Sunday, April 8, 2012

Fun Projects

It's been awhile! I wish I could say I've been so busy that I haven't found the time for anything, but that would be a lie :) As you can see from the new blog look (which is abnormally big can someone help me??), I have a new logo for all of my projects! eight13 comes from many things. Mainly it is my birthday, used to be my address, and I always see it on the clock just to name a few. I guess you could call it my lucky number. Here is it in action:
Tags for product
My cupcake boxes :)
 Big shout out to my husband for coming up with a rough draft and also to Jeremy for putting up with all of my stupid questions and giving me the images in all the PDF, PNG, JPEG, and whatever else there was!

I have been going a little cupcake crazy the last couple of weeks. I made some dirt pudding cupcakes while my father in law was in town a few weekends ago:
Happy Birthday Oreo
 These traveled back to Alabama. Not sure how many made it though (I told him he had to share). Then we celebrated my other father in laws birthday on April fools day. He loves key lime so I made the most yummy cupcake ever:

It tasted about 5 million time better than it looked
They had a delicious lime glaze and were topped with lime zest and candied lime peels (they tasted like lime gummy worms). It was a little tedious to candy them, but it was totally worth it! They would make a great snack for someone with a horrible sweet tooth (yours truly).

The icing was also to die for
A few days ago I made a little cupcake sampler for some family friends who asked if I would make cupcakes for their parents 50th wedding anniversary (what a wonderful thing to celebrate). They wanted strawberry, chocolate, and vanilla. Needless to say they were very pleased with all three!
Aren't they pretty?
 I am taking a break from cupcake making before my first big order. I will be making my lemon blueberry cupcakes for my wonderful friend Erica's bridal shower in a couple of weeks! If anyone would like to place an order let me know. You can email me at I ask that I have at least two weeks notice maybe more depending on how many are needed. Let me know and spread the word!

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Steve's Tree

Steve's Tree
I can live without a winter, but please don't take my spring! Seriously, what is up with this weather?! I hate being hot, and it has been in the mid 80's for the last week. Hmph! This crazy weather is also putting a damper on a project I've been working on. 

If I could keep a camera for longer than a year, this project would've been finished a long time ago. When my step-dad, Steve, passed away back in 2000, a group of friends got together to plant a tree in his memory. It has turned out to be a beautiful pear tree that I look forward to when I pull in the driveway every day. My goal is to get a picture of it every season in a calendar year. I've been trying to do this for at least 5 years. I'm determined to get them all this year!

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Wish Me Luck!

Since I know the suspense is killing you, I will go ahead and share my great news! Just like most other females between the ages of 18 and 40, I am addicted to Pinterest. I can't remember the first thing I actually started and finished, but the fact that I even finished was pretty impressive! I have a history of having fantastic ideas, buying all of my supplies, getting to work, and that's where it stops. I never ever finish. So when I set out to make everyone's Christmas presents, I was quite skeptical. I did it though! 
My mom, being the great mom that she is, was wearing one of her presents while shopping in Oxford a few weeks ago. A local boutique owner took notice and asked her where she got it. She said her daughter made it. She gave her a business card, I sent an email, we had a meeting, then BAM. You can now purchase my fabric pendants at Collected Works in Oxford, OH! The sisters who run it are so sweet and are just as excited as I am! Please go visit them. I just bought the prettiest mustard yellow scarf and gorgeous french locket there. They literally have everything. 

Look for these!
I'm also excited about meeting Hank Nickel tonight. I'm passing along two of my favorite books to him and giving his wonderful mommy some of these:
Root beer float cupcakes
The only thing that will make today better is if I can talk the husband in to going out to eat tonight:)

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

I do have memories

"In less than one hour, what was once a stately white barn with concrete walls was reduced to a smoldering ruin."

I went to breakfast with dad this morning (since he had finally given me more than 2 hours notice that he wanted to) at Chrome Grill. While we were sitting there an ambulance drove by. About a minute later there was a fire truck and some police cars. A gentleman next to us said "must be a bad wreck." I looked to dad and told him that I always get nervous when I hear sirens on this side of town (the side I live on). When we finished I decided to head home before going to work to make sure everything was ok. I came home to this:

So long Joe's House

This was an intentional fire that got out of control. Thankfully no animals or people were harmed. 18 years ago we weren't so lucky....

