Chubster size

My day has consisted of taking a four-hour nap, eating leftover pizza and drinking coffee (the only things I've gotten off the couch for ... besides the bathroom, duh, gross), and designing for Lilla Barn (family etsy store) while Pride and Prejudice (Colin Firth version ... the only version) played in the background. It's still playing as I type this. Colin Firth is a babe. Babe.

We need tags for clothing for Lilla Barn - here is what I've come up with:

More swedish!

I created a logo for a new etsy shop that my sister, mom and I will be making stuff for. I think it's bomb-diggity. (Lilla Barn is little child in Swedish.)

I sent the logo to my mom and sister, they liked it. They thought it was bomb-diggity, too. My mom said maybe we can throw in some blue and/or gold sometimes ... you know, to make it more Swedish-like. There's nothing bad about going more Swedish, so I've updated the logo:

Swearing on boots

After driving to and from Chicago with family last week, I left a pair of super cute boots in my mom's car. I won't get them back for another week, and my mom has already worn them once. To insure that she treats my boots right, I'm going to make her repeat this:

I, Mama Anne, do solemnly swear to respect, love and cherish these cute boots until I give them back to my awesome daughter, Liv. Because I have to give them back. I cannot keep them. I promise to return them.

While they are in my possession, I promise to never wear them in snow (and if snow should unexpectedly fall, I promise to wrap plastic bags around my feet) and keep them away from any sort of mud/paint/snot/dirty fingers/coffee/raspberries/little children/playgrounds/cats/monkeys/grease/hairspray/etc.

I will wear them proudly and stylishly, and pretend I'm on the cover of Vogue and strike a pose whenever someone looks at them. They'll think I'm uber-cool.

Design

Dudes. I just finished the first design for my niece's birth announcement. I feel super awesome right now. Design high! I feel like I could cook the perfect granola bars (seriously, I haven't gotten them quite right),  put together anything from IKEA without messing it up, or jump at least 2 feet vertically (this white girl can't jump). A peak: