to walk. She was cruisin around and having a good time and we were especially pleased with her progress. ( daddy and me and the other kids.. we were actually tickled.) She was 14-15 months old. We were still in the normal walking window right?

So, We go to physical therapy. And.. To make a very long story short.. he suggested a “baby walker”. Not a walker.. like sit the kid in and have fun walker. But a metal .. help the child with the disability walker. I was confused. I have absolutely NOTHING against anything that will help Isabel. But a metal walker?

So I began to question him.. Does she really NEED this? Is this something that she will have for life.. this crutch?? ( again.. some do.. and I in no way am against that. If Isabel NEEDED IT I would be FINE with it.) But… She was trying to walk already!!!

Long story short.. a mini battle ensued.  We as a family wanted Isabel to have a chance to walk on her own two feet. The therapist wanted to SPEED THINGS UP. We wanted her to have her time.

We no longer go into the center for therapy. We are in a ps2 program that I will write about in another blog or page..

Isabel is running now. Without a walker.

Isabel walks alone. 🙂

Don’t give up.

Never give up.

She doesn’t.

Last Shopping Weekend for Shipping in the USA

And I’ve been working my rear off!!! Wanna see?

All of these are for sale in my shop.. and Monday’s the last shipping day to get it there in time folks! ( usps) ( not including priority.. but if you want to save a few bucks.. order this weekend for Monday shipping!)

Click any of the links to go to my shop!

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Great last minute gifts and stocking stuffers that will win a heart for sure!!!

Artist of the Day too.. Personal Favorite.. Goddess Joy

I’m humbled by her.. and she knows. Welcome to GoddessJoy’s Etsy Shop find her here..http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=102348 Elemental Bracelet – Water Number One   Description

***Look for the coordinating necklace this weekend***I’ve been in a water mood lately, and it’s coming through in my jewelry. The area of California that I live in has had a very dry 18 months, and it’s starting to get scary! Luckily, the rains kicked in a couple of days ago and hopefully things will balance out. This simple bracelet was inspired by my thoughts of water and rain. Various shades of blue and green with hints of silver and grey call to the water element around us. A list of ingredients: Aquamarine rounds and nuggets – watery blue Chrysoprase nuggets – pale sea foam green Cultured freshwater Pearls- silvery blue Seraphinite barrel – silver green Amazonite roundells – sea foam blue African Blue Opal coin – sandy blue Turquoise Opalite rounds – glowing blue Chrysocolla roundells – blue and green Sterling silver spacers, Czech glass roundels, and seed beads finish out the design All of that in one simple bracelet? Yes! It’s an asymmetrical bracelet that closes with a chunky roundell of Chrysocolla and a loop of seed beads. Worried about the security of it? Don’t be! Just to test it, I wore this bracelet to bed three nights in a row and it didn’t fall off once. Let me tell ya, I toss and turn all night! This bracelet will fit a 7″ wrist comfortably. All of my creations are hand made, one of a kind OOAK pieces assembled in my home studio. I use only the finest stringing materials and finishing techniques to ensure that your jewelry will last a lifetime!

About the Artist..

From Joy..
“I’ve been fascinated with the adornments of women around the world. The colors and textures draw me in every time. I believe that every woman is a Goddess and should be able to adorn herself as such!”

“Each and every one of my pieces are one of a kind (ooak). I do not and will not duplicate a piece that has sold. However, I will do sets for weddings or special events! Custom orders are my pleasure. Convo me if you have any questions!

Each piece is created by me in my home studio. I test wear each piece (except for earrings) for an hour or so while I’m at home. I want to make sure that your jewelry is as comfortable as it is beautiful. After wearing, each piece is cleaned and packaged, ready for it’s new home!”

p.s. From Renita..Really folks.. she makes GREAT stuff. I feel better when I wear her jewelry.. and yes I have a fabulous necklace@!!!

Artist of the Day.. Lanningslee

Adorable, classy, fabulous workmanship. Those are some of the words I would use for Lanningslee. When I first started selling on Etsy I bought one of these and I’d like to highly recommend her to you!

From the description…

 

Description
If you would like a custom made wallet for your Etsy business cards, please convo or email me at kanona@gmail.com for a one or two-day turnaround!

This is a business card size wallet/case personalized with Etsy.com on the front and your ETSY shop name on the back. It’s made for business cards but just happens to be the perfect size for lots of other things too! Holds at least 25 business cards, a few gift cards, emergency pantiliners, folded tissues or TP, a small mirror, your keys, lipstick, candy, cash/credit card & driver’s license, tea bags and/or Splenda packets for those times you’re in a restaurant and they don’t have your favorite tea or Splenda, and just about anything else you can think of that you don’t want to get lost in the bottom of your purse!

This handy little holder measures 4.5″ X 2.5″ when snapped closed. Very sturdy construction and completely washable, it is made on my embroidery machine and has nice satin stitching all the way around. I used one fabric and contrasting satin stitching on this one. I am happy to use two fabrics and matching satin stitching if you like. I have lots of fabrics to choose from if you want something special, just holler. Otherwise, this listing is for the item pictured with your shop name, of course.

If no names or phrases are specified by purchaser, this item will be embroidered with “Etsy.com” on the front and “I ‘heart’ Etsy” on the back.

Buy it here  http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=6578531

A little about the seller..

A little about me: I live in a log home in a rural town not far from Seattle, WA with my husband and our cat, Rosie. I have two grown sons nearby. I never really considered myself an artistic person, but somehow I manage to spend most of my time in my “hobby” room creating embroidery-related items. I’ve also taken up beading and button making.

I inherited my obsession with handcrafting from my mother’s side of the family, who did most everything by hand…I started out that way, but now do all of my embroidery and sewing/quilting by machine. My husband doesn’t really understand how I can spend so much time in my hobby room, but he fully supports me and appreciates the things I make.

Now I’m not trying to make a living here, but I would like to try to make a little money to help support my hobby and take some of the burden off of my hubby. At the same time my goal is to try and make others happy with something they wanted but might not otherwise have found anywhere else. I am also able to do custom work. If you have something in mind, please let me know & we can go from there.

Thank you for visiting my little corner of the world! Have fun looking in my shop and other shops on Etsy!

Shannon
find her here  http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=76848

The Story Tellers.. Worth Sharing

I’m fully aware that I have been very bad with updating my blog lately.. but If you know me you’ll understand that sometimes life calls to me .. Yells at me to actually LIVE and not write. The voices have yelled at me lately and I have been stuck in the 1800s. … Maybe you will understand if you read something that will show you my heart a bit for, I AM a Story Teller. ( Scroll Down to see.. The Story Tellers… )

				The Story Tellers….
			We are the chosen. My feelings are in each family there is one who seems called to find the ancestors.   To put flesh on their bones and make them live again, to tell the family story and to feel that somehow they know and approve. To me, doing genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts, but instead, breathing life into all who have gone before.   We are the story tellers of the tribe. All tribes have one. We have been called as it were by our genes. Those who have gone before cry out to us: Tell our story. So, we do. In finding them, we somehow find ourselves.   It goes beyond just documenting facts. It goes to who am I and why do I do the things I do. It goes to seeing a cemetery about to be lost forever to weeds and indifference and saying I can’t let this happen.   The bones here are bones of my bone and flesh of my flesh. It goes to doing something about it. It goes to pride in what our ancestors were able to accomplish. How they contributed to what we are today. It goes to respecting their hardships and losses, their never giving in or giving up, their resoluteness to go on and build a life for their family.   It goes to deep pride that they fought to make and keep us a Nation. It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they were doing it for us.   That we might be born who we are. That we might remember them. So we do. With love and caring and scribing each fact of their existence, because we are them and they are us. So, as a scribe called, I tell the story of my family. It is up to that one called in the next generation to answer the call and take their place in the long line of family storytellers.  (Author unknown)

More Important to read than Artist of the day… For my friends

God Lives Under The Bed

I envy Kevin. My brother Kevin thinks God lives under his bed.
At least that’s what I heard him say one night.

He was praying out loud in his dark bedroom, and I stopped to listen,

“Are you there, God?” he said. “Where are you? Oh, I see. Under the
 bed…”

I giggled softly and tiptoed off to my own room.
Kevin’s unique perspectives are often a source of amusement.
But that night something else lingered long after the humor, I
realized for the first time the very different world Kevin lives in.

