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Dear Karma

I have a list of people you missed.

Not that Karma needs my help by any means, what goes around comes around eventually.

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This page is done with a whole lot of embossing powder… (lots and lots) and it’s glossy and yummy even though its grungy and gross. It ‘feels’ nice, this page.  It has layers of gesso, colour inks and sprays, then the clear embossing powder was heat set over the top in a thick sheet.

Dear Karma I have a  list of people you missed

Stay true & be nice x

Tania

 

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Relate?

Ever since I saw the movie Frozen I have this darn stupid (incredibly wonderful) song in my head. If my daughter’s not belting it out, then I see it online and even catch myself telling the kids in sing son g voice to  “Let it go… let it go…”
Then I see this about the craft store – I think there’s a few of us who can relate.

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There’s some pretty good variations of this song out there on you tube – try this one for laughs

And if you haven’t seen Disney’s “Frozen” movie yet – do yourself a favour and go see it. It’s wonderful, but be prepared to have “Let it go” in your head.

I never minded the cold anyway.

Tania

Washi is not sticky tape

Showing hubby one of my new washi tapes today, his response was less than excited. “Isn’t it just sticky tape?” he asked, surprised at my enthusiasm.
What? What was that? Sticky tape? I thought I knew him better than that. Is sticky tape like masking tape? No. Is masking tape like duct tape? No. Do I not know who I married… he doesn’t know about washi tape. Well… he does now. He is a learned man now. (Now he knows to show a little enthusiasm when I show him my new sticky tape)

I was glad to see the new shipment of washi in the store the other day, lots more to choose from. Pretties!

Washi Tape

Washi is removable, so when I decorate something like my keyboard I can yank it off when I feel like a change.

washi keyboard

Wall art with Washi is interesting too, amongst other things.  Check out our Pinterest Board Washi for some more cool ideas. 

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A flower to brighten the day

Walked into the store this morning and this lovely big flower greeted me with it’s beautiful orange petals.

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It’s from my Mum’s garden – there is something quite special about being given a flower from one’s garden… Thank you Mum I love it!
Flowers brighten up any space – I think it looks lovely right here on my front counter where I get to see it all day. Just hope I don’t knock it over.

20130517-102201.jpg I meant to bring in a proper vase, but forgot again, so this KFC Homer Simpson cup will do for now with a piece if card and a ribbon. I have to figure out a better option to make it stand in the middle of the cup – sticky tape is doing the job now – ha ha… So classy! Have a great day wherever you are

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The Travelling Red Dress

Have you ever felt the need to look wonderful even if you didn’t feel it?  My friend Basilia gave some friends this opportunity last weekend and a little magic was shared.

I haven’t been feeling the happiest lately, and have started a dozen blog posts and posted none, lacking the courage to be sad openly and honestly when there are so many good things in my life. Perhaps I might just click “publish” and share one of these posts soon. Perhaps not. Probably not. It’s so much easier to just smile, even if it’s hard to smile. If you are new to my blog then a little background here  is one post a long time ago with a little insight to my boy, who is often, unfortunately, the reason I want to cry.

The Travelling Red Dress is Magical you see, and you could be the next to feel it’s special effects. Yes “you”. Yes “really”.

A short while ago I read a blog post by Jenny about The Travelling Red Dress and loved the thought behind it. I have followed Jenny since I first read about KKMF and I have admired her use of language. She is bold and honest, and fearlessly writes her way into your heart.  God I wish I had her guts! She has had her share of downs and is hilariously funny. Anyway, she posted about revisiting the Red Dress, I read it, and thought along with a million other people that it was a nice thing to do. Then it promptly left my mind. My friend Basilia brought it up a few days later,  I recalled the post and how wonderful it was, but Bas was bent on the idea that she would DO IT! She wanted to buy a dress, have some fun in it and then send it on its way to brighten lives, give smiles and maybe make someone feel good for a while. What heart she has!

From Jenny (aka The Bloggess)
“I want, just once, to wear a bright red, strapless ball gown with no apologies.  I want to be shocking, and vivid and wear a dress as intensely amazing as the person I so want to be.  And the more I thought about it the more I realized how often we deny ourselves that red dress and all the other capricious, ridiculous, overindulgent and silly things that we desperately want but never let ourselves have because they are simply “not sensible”.  Things like flying lessons, and ballet shoes, and breaking into spontaneous song, and building a train set, and crawling onto the roof just to see the stars better.  Things like cartwheels and learning how to box and painting encouraging words on your body to remind yourself that you’re worth it.

And I am worth it.”

” But here’s the thing…you are worth it too.  Which is why this week the red dress will begin a journey, traveling from city to city so that other people can wear it and love it and feel as special and vivid and dynamic as they already are.  Because sometimes we all need a little red dress to remind us of that. ”

The Traveling Red Dress  and The Traveling Red Dress Revisted. Go see her amazing photos and read her words. I love her.
Pay a visit to her Pinterest Board also and see the amazing red dresses. Sigh

Jenny sent it on to Leanne in Canada – she rocked that dress in snow boots as she embraced Winter.  See her here The Travelling Red Dress in Canada –  and here is her post when the magical red dress began it’s journey to her.

This dress is being shared in Australia, starting here in Geraldton and hopefully it will go on and on until the dress is threadbare and completely worn out. Please join the facebook page to see where our dress will go, who it might reach and every once in a while the lives it might touch. Lets scatter this magic as far as we can.
If you would like to wear this dress for whatever reason, please let us know here, it might just make its way to you.
You don’t have to share your experience, you don’t have to share your photographs, the only real responsibility you would have is to send it on to the next person with instructions to keep it going. 
 It fits a variety of sizes, as you will see in the amazing photos as it has a corsetted back, with an extra piece that fits in to make it suit larger sizes too.

