Creativity

Greetings to you my reader!

I have to admit that I truly enjoy getting creative. I have to put my thinking cap on and then I get to play with ideas that are always running through my little head. I do many different creative things with my time. Anything from crocheting, scrapbooking, painting or whatever my heart contends too.

My newest addition to this is diapercaking haha. This is a diaper cake, now you might be wondering what a diaper cake is. So allow me to explain as I know this is my number one question when I talk about them. These are diapers arranged in a way that resembles a traditional wedding cake. I have only used disposable diapers so far, but hope to add cloth diapers to the list soon. I started a little business sort of thing called "Christina's Babycakes" which I kind of start in July. I haven't really sold any yet, but I do have some in the making for a couple of orders I just recieved. Until these ones came in I was making them and giving them away as gifts to get my name out there.

What caused me to start doing these you might ask? Well a new addition has been brought into my little family. Last winter my dad informed me that he and his new wife were expecting. So here I am into my thirties and I'm going to be a big sister. I wanted to try something new when I was starting to plan out a shower for the new parents (may as well admit it, they are out of practice). Although plans changed in regards to the shower I still had a diapercake all made up for my baby sister! Timera was born on September 30th and she is a little sweetheart.

Here is a picture of what it looks like although each one I make is different.

Alone

Now it has come to my mind quite often about me living in a big house alone. However, with me having several days off in a week it seems to hit me harder all the more often. I was talking with my cousin this evening through Facebook while making dinner and told her brb hopefully with food this time. So here I was eating dinner at my computer typing inbetween bites. I don't mind sitting at a table to eat at all, but what I do mind is sitting there looking at 5 empty chairs surrounding the table. There is noone to break the silence, noone to stick up that index finger to let them know you just need a second to respond. Noone to share a little laughter with, to cook a meal or shovel the driveway with. I love this house and being here alone most of the time. Just at times it dawns on me that I'm not sharing this with anyone. Ah well, at least there are many times that I do get to share meal times with others :)