Windy Mayes Photo

Cloudy With a Chance of Jimmy John's

Why I like ordering Jimmy John's for delivery:

Etsy time!

I finally opened an Etsy shop. You can find me here ( windylou.etsy.com) or you can look over there on the left sidebar to see what I've got listed .

I always thought that when I opened an online shop it would be for my photography. Not so. Baby stuff. Yep, I'm selling handmade/hand-adorned baby items like this:

and this

and this

So if you know anyone that needs a baby gift, drop in and see what I've got going on. Coming soon: pacifier clips!

It's Always a Good Day for Graceland

I Went Walking Down By The River...

Care to take a guess where I am this weekend?

Summation

Isn't it great when other people can say how you feel without even trying?

"I'm 40, fat as fuck, with roots that need to be touched up and hair that looks dated. I'm wearing maternity pants (HI! baby was delivered almost three months ago) and three season, god, maybe four season old fucking boots. At least I moved out of maternity bras into my old bras for god-sakes.  I'm considered an old dispensable model. Less than because I don't happen to be in the "under 30" cool-kid sect. I don't work (I'm not going to even go into the working mother vs nonworking mother debate here because, sadly, women seem to be so unsupportive of each other with on this subject. About makeup? hell, yes, you'll get an AMEN about this trivial unity but if you choose to stay home? or work? everyone seems to bitter up on each other),I'm not cool, I don't talk about cool things and well, to be completely honest, I lost favor with cool people a long time ago. Part of me feels okay with this reality but part of me is very, very sad because at times, I feel like I'm 20 - wrapped in a beat up and rusted Pinto of a body or maybe a purple, hatch-backed Gremlin. Whatever. I'm still running even though I cough and quit at the most inopportune of times. I just need a new coat of paint, a polish and a new interior.  Complete this package with a new maintenance program and certifiable upgrades I might just become a new model that feels worthy to be driven again.  Maybe. "

And I want to cry my eyes out because I'm hormonal and her baby died yesterday while I was enjoying myself on so many levels.