tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28480612880919019192024-02-18T19:02:09.129-08:00RuJuRuJuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13606445414399165922noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2848061288091901919.post-69467139168273494402010-01-19T07:07:00.001-08:002010-01-19T08:08:57.028-08:00This is the introduction....I've been staring at this empty blog for months now. At least 5 months...<br /><br />What should I talk about?<br />Ideas would pop into my head and then vanish just as quickly as they came. I still don't know. Should I <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diy">DIY</a> it? Have featured <a href="http://www.etsy.com/">etsy</a> sellers? Talk about the hardships of working part time, running an <a href="http://www.ruju.etsy.com/">etsy business</a>, being a wife and mom to two rambunctious little Q's?<br /><br />Well, I just don't know. So I'm done pondering over the thought and trying to be witty and clever.<br /><br />This is the introduction post. The post that will pre-determine the direction this blog will go in. hmpf.<br /><br />Well, I'm treating it as an introduction to me since clearly I don't know the direction this blog will go. The rest will hopefully fall into place and god willing I will get a reader or two.<br /><br />I'm a mom.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLKv3RjaxyQJTiNilzCNPcpq8pogZ2XJiDh2AUEOSQfOzRo0FqLg5GzOGyRRyLu8e8Kg9eTkEyl9LdnU8kRV1oyA47QdeXJ55k_dWY5KMYIcTYlJDZBF_r-hIGZA7hY2U16_yVZCwkIwqr/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLKv3RjaxyQJTiNilzCNPcpq8pogZ2XJiDh2AUEOSQfOzRo0FqLg5GzOGyRRyLu8e8Kg9eTkEyl9LdnU8kRV1oyA47QdeXJ55k_dWY5KMYIcTYlJDZBF_r-hIGZA7hY2U16_yVZCwkIwqr/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428482953014459954" border="0" /></a>First and foremost. That is my full time career. I have 3 jobs, but this is by far my most important. I have a 6 year old daughter and a (almost (1/31)) 3 year old son. They are complete opposites in every way imaginable. They keep me on my toes while pulling out my hair and scrambling eggs all at the same time.<br /><br />First came Ruby.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNQ0pAX2VnEFrosDf0yqokxTpASmafOvEcYSfjGr7CD9tig7cuOvxVbyRswzwDILvtbsGHZdosQxnM6R6ypitGpQSBkuJwGbHkxfDIObd0ySN5VvDLlaUz8kecuv5vZYjEEK_pZVuHXNpR/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNQ0pAX2VnEFrosDf0yqokxTpASmafOvEcYSfjGr7CD9tig7cuOvxVbyRswzwDILvtbsGHZdosQxnM6R6ypitGpQSBkuJwGbHkxfDIObd0ySN5VvDLlaUz8kecuv5vZYjEEK_pZVuHXNpR/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428480825306768818" border="0" /></a>My strong willed mini-me. She is feisty, creative, quick witted, outgoing, and a leader. She makes things with glue, thread, scissors, her sewing machine and tape....god does she love tape.<br /><br />Next came Julius.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUNerwUoqKs8O9t_SJJ3VwY2A4ynljn14cyHFhJTT8Qci_6xbKnydAIt0XlY6OFldbl6tleA8myd0rKvHBqvoKwjVQp_Ng_SMMRfg3yA07gi8zcfEGo6jaCoVnIh1dIK_QzbQ5R1FhKSR7/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUNerwUoqKs8O9t_SJJ3VwY2A4ynljn14cyHFhJTT8Qci_6xbKnydAIt0XlY6OFldbl6tleA8myd0rKvHBqvoKwjVQp_Ng_SMMRfg3yA07gi8zcfEGo6jaCoVnIh1dIK_QzbQ5R1FhKSR7/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428480993209886562" border="0" /></a>My little JuJu Bean. I started calling him bean when he was just a itty baby because of the way he folded his knees up into his chest when I held him. He is caring, compassionate, and a total push over (we're working on this).<br /><br />I'm a wife.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkOrg3kj3xMr4IKsTC80iShj2K6MiVmNACIDy1huDizvG8DQ0S22luPDTyAMIxsFQ7Y6niLXbUgBPvBO30DjyYtl40RA3opoyxSJOs1m0jIjL9rOaq1TbvsfEp4qwnbOb53xlLv8IBw1rm/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkOrg3kj3xMr4IKsTC80iShj2K6MiVmNACIDy1huDizvG8DQ0S22luPDTyAMIxsFQ7Y6niLXbUgBPvBO30DjyYtl40RA3opoyxSJOs1m0jIjL9rOaq1TbvsfEp4qwnbOb53xlLv8IBw1rm/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428481146119959810" border="0" /></a>I fell in love at walmart. HA! Yes, it's true. I hang my head in shame. I actually worked in the photo lab and my husband was a truck unloader (there is a technical name for the job but I don't remember what it was..I'm sure he knows).<br />Pshkkkshhh *I need a spanish speaking associate to the photo lab*<br />(that was me over the pager thingy)<br />He was always the first to show up. :) Aww young love. lol!<br /><br />I'm an administrative assistant.<br />Or something. I work in an office, doing office things. Not much to say about that.<br /><br />I'm a business owner.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg534WY65WItGnq9JIAeTLW4yWoIz51Mm7snxGkJPtNXNbqML3ZTBR5x2a3GYdDEfISG0QddXOal41sDQO95dqaRCHbO035HUP15QBUPUZuNRQETBfXrniXKtq6bVckVoqOEMYnCwIDB1A1/s1600-h/il_fullxfull.114381117.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg534WY65WItGnq9JIAeTLW4yWoIz51Mm7snxGkJPtNXNbqML3ZTBR5x2a3GYdDEfISG0QddXOal41sDQO95dqaRCHbO035HUP15QBUPUZuNRQETBfXrniXKtq6bVckVoqOEMYnCwIDB1A1/s320/il_fullxfull.114381117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428483216405500994" border="0" /></a>I have an <a href="http://www.ruju.etsy.com/">etsy shop</a> that I obsess over. I've been selling on etsy since 8/08. My mom turned me on to etsy. I'm not sure how she found it....shes just a shopper not a seller.<br />I sew and crochet. I love making things. I do craft shows as well which have their ups and downs.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/RuJuBags">I tweet</a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rujubags/">I flickr</a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/edit/?id=80431282068#/RuJuBags">I face</a><br />and now <a href="http://www.rujubags.blogspot.com/">I blog</a>.<br />You may see me around in the <a href="http://www.etsy.com/forums_main.php">etsy forums</a>, I get stuck in forum ruts where for a week straight I spend all my *free* time there. Other times I'm all over <a href="http://twitter.com/">twitter</a>. And I'm always all over <a href="http://www.facebook.com/">facebook</a>.<br />I like to tell myself that I do a great job promoting my business online...the whole social networking thing. I'm pretty sure I have a thing or two to learn tho.<br /><br />Alright so there you have it. My life in a nutshell.<br /><br />Crossing my fingers that I post again tomorrow.RuJuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13606445414399165922noreply@blogger.com5