Where's the Beach?

Not only do I make the metal-stamped jewelry now, I also make arm-knit scarves. Yeah, it was another one of those, "Hey, I totally can do that" moments. I have a lot of those apparently. Some I follow through with better than others. I think I get this trait from my parents. A double whammy dose of "I can do it!" So I jump in with both feet. All in man. All in. Until I burn out or get frustrated. Then I'm on to the next thing. I've done it with baking and selling dog treats to scrap booking for pleasure. I have all the craft bags, supplies and cookie cutters to prove it. Back to the scarves ... I got off track. Once I had the idea in my head that I was going to learn how to make these scarves, there was no holding me back. I rushed over to the craft store to stock up on yarn. I wanted all the colors, all the textures. I had coupons, too. So that meant I could buy even more right? Yep. After I made my first scarf, I quickly made another. Then I decided

I guess I can blame this little hobby on Pinterest - jewelry making. More specifically, metal-stamped jewelry. Wasting time, skimming through Pinterest or seeing people posting pics of metal-stamped bracelets or necklaces, I thought, "hey, surely I can do that." So I started pinning ideas, looking up how-to videos, ordering the tools. Boxes of tools, gadgets and goods started arriving on the daily. I know my husband was really excited. Yep, I was going to do this! I felt like the child set free in a toy store. I didn't even know where to begin exactly. But I had some ideas. Lots and lots of ideas. I'm an idea girl as you'll soon learn. I set out my tools of the trade, all neat and tidy on my kitchen table ready to begin. Luckily, my husband who sits back and watches stepped in with some ideas on ways I could practice the stamping without using the more expensive washers and bars I'd so eagerly purchased. Smart man. What I didn't take into considerati

We'll begin with the basics. I'm Heather. I started this blog in 2009 with the intent of sharing my love of exercise and healthy eating (and a little bit of personal stuff of course). I blogged, and blogged and blogged my heart out. Every.Single.Day. I forgot how to sit down to eat without a) typing it up in the blog and b) photographing it. We didn't have hot meals for quite some time I might add. I was doing it all wrong of course. But, at the time, I loved it. I loved sharing my ideas for healthy, tasty, vegetarian foods. Blogging also gave me an outlet to share my passion for exercise - lifting weights, HIIT workouts, running, even following along to DVDs at home. It was probably one of the boosts I needed to finally pursue my quiet goal of becoming a certified personal trainer. My blogging style began to shift. My focus was shifting. My desire was shifting. The less I blogged, the more time I had. The more I felt I could breathe. I wasn't comparing my food to