September 27th, 1994, I was a small fish in a big pond. Literally. I was a sixth grader swimming at the high school pool. Each elementary school took turns taking their sixth grade classes to swim at CHS. The most terrifying part of this was riding the bus home with high schoolers.Thankfully, my bus driver was the same bus driver I had had since the first day of kindergarten. That day, I walked through the courtyard to the bus. Before I stepped on, I glanced to the east and saw balls of black smoke in the sky. I didn't have a chance to think about it before Denver (my bus driver) told me it was coming from my farm. He didn't know the details, but promised to get me home as soon as possible.

They weren't letting any buses down Alquina Road so one of my teachers met me at Eastview (my elementary school) to take me home. By then I had learned that it was not a house but a barn that had caught fire. For some, this may have been good news. Not for this farm girl. Any barn on my farm was just as important as the roof that was over my head. Not only did they house my animals, but they had a very rich history. This was the barn I left that morning:

The barn on the hill
I came home to this that afternoon:

I always say that I have no memories of my childhood, but I could recap this moment beginning to end. From the smell of my chlorinated hair, to the sound the fire hoses made keeping the other barns from catching fire. One thing I will remember most is my Grandpa with his head in his hands. By this time he had lost his eyesight. My dad remembers Grandpa asking "Is it the big one?" After dad replied yes he asked "Is it gone?" to which he replied with another yes.

It was very hard for me to drive down Alquina Road this morning and see the flames coming from the farm. When I got home tonight there was still some parts of Joe's House that were crackling, but "...rain showers helped diminish the remaining embers" just like the paper reported 18 years ago for the barn on the hill. 

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Things I've learned this week....

At work: 1. Norman (older customer) does not want to marry his lady friend. She has had two husbands die from a heart attack, and he wants no part of that! 2. Kids cartoons say "poop" a lot. 3. Thomas Crapper did not invent the toilet. He did, however, have a lot of inventions related to the modern plumbing system. 4. There are actually people who think Nickelback is a great band. They also get very defensive when you tell them they are wrong.

Friday, February 17, 2012

Live Your Dash

Reason number two for my hatred of February: The night of my grandma's calling, I was chatting with some friends when my husband came up to me with a strange look on his face. He pulled me aside and said he had some news that he didn't quite know how to share. When he told me my friend Matt had passed away I remember shaking my head no. Really? I had just spoke with him briefly on the phone a week or so ago. The next day was my Grandma's funeral and shortly after that was Matt's. I think that was the most emotionally draining week of my life.

There was a poem read at his funeral that I look at often. Even though his time with us was short, I can say that he spent part of that dash being an amazing friend. 

I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of his friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
from the the end.

He noted that first came the date of her birth
and spoke of the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all
was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time
that she spent alive on earth…
and now only those who loved her
know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own;
the cars…the house…the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard…
are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left.
That can still be rearranged

If we could just slow down enough
to consider what’s true and real,
and always try to understand
the way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger,
and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives
like we’ve never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect,
and more often wear a smile…
remembering that this special dash
might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy’s being read
with your life’s actions to rehash...
would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spent your dash?

by Linda Ellis

We miss you Matthew Roy

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Now we look forward with confidence to our heavenly bodies, realizing that every moment we spend in these earthly bodies is time spent away from our eternal home in heaven with Jesus. We know these things are true by believing, not by seeing. And we are not afraid, but are quite content to die, for then we will be at home with the Lord.

2 Corinthians 5:6-8
The Living Bible

I am happy to be a Christian. I am happy to have a savior that gave the ultimate sacrifice for my sins. I believe in heaven and hell, and I pray every night that I will go to heaven so I can see all of those who are not here anymore.

Having said that, I'm not always comforted by the last statement. Sometimes I would just rather have that person here. Maybe I'm selfish. I don't know. Today marks the 3 year anniversary of my Grandma's passing (one of the reasons this month blows). The bible verse above was on the page where her bookmark was in her bible. So I guess I can take a little comfort in knowing she was ready.

That doesn't change the fact that I couldn't call her when Quinton proposed to me, I will never have a picture of the two of us together on my wedding day, and she will not get to hold my babies. I do still love when people introduce me as "Marilyn Hanson's granddaughter". I personally think it is the greatest compliment anyone can give me.

One of the most beautiful women I know