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What’s Jack up to? Finally winding down after a long, hard day. He’s curled up on his little bed, but I know that he’s faking it and once we’ve all gone to sleep he’ll sneak back up on the couch. Oh, Jack.
Tag. I’m it!
What’s Jack up to? Today he’s still full of energy after his morning walk so now he’s running laps around the house. Don’t hurt yourself, Jack.
I can’t believe it happened to me. Thanks Mel for initiating me into the blog tagging world. Since this is my first, I’ll go with it and break my no tagging rule.So here are 7 random facts about Kwana:
1.My favorite diner dish is grilled cheese on white bread with bacon. Don’t think about putting a tomato on it!
2.I adore Prince.3.ADORE is my favorite Prince song. (bonus: I can do the dance from the When Doves Cry video)
4.I’ve been married for almost 18 years. Wow.
5.I wear a size 11 shoe.
6.I’m an academy award winning actress and director- in my own mind.
7.I’m also the winner of America’s Next Top Model- in my own mind. Fierce!
I’m now tagging Megan, Elizabeth, Patricia, Maureen, Nova , Brown Girl and Ondo Lady so we can make a friend across the pond!
Here we have a mix of artists, writers, knitters and fashionistas. Old and new friends.
Schmooze get to know each other. Please don’t beat me up ladies!
Best,
KwanaHappy Birthday Little Twin ‘A’ and Little Twin ‘B’
What’s Jack up to? Today’s he’s constantly stealing my slippers and taking them under the coffee table. What up with that, Jack? Get your own darn slippers.
“So, how many children do you want to have?”That was the question posed to me while I was flat on my back, a little over fourteen years ago, having my first sonogram. It’s the question that would change my life and the DH’s life forever. After the initial shock of being told we were having not one, but two babies we were sent home with two grainy, unrecognizable sonogram photos. One labeled Twin ‘A’ the other labeled Twin ‘B’. We showed them off as if they were painted by DaVinci.On January 15th, 1994 we welcomed our baby boy and baby girl into the world.
Happy 14th Birthday DD and DS!
We can’t believe that fourteen years have gone by so fast. To the world, you are both so different now from the photos shown here. But we don’t have to look too closely to see that your hearts are just the same.
We love you both more than any words on a page can say.Make this a wonderful year!Love,Mom and DadScandalous
What’s Jack up to? Today he’s bummed that New York didn’t get big snow storm that was promised last night. So instead of scheduled frolicking, he’s enjoying sitting on his newest perch on the back of the couch. Too bad it’s not a dog bed, Jack! Come on and get down you’re squashing my pillows.
Want a fun read? Then pick up the February, Marie Claire and check out P-I-C, Megan Frampton’s essay I Was The Boss Of Him which is part of the: How to Survive An Office affair cover feature. Scandalous!
Go Megan!Best,
KwanaHappy Birthday Maddy!
What’s Jack up to? Today’s he’s pushing his luck by climbing up on the kitchen table to see what crumbs he can snatch up. Off the table, Jack!
Happy 2nd birthday to my niece, Madison!Auntie loves you.Let’s go and have a great party!Free mind
What’s Jack up to? Today’s he’s sneezing of all things. I wonder if it has anything to do with all the dust bunnies under my furniture. Are you trying to give me a sign, Jack? Sorry, it won’t work!
So, my most recent YA manuscript is out of my hands and off to my super fab agent. While I await her thoughts I’m in the strange position of having nothing pressing to write.I have a free mind. A free mind that can wander and think about any story it wants and not feel guilty for it. Of course, the mind is never really free. It’s thinking about what to work on next, how to work on it, when to work on it, oh and what’s the world going to think of the work that’s out there that’s already been worked on.
Not to mention, being a wife and mother on top of writer, the to-do list that’s a mile long.
A free mind? What’s that?Maybe it’s time to try mediation. Ommmmmmmm.
Best,
KwanaHigh School Mania
What’s Jack up to? Why he’s just chillin’ right now after giving the house a 4:30 a.m. bark-fest. We get it, Jack. You’re a ferocious guard dog. Ohhh we’re sooo scared. Now be quiet.
I loved the prom dress challenge last night. But from the looks on the contestant’s faces when the models came out, it seems I was the only one.
