5 wonderful years!

 

 

Today, my youngest prinkie is turning 5. We have planned out a whole weekend of celebration and joy. Today, eating out at a restaurant of her choice, then ice cream, then movies.

(She just told me a moment ago: mommy, I have been waiting for this day ALL of these years!!)

Then tomorrow, her birthday party and all the afternoon playing with her new toys.

 

I still can’t believe how fast we went from here:

 

To here:

 

And in between, a whole lot of laughter, love, happiness, playing, hugs and kisses, songs and soooo much more!!!

 

 

Feliz cumpleaños Prinkie!!!!

Back to tahitian dance…

 

 

Or at least, on my way!

 

This is a commitment with myself to go back to something that I really love, and that I have been putting off with silly excuses and self-sabotage. But no more.

 

Polynesian dances, and more precisely tahitian dances makes me happy. I hear the drums and my hips start moving on their own. It connects me with my body like no other exercise can.

 

So I’m going back

 

This also marks the beggining of my weight loss journey. I’ll tell you guys all about my  struggle with my weight later on.

 

 

Not today though. Today, only happy tahitian thoughts

Finally home

**You can read part 1 HERE and part 2 HERE**


So a couple of months went by, then things kind of **magically** began to fell in place.

None of my sisters were going to use the house anymore, and my dad was going to sell the old house. At the same house, we were determined to get a new house, we went to see some, but it just wasn’t possible.
Sometime, something just clicked and before you know it, I was asking my dad if he could sell the house to us. It took some convincing to the hubs, and some more to my dad, but finally he agreed.



So we’re back!!!

We moved in Dec 1, 2011. I managed and supervised the whole moving myself, because the hubs was very very busy and if I waited for him I don’t know where we could have done it, and I was in a hurry. So I practically moved us in a weekend. The whole house, furniture and 3 girls, 2 dogs and the million cats (they’re 8 –you read that right- 8 cats. that’s another story)
We have been here one whole month now, and it has been magnificent. Of course, we are not completely settled in, the living room was without seats because we had them carpeted and they delivered almost until Christmas week. I didn’t put my tree and decorations up until that day (normally I like to put them Nov 20th). I still don’t have a table, and we just got the seats.

But it’s home, you know?

It’s one of the best feelings of the world, and I’m still getting used to the idea that yes, I live here. Like new, but familiar and cozy. Like different, but the same. I love it!

The new old house, part 2

 

**You can read part 1 HERE**

 

Fortunately, my dad gave us a hand and bought this house from us, to use it for my sisters who would be coming to this town to go to school, so I didn’t loose it completely. It wasn’t mine anymore, but it was my dad’s so that was the next best thing. Now that I think about it, I think that was also hard, because I wouldn’t totally let go. Not really.

Anyways, we (my girls and I, I was already separated from my husband at the time) stayed a while at the house with 2 of my sisters. It was a lot of fun, and I got to live with them which I never had, so that was very nice. But in a little while began to feel crowded: my girls and I were together in a (big) bedroom, so I started looking for a place to rent.

So I found a little house and moved my girls and my dogs Matilda & Casilda. I had another labrador at the time, Matilda’s daughter Casilda. A little while later, we bought another little house, that was perfect in a way. It was near to my mom, and it was a relief to finally return to live in our own house. Around that time my husband and I were able to rebuild our relationship.

So we were settled in, and we were fine, but the plan was always to buy a bigger house. We barely fit in there. Later my third baby girl was born, and as they all continue to grow up, the house began to feel somehow inadecuate. I started dreaming with another house, a bigger one where we could entertain and our girls’ friends could come over, that just wasn’t posible on that house, it was too little. So we made a plan.

We bought a land that seemed perfect, hired an architect, and she designed the perfect house to our needs. Not huge, but just big enough. It was perfect, to have a house designed to meet the exact needs and wants of every person in the family, and even the pets.

But once again, we had to change plans. Sell the land for the bussiness and invest the money. It wasn’t the bad horrible situation as had been before, but it was our dreams of a home.

Tomorrow, part 3 (and last!)

The new old house

 

So I had this dream from a long, long time ago. The dream of living in a home, not just a house. Because, sure, we had a roof over our heads which is more than enough, but it just didn’t feel like home.

This story begins about 11 years ago.

We were a young couple with a little girl looking for a house. We found one, that for some reason spoke to me. It certainly wasn’t because it was pretty, which it WASN’T. It was close to my baby girl’s school, and close enough to my school. So we bought it. And we made major remodelation work, hired an architect and all. So finally by the end of the year 2000 it was ready.

I remember the emotion we felt when, coming home from a vacation, we went to see how was the construction going, because it was already delayed. I don´t know why, but I distinctly remember that it was late in the night, like 12am or something, when we got to see it like it was going to be. Sure we saw it before as the construction workers were remodeling it, but it wasn’t the same as to see it with the walls painted and all.

We were in AWE. We didn’t get to pick the colors of the interior walls because of the vacations, so we had to leave it to the architect. It was perfect!!!

I truly, really believed we were going to live in that house forever, that my girls would grow up there and all that. My second child was born in that house (not in the actual house), there’s where we adopted our labrador and I loved it. We had parties, celebrations and barbecues every chance we got.

