Getting Rowdy..

Hey all you Rowdy girls and boys!

I've been getting emails asking if I still have any bags left, the answer is YES! I am about sold out of the Bowler style bags (not shown), but I still have a good supply of the Rowdy Rocker style bags, the Rowdy Scoop News bags, and the awesome, oh so cute, Rowdy Changing Pads!

The Scoop News Bag: $30.00 (retail around $65.00)

The Scoop News bag is big and floppy and so totally hot. Complete with snap out liner,and removable change purse, this bag is a must have. Perfect for day trips.. or whatever.. my niece even uses one as her school bag!

The Rowdy Convertible Rocker: $30.00 and under! (retail $109.99)

This bag is my favorite! My kids are way past the diaper bag stage so I use mine as an over sized purse. I love it, and I get compliments on the Rowdy Convertible Rocker everywhere I go.. Available in black/cream, green/cream, and copper/cream.

The Rowdy Changing pad: Ignore the price, mine are only $15.00!!



The Rowdy Changing Pad is perfect when your little rowdy one starts to get past the diaper bag stage.. but is still not free of the "diaper" stage. Keep a Rowdy changing pad in your car and your always ready for the unexpected. The changing pad is roomy enough to easily store an extra set of clothes along with diapers and wipes.



Come on...


I do also have a small supply of baby blankets, and one of a kind Rowdy demo product samples.. let me know if you're interested! Camillemcc@gmail.com

All sales are completed via email. (camillemcc@gmail.com) I accept the following payment options: paypal, money order or personal check (unless you're local, then cash is an option too!)

Camillemcc@gmail.com

This is pretty much the last of the inventory... once they are gone they're gone. Don't miss out! camillemcc@gmail.com

Sneak Peak....2009 Christmas Album Kits

Wanna peak...

My 2009 Christmas album kits..

"Oh Little Town of Bethlehem"


This year, due to time constrains, and my desire to keep my sanity, I am only making three album kits as opposed to my usual five.

I've got the first album cut, and the first couple pages partially done.

I have not named the album yet.. but I think you'll get the point.

I am so excited about this album.. I'm trying something new.. and it's working out really well.. I am so excited to finish and show you what it is I'm talking about.

My goal is to finish the album today, and get it posted for pre-sales here on my blog, by Tuesday morning.

That's a tall order.. but realistic.

I'd love to know what you think so far.

9/26/2009
UPDATE::

There is no way I'm going to have this album posted before the weekend.

I started a new full time job today, and until I adjust to the schedule change.. not a lot of anything is going to get done.

However, if you are into nativity albums, or creche albums.. it will be worth the wait... The album is looking SOOOOOO good! :)

xoxox

Cam

Bravery

I have this amazing "sister." Her name's Kat. And she is amazing, AMAZING.

One of Kat's greatest strengths is that she knows how to love, and show her love, and be supportive, and be a great friend, and a confidant...

And it does not matter if she agrees with you, or likes your decision, and would have made the same decision herself.. she just knows how to make a person feel loved.. and important... and special... and mentally sound.. like no matter how crazy I feel like I'm getting, she helps me to feel grounded, and she helps me to know that God still loves me and that I'm going to be okay.

And she does it better than anyone I have ever met.

She has great faith.

((and she is so beautiful and so much fun!!))



Anyway, I found these pants at Kat's house.. They are Kat's pants.


Cute, army green, cargo, brave girl pants.

And so I had to borrow them.

Because they remind me of Kat's self confidence...

And they remind me to be brave.

And besides, I need cargo pants to carry my baggage.

I'm trying to unload a bit of my baggage... but I don't even know about all of it yet. I'm discovering it a bit of a time.

For example.

If I respect someone.. or if a person in authority gives me their opinion about something. I automatically agree with them.. regardless of how I really feel.. because I want their approval.

For example:

I am a republican. I have always been a republican... I have always voted 100% republican.

I have no idea what republicans really stand for or believe.

I have no idea who 90% of the people I have voted for even were, or what they stood for.

Or why Republicans think Democrats are evil Satan worshipers...

Or why Democrats think Republicans are evil Satan worshipers...

AND, I really like the idea of socialized health care. I know it will have faults, but I don't think they could be possibly worse than the health care situation in America right now.. I mean which is worse, possibly a lower standard of care, or sitting up nights with a severely sick child with a horrible case of bronchitis... stressed to the max because your husband is out of work and you have no health insurance, and you know getting the care your child needs is going to put you hundreds of dollars in debt that you can't pay back..

Yeah, I did that... like so many other people... I've been there.

This post is not about socialized health care.. or politics...

It's about me figuring out what I want to believe.. not what I'm told to believe, or expected to believe.

(these are my brave girl cargo pants... I think I'm going to wear cargo pants every day for a while..)

It's about self esteem too.

I SOOOOO wish there was a self esteem store.. well there sort of is.. it's at the mall, but unfortunately self esteem that you have to buy doesn't usually last past the 3rd wash cycle.

