Amigos, Acquisitions, and Invitations

An unordered list of unrelated things for you, dear reader, to keep in mind today:

If you are in search of a movie to watch with your beautiful wife on a Wednesday night, you could do a lot worse than ¡Three Amigos! I’m amazed how well 8th-grade potty humor holds up after 23 years.

Lucky, Dusty, and Ned

Lucky, Dusty, and Ned

“Ka! Ka! Ka! Hey! Hoo! You! Hoo! Look! Look! Whippoorwill! Whippoorwill! Look up here! Look up here!”

Hmm. Maybe it’s just holding up for me.

By the way, what happened to Martin Short? SCTV, SNL, Amigos, Three Fugitives, etc. He used to be great. Now, he’s… not.

Secondly, if your 1,200-person employer is ever bought for, say 1.8 billion dollars, it does NOT mean that you are personally worth 1.5 million dollars. Even though 1.8 billion divided by 1,200 does equal 1.5 million, that amount is not transferred to you—the individual—in any way.

What will they call it now?

What will they call it now?

I checked.

Bummer, right? I gotta say it, Adobe. So far, so disappointing.


A delicious stack of Holly's handmade goodness.

Ok, next item. If you’ve been looking for a chance to lounge your Friday away in a park, surrounded by lovely creative ladies, lazily spending your spouse’s paycheck on handmade goods and baked treats, well then. Look. No. Further.


Get yourself to the Rock Canyon Park upper pavillion this Friday (September 18th) from 10 am to 7:30 pm. I believe they are calling the event Clean Sweep. Not sure why. If you do attend, be sure to say hello to Holly (after ooo-ing and ahh-ing her fantastic handiwork).

Lastly, and—let’s be honest—most importantly, keep in mind that you have no business turning down a free handmade apple-print little-girl apron. Ever.

Not even you, Martin Short.

Do you want this apron?


So there has been a little remodeling around our little blog here. Dave not only changed the look of our blog, but my Etsy shop as well. Just the name and logo have changed. It was ¡Aye, Querida! and is now Sugar Pea. The link is also in the sidebar andbytheway I love that when you hover over it, it’s pink! Dave is good, no?

So, in order to celebrate this little makeover, I’m having a giveaway. And as you may have guessed, it’s for this little girl’s reversible apron.


Here’s the deal:  leave me a comment here on this post and you will be entered once.  Post a link for my giveaway on your blog and/or Facebook will earn you another entry (or two if you do both).  Just be sure to let me know, so that I’m aware and I know how many times to count you in.

This giveaway is going to last until Sunday night, Sept 20th.  So…on your mark, get set, go!

Post edit: If you want to tweet about the giveaway, that will give you another entry. That means you have a possibility of FOUR entries! Just make sure to include my id in your tweet so that I see it (which is @hollylesue). Here’s the link to my twitter page. Also, you can follow me if you want but I’m warning you now, I’m not a very exciting tweeter (or whatever the phrase is supposed to be).

If it’s worth doing

I have a problem. When she’s being kind, Holly calls it perfectionism. When I’m three hours into a two paragraph blog post, she calls it something under her breath that I can’t quite make out.

Here’s part of the problem: I love to design things, to draw things, to write things, to create things, to MAKE things. I love it.

A mock of Park & Mark, my unfinished car-finder iPhone app interface

A mock of Park & Mark, my unfinished car-finding iPhone utility app

The rest of the problem is that I want everything I make to be perfect. Rock-solid amazing perfect. And it’s not. It never is. Especially not the first time through. So, I tweak. And I tweak. And I obsess. And I tweak some more. But the thing I’m making never gets to where I want it to be. So, I give up on it. And I move on to something else.

This is a bad habit.

I’ve been doing this for twenty years and in that time, I’ve amassed a depressing glut of grand schemes, sketches, rough drafts, and nearly-finished projects. I’ve started (and orphaned) neckerchief designs, sketches for home-made time-out stools, a social comic strip creating/sharing site, drafts of children’s books, comic book characters, and iPhone app mock-ups. etc. etc. etc.

