Feb
01
I apologize in advance for the lame post forthcoming. I don’t know what it is, but I feel like I need more time to recover from my weekend. A weekend where I did absolutely nothing.
Actually, not true. I cut fabric strips for boas. And I signed and boxed and enveloped copies of Blushing Bride. And worked on editing my “novel.” And watched “This Is It.” None of those things sound exhausting in and of themselves, and yet. I think the 3-hour nap on Sunday afternoon (interrupted no less than 43 times–and I am not exaggerating–by my children) was the most tiring of all.
About these boas. I’m making one right now that’s going to test my giving spirit, because I like it more than I should. I’ve decided to name my boas, and this one is called “MarlaTaviano.com.” If I can just find a way to tie Scrabble letters onto it.
My sister Bethany (of apron-making fame) donated a ton of beautiful fabric scraps to the Boa Project. My goal is to make these for no cost at all, so if any of you lovely seamstress/crafters out there have fabric scraps that you can’t use and don’t want to waste, I’d love to have them! (Gabe may beg to differ because they are ALL over our living room AND office floors right now. Cleaning that up ASAP, hon!) Let me know if you have some, and I’ll let you know where to send ‘em! Thanks!
Also, if you still want Blushing books, let me know kind of soon. For an envelope of 4 books, it’s $5. For a box of 17, it’s $15. You can go here and click to donate $5 or $15. If you live outside the U.S., give me a shout, and we’ll work something out. If you’d rather send a check, let me know, and I’ll get you my address.
AND WHY IS YOUR POST ENTITLED “CALLING ALL LEFTIES?!” YOU’RE DRIVING ME NUTS HERE!
Oh, sorry. You know how easily I get distracted.
I’m left-handed. And kind of happy about it. I know in some cultures, left-handedness is bad, even vulgar. And I know it can cause problems when you’re sitting to the right of a righty in a restaurant booth. And I know we live in a right-handed person’s world. But still.
Wrong or no, it makes me feel a little bit special.
And I really like meeting people who are left-handed. (I LOVE MEETING RIGHT-HANDED PEOPLE TOO!) I usually say something brilliant like, “You’re left-handed? I’m left-handed!” And then they look at me with a whoopty-do kind of polite semi-smile and go back to the credit card receipt they were signing.
So, since today is a tired sort of day, I’m going to give 90% of you the day off from commenting (unless you have fabric scraps or books to talk about).
If you’re left-handed, I’d love to know! And do you do everything left-handed, or are you selectively ambidextrous? I write and eat left-handed, but do everything else right-handed.
Have a great week, friends! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT’S FEBRUARY ALREADY?
Catching up on my blogs, so I’m a little late to the “lefty” party…
My hubby is a lefty so I get your love and appreciation for all things “lefty” b/c he reminds me quite often that he is in his “right mind”. HA!
I am just an old righty and so are both my children…I remember from teaching school though, that I always had a soft spot for lefties..they struggled a bit in first grade trying to figure their hands out!!
I, too, am a proud little lefty–artistic, creative, SUPER-sensitive, WAAYYY over-emotional, but happy with all that. However, i work my puppets with my right hand, leaving my left free to touch a face, tousle hair, whatever it takes to make my puppets look more real to my audiences when I’m “working.”
And, obviously, I ramble, too, much to the amusement, annoyance and even chagrin of my friends, depending upon their moods at the time. So, maybe that’s a lefty/creative trait, huh? Who knows…
I’m also quite the poet, and can rhyme almost anything, so talk to your friend Becki (‘nuther lefty) if you need advertising copy…
meanwhile, have fun with all your projects, and WEAR EARPLUGS when you nap…or send the fam AWAY for three hours!
HannaH
I am a righty, however my daughter is a lefty. She does everything with her left except when she plays sports
(basketball & softball) It amazes me to see her on the mound pitching with her right hand.
Wow lots of lefties on here. That is great!!!
My mom and I are left-handed, and we love it! I keep hoping that my daughter will be, but looks like no luck. Perhaps my younger son will be. I eat and write left-handed, but use scissors with my right. For softball, I hit right but catch left.
i love “blushing bride” and i would absolutely love to buy a box!!! i have been letting all of my friends borrow my copy and i am always afraid i’ll never see it again. i would love to know how to buy a box!!!
I’m right-handed. But I nurse on both sides. Does that count for anything?
Christine, I have a very hard time changing babies sideways. After a week with a changing table, I chucked it and changed every diaper after that on the bed or floor.
If I do have to change a baby on a changing table (nursery duty), I do it the right-handed way (head to my left, bottom to my right).
I’m slightly ambidextrous. My son is a lefty (he’s 16mo), but seems to be a confused lefty – eats and colors left-handed most of the time, but does other things with his right.
I’m left handed! And proud of it! I often forget that I’m special in this way so thanks for reminding me!
I do most things left handed but I play the guitar right handed.
I’m a righty but I’ll raise my left hand with a question for y’all. Every righty mom I know swears I change a baby’s diaper backwards. I put the baby’s head to my right and go from there. Every other righty mom I know says that is BACK-WARDS! But it just feels weird to me to have the baby’s head to my left. I wield the wipie and position the clean diaper with my left hand but hold up legs and fasten tapes with my right. So how do y’all do it? My (left) handful of lefty friends don’t have babies so they’re no help here. Is diaper changing the one and only thing I do lefty?
Hooray for the flipping baby, Brownie! Just prayed for Jenni this morning!
If anything were to happen to my right hand I would be absolutely handicapped because I can do nothing with my left hand. No one in my family is left-handed. Not even their spouses. Never thought of the fact before. Don’t know what will happen with the great grandchildren since they are still either under two or in the womb. By the way, the one in the womb flipped to a heads down position! Praise the Lord since delivery is not too far off.
Kelly, Jon Girl! That’s hilarious! How ARE you guys?!? I feel like we should hook up at a zoo sometime soon!
And that was NOT supposed to say “Kelly, Jon Girl!” Apparently someone is on my mind!
I’m impressed with the number of lefties that read your blog! I’m a lefty too! I do everything with my left hand except I bat and golf right handed.
I had the same situation as Leighton, my kindergarten teacher couldn’t teach a lefthander so she tried to train me to use my right hand. Now, my pencil grip is horrible!
Amber–there will be no lynch mobbing by a lefty colony on MY BLOG. There. I think I took care of it.
Love you!
I’m a lefty. The only thing I do righty is cut. I think that’s because there was a shortage of lefty scissors when I was little in school, so I had to adapt. But I do everything else lefty, and I’m proud of it too!
I feel like I may be lynch mobbed by the lefty colony that is congragating over here. I’m a righty. I can’t even dry my hair with my left hand….my hair dryer gets all wonkyfied and then my hair blows out weird. So I only use my right hand to hold my hair dryer. Which means that only one side of my hair gets styled just right. Pathetic I know.
And now your day is complete because you know all of that useless information about me!
You’re welcome.
My youngest daughter is left handed. It’s been a little hard teaching her penmanship but we’re getting the hang of it.
I am not. However, my husband is, and ONE out of my four kids is. Maggie is a leftie, and she is definitely the artsy hippie tree-hugging leftie girl whom we fear will grow up and vote Democrat.
Everytime my husband sees someone write he says, “Gasp! I didn’t know you were right-handed!”
He still says it to me.
It’s getting kinda old.