Showing posts with label tinydynamine. Show all posts
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Friday, July 25, 2014

Curiouser and curiouser.....

It's been busy around here! Etsy, life, and coming up with new and awesome things to add to the TinyDynamine catalogue. Add the fact that Bug is home for Summer Break, and things have been quietly hectic.

I am going to start offering Cake Carriers & various other home goods. I am starting with the Curious Cake Carrier! Here are pictures of the work in progress:





And with the decals applied to the carrier:




Now I just need to add the ribbons, and it's ready for a Tea Party! Or a potluck, whichever comes first. 





Friday, May 23, 2014

You, Me, and Dancing.

We made it to the end of 4th grade! Such a huge relief!! Bug made A/B Honour Roll two semesters in a row, and got the highest average in Social Studies. Woot. He got suspended several times, his behaviour has gone from bad to good, to terrible to excellent, and WE MADE IT THROUGH. I can now exhale.

Until next Fall, when we get back on the rollercoaster.

We made teacher gifts last night, to show our extreme appreciation of what these folks have done for Bug. They seemed to really like them, when we gave them this morning.



I've been crazy busy, making and selling loads of things.









I even made one for my car!



While I am definitely not looking forward to the hot and humid of the coming Summer, I am looking forward to doing awesome stuff with the Bug. Teaching him to swim properly, $1 movie club, book reports--it's going to be good.

Monday, December 9, 2013

Compendium.

There's been so much going on! I'm a terrible blogger, at the best of times, true....but add a ton of projects, customs, crazy personal travails, and the first show I've been to since Nick Cave in 2008.

September-early November was awful. The Bug, now 9, has been having the worst issues of his entire academic life. Acting out, having a hard time adapting to 4th grade--math has jumped to the big leagues of long division, and just being miserable for the most part. His behaviour progressed to the point where he was sent to an "alternative to suspension" school environment for a few days. While there, he was fine the first day, but was out of hand the second. Out of hand for this school is generally violent or drug-related--it's a tough damn school. The Bug? He simply would not sit down, in his chair. That's it. No hands put on teachers, no threats, just....wouldn't sit down. The school has a zero tolerance policy, and they have to call upon resource officers. Resource officers are simply Bowling Green PD, but they come for whatever the school calls 'em in for. Well, the teacher calls them, stating that Bug has a pencil, and won't put it down. The dispatcher heard "pistol". The police arrived, guns drawn. Possibly one of the more terrifying moments of my life as a parent. Up to that point anyway....He would not cooperate, talk to, or look at the officers, and they cuffed him. My baby, my 9 year old....in handcuffs. Second terrifying moment of the day. After several minutes of him spinning in circles, and scooting around on the floor--still handcuffed, mind you--the police tell me that they are going to take him to a crisis unit for children. Third terrifying moment.

My boy, who has never been away for a night without one of us, spent 7 days at this crisis unit. During this time, we received details on the mountain of paperwork I'd been filling out for the school district psychologist. Summary--he is? He has? He is on the Autism Spectrum. Or has an Autism Spectrum Disorder--leaning towards Asperger's. All of this could have been avoided had the alternative school known, maybe? I still don't know. Now we have a court date looming, and I am very scared of what can happen.

He is now attending a new school, wherein he has been mostly mainstreamed, but does check into a special class twice a day, to see how behaviour is going. He has a time during the day wherein he has to learn "social skills". He has an IEP.

All of these things are so new to me, and I'm overwhelmed. I am just trying to focus on the kiddo, and not the DX. I am reading all I can on the subject, and I am trying to not let Bug see how much I am freaking out. I'm trying not to treat him like anything has changed. I am trying to be a better parent for him.

November 22nd was good. We went to Nashville, and saw Johnny Marr play. For the first show I've been to in years? It was a GREAT one. He played several Smiths songs, and most of the new album. Fabulous. I even drove all the way there, and back--in the dark! Personal victory!!

I've been so busy....reading about ASD/Asperger's, making things, doing a LOT of custom work, and getting the house in shape. I am trying very hard to be positive about life, in general. It's uphill, both ways, in the snow.

Monday, February 18, 2013

torn fishnets and all.



...having the day off,  I ought to have been sewing up a storm. Instead? I made a Spotify playlist, showcasing all my high school DR favourites. Seriously, my priorities can be a bit mad, you know?

I did get quite a bit of laundry done, in a very adult-like manner, so there's that. I also started reorganising the sewing area, for ease of use. As it is now, I have to sort of wedge myself into a pretzel-backed way, to get even near my machine. I spent a few hours yesterday moving things around the kitchen, and that made both the kitchen table more accessible, and the cutting table (finally and more easily) usable.
Vincent remains unimpressed with my changes.

I also changed the name on my etsy shop, to consolidate things a bit, business-wise. I've had the etsy since 2005, and it has always been zenkitten. Which, besides personal stuff, meant nothing about what I made or did. While Tiny Dynamine might seem like nothing, I think it's sweet, and it feels right? It's certainly better than the other name I came up with last year, which was hella clunky. Why, oh why, was Idle Hands already taken by everything! Ha. Now, once I get over designs being ahem....appropriated by other folks, I'll be on track for a good year.

And really, by good year, I mean, I feel good about things, and slightly hopeful for the future, and not necessarily like I mean I will a bazillionaire or anything.