I Love May Free Shipping Sale!!!

Because May is the month of my son's and my birthday I'm celebrating by offering free shipping on all items in my shop for the entire month! Refunds will be given via paypal to avoid having to re-do all my listings. If that is a problem, just convo me in advance and I'll change the listing for you before you make the purchase!

I hope you take advantage of this terrific offer! May is just around the corner so pick out your favorites now so you remember. I'll be reminding everyone via facebook and twitter.

Nope, not even dead yet!!!

*Sigh*

Yes, yes- I haven't blogged in a while, no wonder I have almost no followers but the ones I do I am so grateful for so thanks for keeping me :)

So what happened? Well once again I was in the hospital and hopefully it will be the last time, or at least the last for many many years. There is less in my body and more of me in the city landfill but it hasn't squelched my creativity. I have been striving to get more goodies in the shop as fast as I can but I can't Deny that it has been still difficult some days with all these tubes and devices still attached to me. My wound vac should be gone in about another week, and my catheter that is tapped to some fluid in my back, lovingly known as my "butt pipe" by my husband will be out next Tuesday. Thank god, it really sucks sitting on a IV port.

Well, for those still with me, thanks once again and I will be sure to have more excitement soon. Lots of love to all you in the inter tube,
Anners

Not yet...but on their way!

Struggling with lighting issues in my home, I have some items that aren't up for sale yet just because there aren't any good pictures of them yet. Here are some that aren't up yet but coming soon!

My interview is on Etsy Chatters Blog

Hey guys, my interview in on the Etsy Chatters Blog so be a pal and check it out. While your there you can add a comment simply saying what your favorite item in my shop is right now and you will be entered to win an awesome "Boho Blowout" gift package from me worth $50.

http://etsychatters.blogspot.com

thanks guys!

Amazingly good ideas by OlliesBoutique

I had the pleasure of tring a fantasic new item available from this Etsy shop:

http://olliesboutique.etsy.com/

and I can't help but rave about it!

Almost everyone seems to have a swiffer mop right? I know when they came out I was one of the first to jump on the wagon but quickly tossed it aside with my other cleaning apparatices that "seem" convienent but really they are not. My biggest complaint was how you had to keep buying those cloths for the swiffer mop. Yeah yeah, I know they are out to make money too but it just seemed so very wasteful!

Well Ollies Boutique has solved the problem! Check out these most awesome washable, reusable, and very cute swiffer cloths! They are such a great idea, I can't come up with any reason why you wouldn't want to buy one of these if you have a swiffer.

They fit the dry mop and wetjet. When it's dirty, toss in the wash! Save money, save the landfill of more garbage. She will even make a custom color for you, how very cool is that!

Do Tell!

Amidst of all that is crazy in my life as far as the progression of my RA and Lupus I still am plugging away on etsy in hopes that my scarves really start to pick up soon.
My views are lacking, not sure why. I thought maybe it was the pictures, perhaps on some it is. I reviewed the ones that have sold and it seems that the skinnier..accessory types do better online. So I'm asking you to tell me...
Can you guys go to my site, and tell me which of the scarves you'd be more inclined to buy. I'd also like to know if you think that the prices are scaring people??? I was not a believer in the whole, "if it's too cheap people won't buy it" idea but perhaps I just need a rude awakening. Does it seem like I'm selling junk? I certainly am not but I really want to know if I'm being perceived that way.

I look forward to your responses! Thanks friends!
http://bohemeanne.etsy.com

Pain

Pain is a strange experience and is one of the feelings that you can’t always relate perfectly to other humans with. We all have different levels of tolerance, and different breaking points. I have learned to endure a lot of my pain to the point that I am convinced that no matter what kind of pain I am in I will survive although there have been a few times where I think I teetered on the brink of insanity.
When I’m in intense pain I try many different things. Movement seems to help a lot; because sitting in one place tends to make it intensify similar to if you had yourself fixed over the top of a red hot poker. I’d imagine most people wouldn’t want to find themselves resting on top of their pain, because there is really no rest to be had. That is when I pace. I pace like many ancient groups, tribes, and religious figures not so much in a pattern but with the same idea of focusing on the problem and using the movement to expel some of the bad energy. It becomes a trance. Without me even realizing sometimes the pain will disappear and I will sit and grab my books, or knitting, or in last night’s case…my canvas.
It had been a long time since I had created new art. Donnovan really has me too distracted most of the time to be able to focus on “art”. With the chance of sounding flaky, it truly is an action that requires “all of me” to be there.
Pain, means I’m not entirely in my moment either. I kept focusing on different thoughts, and the true existence and possibility of empting my brain of all of the static. It can be done; it had been done in the past. I’m so out of practice with my meditations-it would be presumptuous for me to think that suddenly I was going to go “there” last night.
Battling the effort, I began with my book. A book that I have read but is the kind that you tend to read over again and again, like a bible. Each word read was repeated in my head for at least 2 minutes each. In between comprehending the sentences, I told myself, “The pain is not there, the pain is not there”. Convincing myself wasn’t working. I began with crying fits.
Calming after a few outbursts, I grabbed my canvas board. What does this pain look like? If it is there- and I truly believe it’s a force that is very difficult to ignore so obviously it is-then it must have an appearance. It’s frightful, but not a face you haven’t seen before. There are people who know this face, and those who thought they did but haven’t (quite luckily) had to stare the beast in the eyes. You must hold your nerve. Do not let down your guard. Tears may stream your face but your strength of will is deeper than the body’s physical reaction.
I drew, and stopped, drew and stopped. Sometimes feeling quite confused by what was being created. I knew where I was again but it was like finding an extra hallway in a house you are very familiar with.
At 12:30 am I finished. Utterly exhausted, but slightly relieved of the pain I stared down at the canvas and wasn’t sure what just happened. Where ever I went last night I do not want to return to but I felt obligated to show the true meaning of my pain.