He was born 30 years ago, mentally disabled as a result of difficulties
during labor.
Apart from his size (he’s 6-foot-2), there are few ways in which he is
 an
adult.

He reasons and communicates with the capabilities of a 7-year-old, and
 he
always will.
 
He will probably always believe that God lives under his bed, that
 Santa
Claus is the one who fills
the space under our tree every Christmas and that airplanes stay up in
 the
sky because angels carry them.

I remember wondering if Kevin realizes he is different.
 
Is he ever dissatisfied with his monotonous life?
Up before dawn each day, off to work at a workshop for  the disabled,
 home
to walk our cocker spaniel,
return to eat his favorite macaroni-and-cheese for dinner, and later to
 bed.

The only variation in the entire scheme is laundry,  when he hovers
excitedly over the washing machine
like a mother with her newborn child.

He does not seem dissatisfied.

He lopes out to the bus every morning at 7:05, eager for a day of
 simple
work.

He wrings his hands excitedly while the water boils on the stove before
dinner, and he stays up late twice a week to
gather our dirty laundry for his next day’s laundry chores.

And Saturdays-oh, the bliss of Saturdays! That’s the day my Dad takes
 Kevin
to the airport to have a soft drink,
watch the planes land, and speculates loudly on the destination of each
passenger
inside. “That one’s goin’ to Chi-car-go!” Kevin shouts as he claps his
hands.

His anticipation is so great he can hardly sleep on Friday nights.

And so goes his world of daily rituals and weekend field trips.

He doesn’t know what it means to be discontent.

His life is simple.

He will never know the entanglements of wealth of power, and he does
 not
care what brand of clothing he wears
or what kind of food he eats.
 
His needs have always been met, and he never worries
                                        that one day they may not be.

His hands are diligent. Kevin is never so happy as when he is working.
  When
he unloads the dishwasher
 or vacuums the carpet, his heart is completely in it.

He does not shrink from a job when it is begun, and he does not leave a
 job
until it is finished.
 
But when his tasks are done, Kevin knows how to relax.

He is not obsessed with his work or the work of others.
 
His heart is pure.

He still believes everyone tells the truth, promises must be kept, and
 when
you are wrong,
you apologize instead of  argue.

Free from pride and unconcerned with appearances,
Kevin is not afraid to cry when he is hurt, angry or sorry.
He is always transparent, always sincere.
And he trusts God.

Not confined by intellectual reasoning, when he comes to Christ,
he comes as a child.
 
Kevin seems to know God – to really be friends with Him in
a way that is difficult for an “educated” person to grasp.
                                 God seems like his closest companion.

In my moments of doubt and frustrations with my Christianity I envy the
security Kevin has in his simple faith.

It is then that I am most willing to admit that he has some divine
 knowledge
that rises above my mortal questions

It is then I realize that perhaps he is not the one with the handicap.
I am.
 
My obligations, my fear, my pride, my circumstances –
 
they all become disabilities when I do not trust them to God’s care

Who knows if Kevin comprehends things I can never learn? After all, he
 has
spent his whole life in that kind
of innocence, praying after dark and soaking up the goodness and love
 of
God.

And one day, when the mysteries of heaven are opened,
and we are all amazed at how close God really is to our hearts,
I’ll realize that God heard the simple prayers of
a boy who believed that God lived under his bed.

Kevin won’t be surprised at all!
When you receive this, say a prayer.

That’s all you have to do.

Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.
There is no cost, but a lot of rewards.

LIVE WELL… LAUGH MUCH… LOVE OFTEN

And now a note from me..

I wish beyond all that I could just stay in the moment and believe. Today that’s what I’ll work on.. How about you?

 Pictured.. My daughter Isabel.. My inspiration for believing, simply.

Featured Artist of the Morning.. Vintagemomcreations

Yep me 🙂  I woke up this morning and decided it was time for a super sale and I am going to PROMOTE IT!

I have slashed prices lower than they’ve ever been..and this isn’t junk.. some of the sale items are sterling silver! But, a mommy has to do what a mommy has to do therefore many items are AT COST

Some of the items you’ll see?

And SO MUCH MORE.

Price have been slashed folks.. I’m not kidding.

$7.00 Can you believe this?
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and now only $9.00
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Under 15.00
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Under $20.00
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Come and take a look around.. Many other items from the forest not promoted 🙂

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