Are any of these ideas great? No, probably not. Are some of them good? Yeah, I think so. But I’ve quit on them just because I couldn’t whittle them down to perfection in my head.

This is ridiculous.

I’ve spent far too long obsessing about doing it well. So much so that I’ve lost sight of just plain doing it.

A never-produced neckerchief I designed for the Empire Patrol, my Star Wars-loving 11 year-old Boy Scout patrol

A never-produced neckerchief I designed for the Empire Patrol, my Star Wars-loving 11 year-old Boy Scout troop

I found this in one of my old sketch books. Agent Wolf. His arch enemy? Master Mutton.

I found this unfinished idea in one of my old sketch books. Agent Wolf, comic book hero. His archenemy? Master Mutton.

So. A few weeks ago, I made up my mind. My days of obsessing are done. Designing/writing/drawing/creating/MAKING is about producing. It’s about getting your idea out there. It’s about sharing, not hoarding ideas.

Perfection is sterile. It’s a roadblock.

Making is messy. It’s organic. It’s always unfinished because it’s always growing.

And that’s exactly what it has to be.

So. Having come to these conclusions, over the past couple of weeks, I have stopped obsessing and started producing. Holly and I dreamt up a new blog design and then I designed and built it. It’s up. It’s running. There are dozens of things I want to change about it, and the old me would probably never have released it. But it’s up. And the part of me that doesn’t hate it, loves it.

After a couple of late nights, my long-planned Spreadshirt t-shirt shop, Peabody, is up and running. It’s clunky and the designs are pretty rough, but… it’s up. It’s live.

A screen shot of my unfinished comic strip creating/sharing site.

A screen shot of Drawsy, my unfinished comic strip creating/sharing site

Now, knowing me, this flurry of creative production will probably be short-lived. Soon, I’ll most likely slip back into my old, perfection-obsessing, non-producing ways.

But until then, I’ll have fun making and sharing a few things. Imperfect, messy, unfinished, MADE things.

the orchard, revisited

So I took the girls to check out/test the evening light for an upcoming photo shoot I had. They were pretty tolerant this time, but mostly because I just let them run and do what they wanted. No posing by me. Although, I did ask Gwen to smile for me, and this is what I got.

Love the cheese.


Love Inez’s exasperated expression. Gwen was loving the frisbee.

Love those lips.

LOVE the light here.

Love the flared nostrils on Nez.

Love the love. Two little buddies—makes my heart melt when they love each other like this.

Love my little models.

Love Gwen’s expression here. It’s classic Gwen.


If you have been to my house, then you know how much I love bright colors. We have every color of the rainbow painted throughout the house, except purple and that’s just never gonna happen.

When it comes to sewing, I prefer to use Gütermann thread. But when I was searching for a certain color in my sewing supplies, I ran across all these spools of Coats & Clark. Well, they just looked so pretty in the morning light so I snapped their photo.


I had been looking for the right shade of green to match this swatch. Inez then stacked them all up and requested that I took a picture of her tower o’ thread.


And speaking of color, I cannot figure out what color Gwen’s eyes are. What do you think? Jon?


how ’bout them apples?

I love this apple print by Sandi Henderson. I love it even more coupled with the green.

Plus, it’s reversible.

More Sandi Henderson in orange & yellow, which has an orange back.

But this one is my favorite thus far. In fact I made two, but can only bring myself to put one of them in my etsy shop.

And it’s reversible too.

29 weeks or seven-ish months

Well that’s interesting. I never knew that I’m a bit cross-eyed.

And for the record, this is an extremely active baby. Yesterday I kept playing Mo’ Money Mo’ Problems by Biggie, over and over because baby was diggin’ the song and moving like crazy. I mean, it is a good song, but who knows what that’s supposed to mean.