Dream Pillow#15

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The Love story continues… I absolutely, unequivocally hate to fly. I know it’s one of the safest ways to travel, but I just can’t get myself to calm down while on a plane. As the Southwest flight sat on the runway at LAX to prepare for take-off all I could do was pray. I could not believe that three weeks had past and I was on my way back home to Chicago.

The captain’s voice crackling in and out on the speakers announced that we were preparing for takeoff. As the plane started to pull away from the gate I quietly began chanting, “Find a happy place… Find a happy place.” I wish there was a shot for this kind of thing. Something that you sign up for in advance so that when you get on the plane a flight attendant injects you with a happy serum; you pass out, and then wake up at your destination. No feeling of jumping out of your skin from fear, stomach acid from nervousness or needing a barf bag. “Fasten your seatbelts folks cuz here we go!” said the captain. I looked over to the right of me for moral support, but the woman sitting next to me was already snoring. “Really,” I need to be on whatever she is on. No luck to the left of me because the ipod and ear phones were plugged into said human. “Ugh!, how do people do this on a regular basis?” Read more»

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Dream Pillow # 14

The Love Story Continues…Friday: Have you ever eaten so much that your stomach looks like it is three months pregnant? I stood in Joel’s bathroom and was caught off guard by how huge my belly looked this morning. I was bloated from days of feasting and I had yet another dinner planned for this evening that included John. I had to get over this quickly so that I could fit into my cute dress. This Girl was in need of a remedy STAT!

I quickly bolted to Joel’s kitchen to whip together an old family remedy to get myself back to normal. I took a lemon, boiled some water, found some honey, a little cayenne pepper and some fresh ginger….Mixed them all together to make the perfect witches brew. For as much as I love to eat, I have always had an unhappy stomach and digestive tract so my mom used to come up with concoctions that she would get from health books to ease my pains. Down the hatch! Read more»

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Married!

me-and-john-at-cafeJohn and I got married in Chicago on November 28, 2009. It was fantastic! The weather was sunny and in the 50’s. I could not have asked for a better day! My grandmother made it to the wedding and that was the best gift that I could have asked for. She is currently in the hospital and fighting an infection, but we are hoping for the best!

Thank you for all of your well wishes! I will continue the love story and pillow making on this blog because many of you have asked me to do so.

However, 50 percent of all money made from any pillow I sell will be donated to the Aplastic Anemia & MDS International Foundation in the name of my brother, Americo Palladino who passed away almost five years ago because of this disease. The goal is to raise $2900 because he died at the age of 29. My hope is that some day they find a cure!

So please join me as I update the love story and create a new pillow weekly for a greater cause!

Much love,

Frances

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Welcome to 1000 Pillows

This blog was originally created to sell 1000 handmade pillows to raise money for my wedding, but sometimes life has other plans in store. John and I decided not to wait until we could raise money for the wedding because my grandmother is sick... read more »

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