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Turned my back for a minute and she peed in 20 cups of uncooked rice... Just had a client stop by to pick up her custom ...
10/19/2025

Turned my back for a minute and she peed in 20 cups of uncooked rice... Just had a client stop by to pick up her custom cardigan, turned out we live three blocks apart so she wanted to grab it in person instead of shipping. Sweet girl, maybe mid-thirties, told me she and her husband were planning to open their own vintage shop on Tedooo app, so we chatted about pricing strategies while I wrapped up her order in tissue paper. I walked her to the door, we stood there maybe five minutes talking about how the platform's algorithm works, how to photograph knitwear properly, you know, shop talk. The whole time I could hear Mittens meowing from the kitchen but figured she was just being dramatic about her dinner being seven minutes late.
Came back to find her squatting in my meal prep container, twenty cups of jasmine rice I'd just measured out for the week completely destroyed. That Pyrex measuring cup still sitting there like evidence at a crime scene. She looked me dead in the eyes while finishing her business, tail twitching with what I swear was satisfaction. The rice was for a batch cooking video I was supposed to film for my Tedooo app customers, showing how I manage working from home while running my knitting business. Three pounds of organic rice, absolutely ruined. My kitchen smells like a litter box that gained sentience and chose violence.
She's now sitting in the clean mixing bowl like she's queen of the kitchen, watching me clean up her protest. I guess five minutes of not being the center of attention was five minutes too long. My customer just texted asking if everything's okay because she heard me yell "ARE YOU KIDDING ME" from the parking lot.

I bought this astronaut bubble helmet for my cat Rogue on Tedooo app thinking it would make an adorable photo prop for m...
10/19/2025

I bought this astronaut bubble helmet for my cat Rogue on Tedooo app thinking it would make an adorable photo prop for my pet photography side business. Paid twenty-two dollars for it. Was so excited imagining all the creative shots I could take and sell as prints in my shop there.
Rogue did NOT enjoy his first trip to space.
That face says everything. Pure betrayal. Absolute disgust. The look of a cat who trusted me and now questions every decision I've ever made. He tolerated it for exactly forty-five seconds before I heard this low growl that meant I was about to lose a finger if I didn't remove the helmet immediately.
I've been doing pet photography for three years, selling custom portraits and funny themed shoots to other pet owners through my Tedooo app shop. Usually I can get animals to cooperate with props, especially cats. Rogue has modeled for dozens of my product photos. He's worn hats, bow ties, little scarves. Never complained once.
But apparently space travel is where he draws the line. The helmet is now sitting in my craft room as a very expensive reminder that not every creative idea works out. My husband walked by earlier and said "maybe try it on the neighbor's dog." I posted this photo in a pet photography group on Tedooo app and everyone's sharing their own prop failures.
At least I got one good shot before Rogue decided he'd rather stay earthbound. That miserable expression might actually be the best photo I've ever taken of him. Sometimes the failures make better content than the successes.

2x4 Christmas Tree signs I made for a customer from the tedooo app!
10/19/2025

2x4 Christmas Tree signs I made for a customer from the tedooo app!

10/19/2025
My daughter asked me to watch the baby "for an hour." That was 7 months ago. She never came back. Found her note under t...
10/19/2025

My daughter asked me to watch the baby "for an hour." That was 7 months ago. She never came back. Found her note under the diaper bag saying she couldn't do it anymore. At 58, I'm raising my grandbaby alone while working nights at the hospital. Started crocheting during her naps to keep from crying. This snuggie took me three weeks because my arthritis is so bad. Posted it in my new Tedooo app shop yesterday - need every penny for formula. Someone commented it looked "amateur." Maybe it is. But when I buckle her in wearing this, she stops crying. That's all that matters. Her mom still hasn't called. I tell myself she's getting help somewhere. Meanwhile I'm selling these snuggies on Tedooo app for $15 each, saving for a lawyer. Love doesn't always look pretty.

I spent $87 at the grocery store Thursday putting together a care package for someone who told me they were struggling. ...
10/19/2025

I spent $87 at the grocery store Thursday putting together a care package for someone who told me they were struggling. Met her through a crafting group on Tedooo app where we both sell handmade stuff. She posted about having a rough month, bills piling up, choosing between groceries and supplies for her small business. I didn't make a big deal about it, just messaged her privately. After work I went to Target and filled a box. Fresh vegetables, that good pasta sauce, chicken breasts, snacks, fruit, sandwich stuff, everything I'd want if I was having a hard time.
Drove to her apartment Friday morning and left it at her door. Texted her it was there. She replied "thanks" and I felt good about it, like maybe I'd made her week easier so she could focus on restocking her Tedooo shop without worrying about food. Then ten minutes later another text comes through asking if next time I could "get different stuff" because she doesn't really eat the brands I picked. She listed specific things. Organic chicken, different pasta sauce, name brand crackers not store brand.
I sat in my car reading it three times thinking I misunderstood. You're getting free groceries I paid for with money I made from my own Tedooo shop, spending time I could've used making inventory, and you're complaining about the brands? Not even a real thank you, just immediate criticism.
I've been supporting other sellers in our community, buying their products when they need sales, sharing their shops, offering advice. My mom always said be the person who shows up for others. But lately it feels like people just expect it and notice only what's wrong. Nobody values effort anymore.
I'm done being the nice friend. Listed a bunch of craft supplies on Tedooo app yesterday that I was planning to give away to struggling sellers and sold them instead. That probably makes me selfish but I'm too tired to care anymore.

