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About imogen.ius

Fashioned from my mother, my skill set to this planet is vast. Innumerable occupations, fervor for learning and teaching, intrinsic desire to keep moving. My shark-like tendencies disallow my ability to stop creating..

Officially Official

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I love more than anything having a plan.

 

Now we have 2!

We officially move from WI on July 5, which when I look at the calendar is INSANE. We have SO much to do in that short amount of time including yard sales, hang outs with friends, an Arbonne party in KCMO and the KC Sporting game….

 

So packing will just find its way done, right??

 

Not only are we officially moving, but I am officially an Arbonne girl! My launch party last night was tons of fun and I’m super excited to start making this business my own. I’m even more excited about the spa party in KC next weekend. I know the girls are going to have so much fun! Plus I’m just excited to spend time with Andi and get to know her friends.

 

Interested in hosting a party?? Join in on the fun! Call me!

Super Moon brings new landings

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Holy Cow what a year it has been!

 

And yes, I have to reiterate ‘YEAR’..it’s been nearly a year since my last post which is SHAMEFUL. PATHETIC. REMARKABLE.

 

So I’m pushing the restart button on basically everything in my life right now. Go big or go dead.

 

Activating a new blog theme was among the first steps. Our impending move out to California lies on the next month’s horizons, so blame on this weekend’s super moon or the fact that I accept mass change often in my life, I am really attacking new adventures in my life.

 

Taking a new, “big girl” job as the administrator of a school, moving 2,000 miles from the area I’ve always called home and now the undertaking of a new, entrepreneurial endeavor. I have very recently started training to become an Arbonne consultant.

 

Now those of you that know me well, know that this is VERY out of character for me to pursue! I have never seen myself as a “salesperson” and honestly I don’t really consider this whole new career move as ‘sales’ per say. I really went into this with the efforts of stretching my comfort zone and meeting new people. I want this move to be a true commitment, financially and personally. We have moved far away before and moved back because we never really let ourselves immerse and meet people. Moving to a state with 38 million people, I don’t want to be one of just the masses. I really want to connect and start making a difference.

 

My ultimate goal is to open my own Montessori school. I always thought that would be YEARS off, that I would teach for a decade or so, then become an admin and then, when the time and money were right, I could venture onto my own.

Well, I taught for 2 years, got promoted to Vice Principal in 1 interview and am now at the shores of this financial possibility of being able to fund my own school through another “side” job…WHAT!?!?

 

So, I am asking of you, dear BLOG viewers, to support me in these new “roberta” goals. Help me by hosting a spa party (you get free stuff!), tell your family and friends about the benefits Arbonne can provide to them and name drop me if possible. This new adventure is TERRIFYING for me, to jump out of my comfort zone but in the end really still doing what I do best: educating people about great things.

 

Want more info? I’m always a call away!

Arbonne Scam

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i know i know i know…it’s been an unacceptably long time. but the school year i over and even though my own schooling is just getting underway, i really have made it my mission to accomplish LOTS this summer break. and by break i mean really only 1 month. I will be in san clemente in just a few days (!!) and then off to Indy for 3 weeks. THEN I’ll get to accomplish some stuff.

 

I did get some new shoes accomplished prior to the beach trip…and here’s the scoop!

 

“Indie” flip flops:

I made 2 versions of these cute sandals, one for Makena’lei and one of course for myself. This is the PERFECT season and super cheap redo of knock offs.

I’ll show you my version first:

 Step 1: get yourself a super cheap pair of flip flops ( or as my mom calls them:thongs)

I seriously love this time of year when spending $2 on a pair of old navy flops isn’t giving me guilt! I picked gray only because I have shoes in basically every other color..When I bought them I had no clue what I would use, fabric wise for the straps but that’s how I roll….

the ones for Kenie were cute and obviously Kenie is obsessed with the whole princess thing…but the plastic straps were KILLER and those back straps never seem to stay on her little feet. I really thought to myself “self, at $3 i’m sure you can make something work..”

 

And that’s exactly how that went down!

 

 

 

Step 2: Use a scissors or exacto to cut off the tabs that hold those nasty straps to the soles. These particular ones were wretched and required some brute force.

Just like in algebra: whatever you do to one side, do the same to the other!

(ie. cut the straps off the other shoe too…)

 

 

 

 

 

Step 3:

Ok, here’s where you can take some artistic liberties… For my pair (i made mine after I made Kenie’s so I knew what I was doing..) I used a vintage scarf that was given to me by my dear friend JenKraftRodewald which she used as gift wrap for some holiday gift years back… Needless to say it’s awesome and I’m glad I’m a hoarder and saved it. It was the PERFECT length, cut in half for a strap for each shoe.

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Take an old t-shirt and cut off the bottom hem, with stitches in tact. It’s ok if the edges fray, once you pull the shirt strap taut it will all roll up a little and hide any bad cutting jobs…

Depending on how big your kid’s feet are, especially width/the crest of the foot, this is where the shirt stretch will help you out. I used the hem edge of the shirt because it rolled less and I didn’t want the straps to stretch out too much.

Using a super soft shirt will help with blisters, training young feet to get accustomed to flip flops and for our purposes: the beach, they will dry fast and the sand will brush off

 

Step 4:       Push one end of the strap through the toe hole. I used a girl’s best friend (a bobby pin) to push the strap through the hole and then tie a double knot near the middle of the length of scarf. A big knot is important because it keep the strap from being pulled through the hole. Then get that hair pin back out and push the rest of the scarf back through the hole so you have the knotted center on the bottom of the sole and both ends of scarf coming back out the top.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Step 5:

This is again where you can take liberties..For these particular flops, I took both ends of the scarf straps and twisted them around each other up to about the top of my foot crest. I knotted the twist so it would stay in place and then split the strap ends to make a T and knotted each through the holes left over. Again just like before making a big double knot under the sole.

