Please show me what y’all have been up to! I used one of Kelly’s fabulous designs to make another mirror! Found the framed mirror on Marketplace. I love it! It goes so well with the other one I did and my pink fireplace! (Fireplace is not finished yet!)

WTF Wednesdays started as my way of dropping free designs for you to play with… but if I’m being honest? Lately, it has started feeling like… Kelly makes things 👉 you vote 👉 repeat. And that’s not what I want this space to be. I don’t want this to feel like it’s about me. I’m not the show. I’m just the host holding the door open. What I actually want? I want this to feel like the place where you walk in and think: "Oh… these people get me.” The ones with too many ideas. Half-finished projects. Random bursts of genius at the worst possible times. The “I don’t want to pick just one thing” energy. The kind of space where… ✨ You share something messy, and people encourage you to keep going ✨ You get unstuck because someone else said the thing you needed to hear ✨ You stop overthinking and just start creating ✨ You feel like you found your people… your "tribe" So if we’re shifting WTF Wednesdays… we’re not just changing what I post. We’re changing what this space "feels like". 👇 So tell me… In your dream version of our Creative AF tribe… What makes you stay? What makes you show up? What makes you think “yeah… this is home.” No filters. No “right” answers. Let’s go down the rabbit hole and build this space "together" 🔥 ps... feel free to use this "The Dream Awaits" design if it strikes your fancy.

Remember in school when Show & Tell was like… “Here’s my rock.” And somehow another kid rolled in with a live turtle, a haunted porcelain doll, and a story about their uncle finding treasure in a ditch? Yeah. This is the grown-up creative version of that. 😏 I want to see what your brain has been cooking up lately. Finished. Half-finished. Slightly unhinged. Covered in glitter. Held together with caffeine and blind confidence. Show us: 🎨 art 🧵 projects 📸 photos 🛠 experiments 📚 ideas 💡 sketches 🔥 happy accidents 👀 something you almost didn’t share because your inner critic was being dramatic again And because this is Creative AF… bonus points if there’s a weird/funny/backstory behind it. Drop your latest creation in the comments and tell us: 👉 What inspired it? 👉 What almost made you quit it? 👉 Or what weird little detail are you secretly obsessed with? Tiny reminder from the creative gremlins in the ceiling: You do not need permission to share your work before it’s “perfect.”

Before the week starts trying to boss you around, let’s flip the script for a minute. No pressure. No perfection. Just a little peek at what’s brewing in your beautifully chaotic brain. ✨ What are you leaning into today? ✨ And what’s one thing you want to bring to life this week? Not what you should do. Not what’s been staring at you from a to-do list giving side-eye. I mean the thing that has a pulse. The idea that keeps tapping you on the shoulder like, “Hey… pick me.” It can be big. It can be tiny. It can be “finally organize my life” or “open that project I ghosted two weeks ago.” We’re not measuring. We’re moving. Drop it like this: Today I’m… This week I want to… And if you see someone in the comments doing something cool? Hype them up. Borrow a spark. Start a ripple. Because around here… we don’t just have ideas we turn them into “look what I did.” 💥

I’m having a real WTF moment realizing it’s Wednesday. Yesterday, we had to make the heartbreaking decision to say goodbye to our beloved horse, Simply. For 9 years, my days were shaped around him… checking on him, caring for him, just being with him. Simply, was literally our way of life. And now… there’s this quiet space where that rhythm used to live. Grief does something strange to time. The world keeps moving as if nothing changed, but for you… everything feels slowed down, like you’re walking through it in a different reality. So today, there is no artwork to share, no, "what's the focus" for the week. Just a question and a poem: How do you grieve? For me… I’ve learned to feel it. All of it. The waves, the heaviness, the moments that catch you off guard. I didn’t always do that. When Eric passed, I tried to be “strong.” I pushed it down, held it together… and it only delayed the healing. It wasn’t until I let myself actually feel the things I didn’t want to feel that something began to shift. Somewhere in that process, I found my way back to creating from passion instead of performance. Writing. Designing. Letting the emotion move through something instead of getting stuck inside me. It became a release. A quiet place to put the pain… and somehow turn it into something meaningful. Today, I want to share something I wrote in honor of our sweet boy… whose name couldn’t have been more fitting: Simply Worth the Wait You carried more than riders, and jumped more than hurdles, You carried our joy & sorrows through life’s tightest circles, a quiet reminder the journey is Simply worth the wait. They spoke in low numbers, said chances were small, But you answered by staying, outlasting it all, a living reminder that faith is Simply worth the wait. Through love and through prayer, through each fragile day, You gave us more time than they said you would stay, a miracle reminder that hope is Simply worth the wait. When Loss tried to find us and pull us apart,