PROUD MOM MOMENT!!!!So as we all know, eating good + autism don't usually go hand and hand 😊This is my son Oliver, he is...
10/19/2025

PROUD MOM MOMENT!!!!
So as we all know, eating good + autism don't usually go hand and hand 😊
This is my son Oliver, he is 5 and diagnosed level 3 autistic. He only eats "snack" foods that are crunchy. Occasionally he will take baked pepperoni off a slice of pizza and eat that but not often. Been selling weighted blankets I make on Tedooo app to afford his feeding therapy, and tonight it finally paid off. He ate his pepperoni's, came back to see they were all gone, THEN PICKED UP THE SLICE OF PIZZA AND ATE THE WHOLE THING!!! (Picture 1 is his "investigation" moment, and picture 2 is his first bite!)
I have no friends or family who have a child with Autism for me to just take a moment to shout my excitement too, so I thought I could do it here 😊 My hands were shaking so bad taking these pictures. Five years of therapy, and found this amazing specialist through another mom on Tedooo app who was selling sensory toys - she recommended someone who completely changed our approach to food.
That investigation phase where he studied the pizza for a solid minute, touching the cheese, pulling back, touching again - I held my breath so long I almost passed out. When he actually bit into it, I had to leave the room so he wouldn't see me crying. My husband found me in the bathroom sobbing and thought something was wrong until I whispered "he ate the pizza."
Thanks for letting me get this excitement out! Tonight I believe in miracles. My baby ate actual pizza. Real, normal, cheese-and-sauce pizza. This is everything.

My neighbors have been giving me looks for three days now and I don't even care anymore.Our HOA sent another letter last...
10/19/2025

My neighbors have been giving me looks for three days now and I don't even care anymore.
Our HOA sent another letter last week about "maintaining property values" and "cohesive neighborhood aesthetics" which is code for keeping everything boring builder beige. I've lived in this house for nineteen years watching every door on this street stay the exact same shade of safe, and last Tuesday I just broke.
Grabbed the paint samples at the hardware store, stood in the aisle mixing colors until the employee asked if I needed help. I told her I was looking for something between rebellion and midlife crisis. She laughed but I wasn't joking. Mixed the purple myself, kept adding until it looked like the sky right before a storm, and then I just started painting.
My husband came home and stood there with his briefcase, didn't say a word. Our daughter FaceTimed from college, saw it through the window and said "Mom are you okay?" and I've never been more okay in my entire life.
Found that wreath at an estate sale I saw posted in my DIY group on the Tedooo app, the woman who made it had just passed and her daughter was selling all her crafts. I'm thinking about starting to sell refinished furniture there too, because apparently I'm in my "paint everything purple" era and I'm not stopping at the door.
The HOA president walked by this morning with her dog. Didn't wave.
I waved anyway, went inside and ordered more paint.

We got Murphy three years ago after my miscarriage and he became this thing we poured all our grief into without saying ...
10/19/2025

We got Murphy three years ago after my miscarriage and he became this thing we poured all our grief into without saying it out loud. My husband took maybe six hundred photos of this cat in the first month alone. Most of them are Murphy doing absolutely nothing, just existing on the couch or staring out windows. Last winter during that bad snowstorm Murphy sat at the sliding door with this unhinged expression, mouth open, eyes huge, looking absolutely feral about the snow and my husband laughed for the first time in weeks.
He took the photo and we both knew it was special but it sat on his phone for months. I kept meaning to print it, kept forgetting, life got busy. Then last Tuesday I'm scrolling through Tedooo app looking for a birthday gift for my sister and I see someone selling custom canvas prints and framing services. Sent them Murphy's snow photo on impulse.
Got it back yesterday and the frame is perfect, simple wood that doesn't compete with the image. Leaned it against the wall to show my husband when he got home from work. Murphy walked over, looked at it, then positioned himself in the exact same unhinged pose in front of his own portrait. Same wild eyes, same demented expression. We're standing there watching our cat recreate his own viral moment and my husband is taking more photos and we're both crying laughing.
Listed one of Murphy's old cat trees on Tedooo app this morning to make room for a new one and someone bought it in forty minutes. My husband wants to frame three more Murphy photos now. This cat has no idea he's become our whole personality but honestly after everything we've been through I don't even care. He's the best thing we never knew we needed and now he's art on our wall judging us with those insane yellow eyes.