But we had to sell it. Bussiness got tough, and we practically had no other option than to sell. Besides, at that time things weren’t so great with us as a couple, and we split up. So I had to  leave my house and my husband almost at the same time. It was one of the most difficult times of my live, if not the hardest.

Now, this is not a pity party, it ends happy I promise!!!

 

Tomorrow, part 2 (this is getting crazy long)

A year in review

 

Although I try not to get to too crafty on this space, the truth is, if I´m going to make a review post, it has to be crafty and amigurumi related, due mostly to my blogging behavior (or lack thereof) this last year. This occurred to me last night that I was enjoying the various blogs I love to read and they had they reviews. So without further ado, let’s begin, because it’s a long post and I have to go make meals for my family.

In January, I was mostly doing amigurumi and stuff for my kids and my close family, even though I already had the idea of selling my stuff I didn’t make it official just yet, although I did make my Facebook fan page, mostly not to fill up my personal page with 100 pics of amigurumi.

I was also working on my Nick Jonas, even though I finished it in February:

 

By the way, this Nick Jonas got featured on KnitHacker and that made me sooo happy.

I also made some brooches for my daughter’s friends. I always have this idea on my mind that for every special ocasion and holiday I’ll make fun little gifts like this and I **almost** never do them, so this time I got determined and did it! (that reminds me, I’m already thinking what to do for this year Valentine’s)

 

After, in March, I set a whole new record and did an ami in just 3 short hours! That felt like I was an amigurumi goddess or something!

 

I also made some IPad cozies (just mine showing)

 

 

I also started the Rapunzel doll, an amigurumi I personally thought it was lovely!

 

 

Then in May I made another set of princessess:

And in June, I got a little flower obsession!!

 

Then came Harry Potter traveling through Europe (which reminds me, I haven’t even finished with the Hermione nor have I made Ron his own scarf; if you are wondering about the free pattern I was gonna release, it’s coming, it’s just that I haven’t tested it yet! I’ll take care of that soon(ish))

In fact, I finished Harry on the plane just prior to landing in London!

Then when we got back I made Ron Weasley

 

 

In August I made a Chavo del 8 for my nephew; unfortunately he didn’t get to play with him, someone took it I guess because we could never find it after that weekend that I gave it to him, so now I’ll have to make him a whole set for him to play, just don’t tell him because he is one demanding costumer!

 

 

 

Days before, I had made a San Judas for my sister:

 

 

I was getting better at this time! No more taking a month for FINISHING an ami (note that I didn’t say actually giving them to their owner)

 

Then in September, I made a Jazz and a Ballet dancer for my daughter’s teachers, as gifts for the summer festival!

 

I also made a Virgin Mary that has been the most succesful ami EVER! I have gotten like a 1000 requests of a Virgin Mary, and I have yet many of them to finish. I even got a request of 80 of them for a single person but I couldn’t do them because of lack of time (and hands!)

 

The original one was for my mother in law, it was a gift from my sister in law

 

 

Then, in October, I started to make hats! Lots of fun hats!

 

 

 

Then in November I decided to formally open my virtual store, not that you guys could have noticed on this here blog, since I didn’t post it

 

And a few more custom orders:

 

 

December was our busiest month, by far! I got requests for over 600 items!! Obviously I couldn’t do them, and I’m still working on many of them, even though I was working most of december many late nights until 3 or 4 am, which has forced me to revisit my approach to my little bussiness. More to come on that.

 

 

A lot of the latest hats and amis I haven’t even made time to get them to the Store on Facebook or here on the blog (ta-daaaa! you didn’t even know I had it, right? Its in spanish but its mostly pics and the prices, so as always if you want something just leave a comment or email me at fucsialandia@gmail.com), much less blog about them which I don’t think I’ll be doing anymore, so I can focus on current posts to come. And blog a little more often than once a year, perhaps.

So there you have it!!!

I realize I’m coming out of the blue and I am preparing a post telling you guys about us moving to our new home this past December! It’s gonna be exciting!

A wonderful weekend

 

Yesterday was my dad´s birthday, and we celebrated with a wonderful little party. He lives about an hour away from my town, and even though it´s not that far, I don´t see him as much as I would like, and every time I say to myself that I will change that, but I somehow fail.

But anyways, we had a wonderful party. There was karaoke, tacos, and some other great things:

 

1.

I LOVED spending time with my sisters. I have 3 sisters from my dad´s side, and we don´t get together much. But when we do, we have a lot of fun!! And yes, we all look very much alike.

 

2.

I also loved seeing my brother-in-law and my sisters´ boyfriends in some very wonderful arguments about nothing much. Who has done the most scuba-diving and the like. It was hilarious.

 

3.

Of course, seeing my dad and celebrating another year of his life, appreciating that he is in my life and that he is my father, remembering what a lucky girl I am to be his daughter. And honored, too.

 

4.

We stayed until 5.30am singing. At the end, it was only 2 of my sisters (the other one is seven months pregnant, and as my brother-in-law constantly reminded us, had not been for that fact she would have been there too), my brother-in-law, my sister´s boyfriend, my aunt, my uncle and my cousin and her husband, from nearly 90 people that went to the party.

 

5.

The police showed up. I guess the neighbors were jealous of my armonic voice.

 

6.

I woke up at 11. Or was waken up by my hubby. I´m somewhat resentful for that. I´m not a good sleeper

 

7.

We then had a delicious breakfast and just hung out for the rest of the day