Victorya looked so pissed at having to do this challenge, the anguish was all over her face. Then she had the nerve to get dissed by her high-school model, who told her she picked her because she got the last choice. Ha! But, I have to say Victorya redeemed herself from last week’s mess. Really cute dress. Totally prom.
Christian, as usual was like a little bolt of lightning. Then he got Miss Maddy who was super opinionated and studying design herself. She took the pencil right out of his hand! Perfect. Maddy sent Christian to the floor, in a fetal position. Taken down by a seventeen year old. Fantastic. Power in a pleated skirt. Maybe he learned something this week.
Ricky, I’m now officially tired of the hat. And when are you gonna stop crying? It’s not that deep, dude. I thought his dress was sweet though, even with the awful workmanship on the bottom.
Sorry, Rami you were not the golden child tonight. The panel was right. His dress was too old for a prom dress. Cut the back-talk and do the challenge right. We already know you’ve got it, but never forget the client. She’s seventeen for goodness sake!
Kevin saying he’d put a chastity belt in the prom dress was priceless. Too bad his dress was sad. Old and sad. He was sweet though. He’ll be missed.I also loved all the prom pictures. They took me back to my own My Fair Lady Moment.
And as always, Love you Tim Gunn. The voice, The stance, The Tim Gunn-isims. Just everything. Make it work.
For more PR fun check out the cartoon sketch of Christian on the Project Rungay blog. Fierce!
Best,
KwanaFashion will find you
What’s Jack up to today? Frolicking in the the wet morning grass, then coming inside to jump on my couch. Oh, Jack.
So, the Wellie saga continues. There may be a compromise on the horizon, but I’m not ready to do that just yet. More to come later.
Now, because of the Wellie woes, a good friend of mine sent me over to Kohl’s. It was a bust in the way-too-obsessed-boot department, but I scored big in the sweater department!
I found the cutest black and grey marled sweater, with swingy sleeves and three big buttons. It’s something I wish I could knit. But for the bargain price I paid, it would get me just one ball of yarn, maybe 1/4 of a sleeve. It was meant to be.Here’s a little sketch of it. Don’t laugh, it’s been a while since I’ve picked up the pencil.
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On the writing front, I’m just about ready to send my newest project to my agent.
Nail biting will ensue.
It’s always tough putting yourself out there. Doing any type of art always takes a leap of faith and a certain amount of daring. You’re putting what you value out in the world to be judged, hopefully kindly.Go me!
Best,
KwanaWellie woes part deux
What’s Jack up to? Today’s he’s busy getting into my knitting bag and unraveling yarn. How many times do I have to tell you, you are not a cat, Jack!
So, being like a dog with a bone, I refuse to give up my size 11 shiny black Wellie search.
At 11:45 last night I thought I had finally hit pay dirt. At JC Penny of all places. There they were. Shiny, black, OK, the shaft could be taller, (laugh here if you like) but it was fine
. I was happy. Really and truly happy as the DH can attest to.I scroll down the sizes and see it. 11. Oh the joy! I jump off the bed and do a premature happy dance.
Then I select my size then hit the add to shopping cart button. Nothing.I hit again. Nothing.
Then I see it popped up in red: This item is no longer available.
UGH. The horror.
But watch out, all of you conspiring to keep my away from my dream boots. I will not give up. Onward to fashion nirvana!
Best,
KwanaWellie woes
What’s Jack up to? Today he’s enjoying the crazy January weather. It’s almost 60 degrees in New York. So, he’s pretty happy to have folks (me) take him for walks and not complain or rush him.So, I’m having Wellie woes. Truth be told, I’m always having shoe problems. Through no fault of my own, just genetics (thanks parents), I have huge size 11 feet. Sure people placate me with ,”but you’re tall”. I don’t care. That does me no good when I fall in love with a particular shoe and find it only goes up to size 10. UGH! And yes I’ve checked all the major online and retail sources. And they do have plenty of shoes in size 11, but of course they are not the cute shoes I want.All that said, right now I’m on a hunt for some slick shiny black Wellies. I fell in love with a pair at 9west only to be told no size 11. Not even on the web. I guess they didn’t make them.
I have found one pair by Evercreatures but they are only in the UK so they’ll be all over priced with the shipping. A sane woman would just give it up, but I’m afraid that won’t do and I’m not that sane. Any time I see some cute size 7 sashay by me in some funky Welles, I’ll have the incredible urge to trip her up.What’s a size challenged fashionista to do?Best,Kwana