My daughter Mia came home from school last Tuesday and I found her in her room with scissors, deliberately ripping holes...
10/19/2025

My daughter Mia came home from school last Tuesday and I found her in her room with scissors, deliberately ripping holes in her favorite jeans. Just sitting there crying and cutting. The kids had been brutal to her all week for wearing a sweater she crocheted herself, calling it "grandma clothes," saying she dressed weird. She was trying to make herself fit in by destroying the one pair of jeans she actually liked.
I caught her mid-cut and my heart just broke. She looked at me with these devastated eyes and said "I ruined them, I'm sorry." But instead of being mad I asked if she wanted to make them beautiful. Turn her mistake into something intentional.
We spent the weekend creating these crochet patches together. The rainbow granny square, the yellow honeycomb. She picked every color after looking at patterns in crafting groups on Tedooo app where I sell my handmade items. Her hands worked that hook for hours while I hand-sewed each patch on. She was so focused, so determined to transform what she'd destroyed.
She wore them to school yesterday. Same kids who made fun of her sweater stopped her in the hallway asking where she got them. One girl asked if Mia would make her a pair. Suddenly the weird kid is the cool kid.
The Tedooo app creative community has been cheering her on through all of this, reminding me that supporting her creativity now means everything. These jeans aren't finished and they're not perfect but they're proof that broken things can become beautiful. Who am I to not let my hurting daughter make something better?

My husband of 32 years just sent me this photo from his workshop, three tiny crochet dresses hanging on those little pla...
10/19/2025

My husband of 32 years just sent me this photo from his workshop, three tiny crochet dresses hanging on those little plastic hangers, and I'm sitting here in the Walmart parking lot crying into my steering wheel like a crazy person.
For months, I watched him sneak yarn into the garage. Found crochet hooks hidden behind his toolbox. Caught him watching YouTube tutorials on his phone during commercials. But every time I'd ask about it, he'd change the subject, that shame clouding his eyes like storm clouds. His buddies at the construction site had been brutal when they found out. "Real men don't play with yarn," they said. "What's next, gonna start knitting doilies?"
The depression hit him hard after that. He'd sit in his recliner, those rough carpenter hands that built our entire deck just lying idle in his lap. One night, I found him in the garage at 2 AM, surrounded by half-finished projects he'd apparently been working on in secret. "I just wanted to make something beautiful," he whispered, like he was confessing to a crime.
That's when I told him about the Tedooo app. Showed him how other men were selling their handmade items there, proud crafters with shops full of wooden toys, leather goods, and yes, even crochet. His eyes lit up for the first time in months. "You think... you think people would actually buy these?" he asked, holding up a delicate yellow dress he'd made.
He created his shop under a fake name at first, too scared to show his face. Posted those first dresses with shaking hands. When the first order came through, he actually jumped up from dinner, tears streaming down his face. "Someone in Ohio wants to buy my dress for their granddaughter," he said, voice breaking.
Now look at him. Standing proud with his creations, finally ready to show the world who he really is. My tough-guy husband who can frame a house, fix any engine, and crochet the most beautiful baby dresses you've ever seen. Yesterday he sold his 50th dress on Tedooo app, and this morning he told his construction crew. They can laugh all they want. He's found his joy again, one tiny stitch at a time.
Please, if you see this, leave him a kind word. He reads every single comment, saves screenshots of the nice ones. Because sometimes the bravest thing a man can do is pick up a crochet hook and create something beautiful, even when the world tells him he shouldn't.

I got some bleach splatters on my dress. In my mind the only way to save it was to embrace it. I sprayed it with more bl...
10/19/2025

I got some bleach splatters on my dress. In my mind the only way to save it was to embrace it. I sprayed it with more bleach added some grommets and a hand made crow print. I,m happy with it. Was cleaning the bathroom when the bleach bottle slipped and splashed all over my favorite black dress. The one dress that actually fits me right since turning fifty and doesn't make me look like I've given up completely.
Stood there staring at these ugly orange splotches thinking great, another thing destroyed. This dress cost me eighty dollars which is real money when you're divorced and starting over at my age. Got angry instead of sad for once and grabbed that bleach bottle back. Went completely wild with it until it looked intentional. Added grommets from my old sewing box and learned how to make fabric prints after watching tutorials on the Tedooo app where I buy most of my craft supplies.
Made this crow design myself using some transfer paper and black fabric paint. Wore it to book club and three women asked where I bought it. Now I'm selling custom distressed pieces through my new shop on Tedooo after realizing there's a whole market for accident-inspired fashion. Accidentally destroying my dress was the smartest business move I've made since the divorce.

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