In high school my self esteem was built on what other people said about me. For me, that meant I liked boys a lot... because boys made me feel really good about myself. Everyone needs to be built up, and I only seemed to get that from boys. And so I spent all my time thinking about boys, and wanting boys to like me, and thinking of ways to make boys like me more. And the more I did to make boys like me more, the less self esteem I had. And so the more I felt like I needed boys to like me.. It was a really effective downward spiral.

Healthy... I know.

Then I got married. And my husband did his best to compliment me when I looked nice, but it wasn't enough. It wasn't his fault, and I do not blaim him. It was my baggage. I was use to more attention.

I went for a long time not feeling very good about myself, till I found art again.

Then my self esteem became tied entirely to my art. If I make a piece and don't get compliments, or I should say, don't get a LOT of compliments on it, I feel very, very down. I know that sounds very self centered, and very prideful, and very "Oh look at me.. and look at what I can do!" And it totally is. See, I have baggage. BIG big baggage.

And now that I've lost weight and feel relatively good about my body image ALL of my self esteem is built into compliments on my figure and compliments on my art. If I lost those two things I would feel completely 100% worthless.

I realize all of this makes me look like a completely self centered B!%@).

Maybe I am.

But, I don't want to be like this.

I want to change. I've wanted to for a very, very long time.. But I didn't know how. I still don't really.. I just recognize that change needs to happen.

I want to know that if something happened to me and I lost those things that I could still love myself.

I'm working on how to get there.

Introducing Aletha:


Ah Aletha!

She is the only project I managed to finish at Brave Girls Camp.



Alethea means "truth."

She carries messages of truth in her beak.

Today I am clipping a new message in her beak.

The message says,

"Your soul deserve your attention, sweet friend."


And so it begins.

Can you be BRAVE?

What does it mean to be BRAVE?

Brave \Brave\, v. t. [imp. & p. p. Braved; p. pr. & vb. n. Braving.]

1. To encounter with courage and fortitude; to set at defiance; to defy; to dare. [1913 Webster]

These I can brave, but those I can not bear. --Dryden. [1913 Webster]

2. To adorn; to make fine or showy. [Obs.]

[1913 Webster]

Thou [a tailor whom Grunio was browbeating] hast braved meny men; brave not me; I'll neither be faced or braved. --Shak. [1913 Webster]


What is a Brave girl?
A brave girl faces her life problems head on. Without wavering.

Oh, she feels fear..
and anger...
and sorrow...
and loneliness...
and even despair at times.


And disappointment... can't forget disappointment.

And change... Change that she did not want, but needed, and was prepared for..

if she knew it or not.


A brave girls has been bruised... emotionally... sometimes physically... usually mentally.


A brave girl has inner fears... and denial... and hangups..

And a brave girl is SO STRONG. She has inner strength inside screaming to take charge.
Brave girls have dreams... BIG dreams... dreams to change their lives... and the lives of those around them.. and then maybe.. the world.


And she dreams her dream, and dreams her dream,and then dreams her dream again...


until she gets it right.



And, man alive... she gets it right. She really listens and gets it right..
Brave girls do not hold back.

Brave girls have baggage. Lots and lots of baggage...


Brave girls can STRUT when they need to.


And lift each other up... and bear one another's burdens.

No matter how heavy.


Brave girls know... it's all good.. ALL of it. All the trials, and meanies, and heartache, and pain... it's ALL good.

Brave girls KNOW first hand what it takes to makes us brave.

Brave girls are not afraid.


Well, okay... some brave girls are afraid of itty bitty snakes... but only the real snakes... not the metaphors.

Brave girls do not slow down.

Brave girls take time for themselves... no matter how much they cannot afford it.


Brave girls share their love and their strength with those around them.


Brave girls assess what they have been given, and they make their lives amazing.
Brave girls do not give up, or cop out...

Even though they might want too..

Even though the temptation is SO strong..

Brave girls persevere.

Brave girls know life will be great! Really GREAT...


Maybe not today...
but if they continue to be brave.

And brave girls smile.


And put on a brave face...


and laugh.


Laugh till they cry, and then laugh some more.

((Even after crafting more in three days than they have in the entire rest of their life.))


Brave girls know after the rain the world is clean, and refreshed... and that the world has to have rain..

And rain often...


But the sunshine will ALWAYS be back.


Brave girls never indulge.

They have extreme self control...


Well, okay, sometimes brave girls indulge a little...

Well, over indulge a little...


But brave girls share their caramel.


Sometimes.


Once a brave girl... always a brave girl.





A brave girl has the strength and self confidence to look you square in the eye.




Brave girls are life long friends.

The kind of friend who is with you for the long haul.


And really wants to share your burdens.



Till we meet again... my brave girls.






I have been asleep all my life.

Drifting... not really knowing what I want or need... carrying around baggage that wasn't even my baggage, and along with the baggage, the worlds smallest violin case... ((hmmm, I wonder what could be in there?))

I admit.. I am not fully awake.. but I am stirring....