A sheet as a curtain

Hello my darlings

A whole week has passed since my last post, and believe me I tried to visit this little corner of mine, but I couldn't. When inspiration hits you, you have to obey. I'm in the last chapters of the first draft of book 2, and it's been an amazing week. I know that a few things are going to change since the first draft always needs work and in the journey you add a few details or cut others or simply change a situation and so on. Well, i can tell you this, i'm happy to get to this point, finally set on words what i've been dreaming for years!

Anyway, i intended to share with you this little project that i did a few weeks ago now, since crafting helps me to get the ideas coming :) same as reading.
BTW i'm currently reading the mists of Avalon, but i'll talk about them in a few days :)

I used an old white sheet that had a little hole

 I cut the damaged part

 And since it was a little big for my window I folded in half 

 And sew all the edges

 Since i was going to paint with black acrylic, i used a black color to write in all the fabric

and then i used the acrylic

i placed a small square of wood for not made a disaster in the fabric by accident

 and boom! that's how it looks (the lyric is la vie en rose, Edit Piaff version)

Mother's Day

Yesterday was Mother's Day and while i spent all day with my mon, i guess it's appropriate to share with you a little more about this amazing and wonderful woman.
My mom taught me that no matter what she would be there for me whenever i needed her -which with time i can say it was true.
My mom taught me to work, to never depend of a man to get things done -even when she was married for 34 years, when it was time, she decided to divorce my father and start over, never afraid, not looking back, only doing the necessary to have a good life.
She also taught me too to enjoy life plenty and to smile!
She taught me to be positive and to express myself as i wanted.
She show me to do crafts and let my imagination free! There's magic around us and she always let me believe it.
She took me to watch all the Harry Potter's movies -even when i was a grown woman and bought me popcorn, she was happy for me when i was placed in Gryffindor when i was accepted in pottermore.
She let me dye my hair as much as i wanted, and even when she doesn't like tattoos she likes mines.
She's the kind of woman who always listen, and even my friends love her, she welcome them to her house and they know they could count on her too. My best friend -who is gay- told her his preferences and not to his own mother, because my mom doesn't judge but accepts you as you are and loves you!
I could keep writing long and long about how wonderful this woman is, but i would let it in this: Thank you dear Lord for sent me to the womb of this fantastic woman, to let me grow with her, and let her guide me all the steps of my life!

Blog Every Day In May

Hello my darlings

Have you read about this blog challenge? i found out about it this weekend when i read the posts that i missed the week, anyway, I think i'm going to take part of it, even when it's already day 7 i want to give it a try.

So today's topic is the Thing(s) you are most afraid of:

I'm not scary easily, I mean, 3 years ago my mom and i had a bad experience with the huracane Karl, when our home suffered with the inundation, but even when it was hard to see our home like that, even when it was sad to see all our things covered in mud, i didn't feel scared till one point. I'm completely afraid of snakes, trully, i had dream about them and woke up all sweaty and almost crying.
After the inundation I was totally afraid of found one of those horrible creatures in my house, and nowadays i'm scared to go to the little back yard.
So snakes, yes, my biggest weak point.
And I have to say I'm scare to of lossing someone I love, specially my mom, i can't even imagine my life without her.
The last one I guess it has to be grow old alone, I enjoy be alone, like most of the people, and even when sometimes i feel kind of lonely, i know i have good friends, i have my mom with me, and that's ok for me, but what about when they're gone? I'm scared of be lonely, of be completely alone.

So that's it, those are the things i'm most afraid of, what about you?

A Hair Story

Hello sweethearts

While I'm writing this post, i can't help but think how silly this may sound, but still, i can't help but feel sad for my hair! It's been three years now since i took the crazy decision of cut it, and even when most of the times i don't regret it, i can't help but miss it.
My hair had suffered with my crazyness, changing from super short, to medium, to shoulder, to super long to go back to short, and so on. And about colors...well, it always has been between brunette, to black, and red, which are my favorite colors (my natural color is brunette, like chocolate brunette since under the sunlight it has to turn a little redish).

I love long hair, and every time i saw the beautiful blog of Miss James  and her pretty pictures, with her super long dark hair (she's natural blond but any color she uses suite her perfectly) i can't help but miss it.

Or the amazing blog of Miss Kinsey 

or lovely Elsie

or sweet Danielle

or cutest Maria whish hair reminds me a lot of mine

These are the blogs that i read, the blogs that i follow, the blogs that constantly i check for inspiration, for ideas, for see pretty things when i'm in the need to see happy faces, pretty families, sisters, kids and so on.
but they are a constant reminder of this:

This one was the day that i chop it off, half of my hair went to the floor and i ended up like this

My poor hair is a free spirit, it likes to wave and fly with the wind

It loves red, but not when i made crazy treatments like blench it :/

It refuses sometimes to be styled in braids or another crazy hairstyle that i want to try

and that's how i took the decision once more to cut it

medium short

I realize that even when it was growing something was different, i was different. It wasn't the same hair, it wasn't the healthy brunette hair that i used to have. I changed a lot the last couple of years, my eating habits changed a lot, and while i was using the same brand of shampoo, my hair felt different. it felt dry, it felt broken, it felt sad.

And like Lewis Carrol said:

(I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then)

I'm going to try to be healthy once more, starting this monday, my eating habits and healthy habits are going to change. I'm going back to pilates, like i used to, i'm not going to eat meat, this change is going to be huge because it's not a simple diet, or a simple resolution, it's something that i need desperately, it's something that my soul need, and it started with my hair. I want it to grow pretty, like it used to be, a different hair, a healthy one.

Walking pics

Hello dearest

Just a few pics walking home :)

Weekly update 365 a photo a day

Hello sweethearts

It's been a very long time since i didn't update the 365 projects, so here I am, sharing a few pics, not all because well that would be madness. This weekend i worked in a little project for the bedroom, which i would share tomorrow with you :)

Mean Kitty

Hello my loves
Did you miss me? I know it's been a while since regular post and showing up here from time to time but believe me I've been writing like crazy the second part of Sacred Wizards and planing other project which have me super excited but i can't tell you about it right now.
Here's a little video, did you remember it? the mean kitty video made me laugh a lot because the kitty reminds me a lot to Manta, my feline girl, i love her :)