 

For Kenie’s I couldn’t decide which would be best suited for her. I did the braided T strap for one, and tried another method for the other. The secondary method would work better for an older person’s shoe. You again take the tshirt straps and make some smaller loop straps. Working the same way, tie them under the sole and then loop the hem edge of the tshirt strap through. I made loops for all 3 holes and then tied the strap around the back of the foot, or ankle depending on how long you want the strap to be. See example A:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So..her feet tended to slip out of the back strap…surprise surprise. I think that method would’ve worked better for me. Here are the final shots of both sets of new shoes….bring on the Pacific!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To finish the shoes off, I just dab some hot glue to the knots and into the holes where the knots sit. I’ve been wearing mine all day and no shift or stretch so far, but it’s always good to have some adhesive backup. I decided on the braided T strap for Kenie’s and finished hers up too.

 

Now go give it a shot! Or just message me and I’ll whip some up…..

 

Mahalo!

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Dear Blog,

 

I haven’t forgot about you. I’ve just been meandering the pacific northwest shirking my responsibilities as a mom and teacher, and now as a student. With my new schooling starting up, I’m sure I’ll have even less time to spend with you..But don’t cry you’ll always be my first….

 

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wow has it been a while! so nearly 3 full months since a post on here, but good reasoning behind it all. much of my free time has been spent with friends new and old, school related functions and of course my almost 3 yr old. I currently wearily type from my lower bunk in the Sycamores Cabin. yes, I, the “indoor kid”, am at camp….and loving it. I am incredibly proud of the accomplishments and efforts I have put forth this week at Nature’s Classroom in Mukwonago. I think I surprised my student most by encouraging races up “suicide hill”, having them drag me to my bunk room and FULLY participating in ‘camouflage’ .  This indoor kid has a renewed sense of spirit and energy. I honestly never thought I would be CHOOSING to do the types of things I have. Not limited to: 3 hour trail hikes/RUNS; picking off ticks from myself AND others; chasing a dog through the marsh; playing poison darts, camouflage and froggie; scream running; solo night hikes in the dark with no flashlights; eating pine needles; scooping out Chlorella from the lake; creating sculptures from fallen branches covered in millipedes.

I have never run this much in my life. I really never considered myself much of any sort of athlete yet alone CHOOSE to run nor RACE children UP STEEP HILLS COVERED IN GRAVEL. I suppose i never give myself enough credit that i can do the things I want. Now knowing this, and seeing that there indeed is an adventurer inside of me, I just might be able to ACTUALLY camp and do Devil’s Lake again…possibly. I know damn well though that this teacher can hold her own with any Nature Retreat staff and there really is a crunchy hippy inside me…

 

i think im ready to move to utah..

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the first post of the new year.

 

i’m not really a “get all nostalgic about the passing of 3 and half hundred days” person. i’m much too busy obsessively checking pinterest.. but i will say, i got more “made” in the last 2 weeks than I have in the last 4 months. which is sad but still fulfilling.

 

We randomly bumped into old school friends while at an out of town target today. i immediately recognized how bad of a friend i have been the last 4 months to about everyone…including my husband. all of my mind and body has been owned by school, thoughts of school, school work, planning for school, school related events and all things …..school. i suppose my new years resolution is to NOT let school run my life anymore. to be a more  “present” person in all aspects of my life, particularly in the ways of friendship and putting forth more effort. i’m optimistic.  even though i havent done a stitch of planning for what cycle begins in a mere 12 hours.. i supposed I’ll survive. as i always do. my students will survive, as they always do.

 

in 2012, i WILL find the balance. the balance to work a 15 hour day and still make it to the gym that i pay a monthly fee for.. the balance to make 20 measely minutes for myself each day to just sit in silence…the balance of momhood, wifehood, teacherhood, friendhood and honesty…the balance to let roll what needs to fall and hold close those things that will drift away qiuckly…the balance to be ok with staying put even if it means just being ok with the balance of it all.. the balance to have the courage to be true to myself and still be successful…the balance of working and working; building a home, building a classroom community, building a brand and building a sustainable future…

 

on a not so positive note, i had to call the police on my neighbors yesterday. we all too often hear them fighting, bodies thrown against walls, dogs kicked across rooms, small girls witnessing too many terrible words between parents. and yesterday i just couldnt take any more. theres a civic responsibilty that i hold, legally and consciously requiring me to protect those that cant protect themselves. so after hearing the “mom” scream the F word at the “dad” over and over and the dog yelping and the walls banging, i called the non emergency number and left a complaint. i can only assume a patrol car came out, i saw one out the window driving the culdesac, and it quieted down through the walls. i was sad. and a bit scared. but mostly just sad. sad that the little girl has to deal with that. sad that my own little girl has to hear it muffled through sheet rock. and though i know it was the truly right thing to do. i still feel guilty. like i should mind my own business. but like adam says, having a peaceful home IS our business and our kid should NOT be subjected to that..

 

well. i suppose its back to making lunches.

 

i promise i’ll post pics to upload to pinterest of all the wonderful work i made this month…the balance will find its way.