On our girlie weekend away, all 5 of us slipped into the dress, and shone for a short while, while our friends photographed us. I must admit it was a little daunting, especially as I was mostly concerned about my weight, my skin, my hair and how it would come up in photographs. Ugh. I am plain, I am heavy. I don’t like to spend money at the hairdressers, and years of oily skin has ruined my pores. I don’t like looking at myself, I don’t really care that much,  and I don’t even own a full-length mirror. I am not usually worried about how I look. But I loved that dress! I would never ever have a dress like that.  Oh how I desperately wanted to look beautiful and I thought that dress would do it. I was disappointed when I saw the photographs, the fat spilling over the edges in some, the silly smile I plaster on because my relaxed face looks like I am angry, or sad, or something. Then I took a better look when I got home and I showed my kids. ” Oh Mum, you are so beautiful”. They looked past the fat, the plain hair, the open pores. They even looked past the dress – and they think I am beautiful. They really do. Then I picked out the fat ones and edited others, oh how I love photoshop. 🙂 And God I love that dress!

Thank you Basilia for the opportunity to look beautiful, to run about outside the police station in a fabulous red dress. Thank you Nat for all the beautiful photographs, you have such an artistic eye and so patient to get the right shot. Thank you to my lovely friends for such a great weekend – golly it WAS FUN~!  (see their photographs here – please click “like” and show your support) and thank you Jenny! You inspired so many people. The world is a better place because people like you are in it~

Want to wear this dress? Click here and you just might be able to!

YOU ARE WORTH IT!

The Travelling Red Dress

Have you ever felt the need to look wonderful even if you didn’t feel it? My friend Basilia gave some friends this opportunity last weekend and a little magic was shared.

I haven’t been feeling the happiest lately, and have started a dozen blog posts and posted none, lacking the courage to be sad openly and honestly when there are so many good things in my life. Perhaps I might just click “publish” and share one of these posts soon. Perhaps not. Probably not. It’s so much easier to just smile, even if it’s hard to smile. If you are new to my blog then a little background here is one post a long time ago with a little insight to my boy, who is often, unfortunately, the reason I want to cry.

The Travelling Red Dress is Magical you see, and you could be the next to feel it’s special effects. Yes “you”. Yes “really”.

A short while ago I read a blog post by Jenny about The Travelling Red Dress and loved the thought behind it. I have followed Jenny since I first read about KKMF and I have admired her use of language. She is bold and honest, and fearlessly writes her way into your heart. God I wish I had her guts! She has had her share of downs and is hilariously funny. Anyway, she posted about revisiting the Red Dress, I read it, and thought along with a million other people that it was a nice thing to do. Then it promptly left my mind. My friend Basilia brought it up a few days later, I recalled the post and how wonderful it was, but Bas was bent on the idea that she would DO IT! She wanted to buy a dress, have some fun in it and then send it on its way to brighten lives, give smiles and maybe make someone feel good for a while. What heart she has!

From Jenny (aka The Bloggess)
“I want, just once, to wear a bright red, strapless ball gown with no apologies. I want to be shocking, and vivid and wear a dress as intensely amazing as the person I so want to be. And the more I thought about it the more I realized how often we deny ourselves that red dress and all the other capricious, ridiculous, overindulgent and silly things that we desperately want but never let ourselves have because they are simply “not sensible”. Things like flying lessons, and ballet shoes, and breaking into spontaneous song, and building a train set, and crawling onto the roof just to see the stars better. Things like cartwheels and learning how to box and painting encouraging words on your body to remind yourself that you’re worth it.

And I am worth it.”

” But here’s the thing…you are worth it too. Which is why this week the red dress will begin a journey, traveling from city to city so that other people can wear it and love it and feel as special and vivid and dynamic as they already are. Because sometimes we all need a little red dress to remind us of that. ”

The Traveling Red Dress and The Traveling Red Dress Revisted. Go see her amazing photos and read her words. I love her.
Pay a visit to her Pinterest Board also and see the amazing red dresses. Sigh

Jenny sent it on to Leanne in Canada – she rocked that dress in snow boots as she embraced Winter. See her here The Travelling Red Dress in Canada – and here is her post when the magical red dress began it’s journey to her.

This dress is being shared in Australia, starting here in Geraldton and hopefully it will go on and on until the dress is threadbare and completely worn out. Please join the facebook page to see where our dress will go, who it might reach and every once in a while the lives it might touch. Lets scatter this magic as far as we can.
If you would like to wear this dress for whatever reason, please let us know here, it might just make its way to you.
You don’t have to share your experience, you don’t have to share your photographs, the only real responsibility you would have is to send it on to the next person with instructions to keep it going.
It fits a variety of sizes, as you will see in the amazing photos as it has a corsetted back, with an extra piece that fits in to make it suit larger sizes too.

On our girlie weekend away, all 5 of us slipped into the dress, and shone for a short while, while our friends photographed us. I must admit it was a little daunting, especially as I was mostly concerned about my weight, my skin, my hair and how it would come up in photographs. Ugh. I am plain, I am heavy. I don’t like to spend money at the hairdressers, and years of oily skin has ruined my pores. I don’t like looking at myself, I don’t really care that much, and I don’t even own a full-length mirror. I am not usually worried about how I look. But I loved that dress! I would never ever have a dress like that. Oh how I desperately wanted to look beautiful and I thought that dress would do it. I was disappointed when I saw the photographs, the fat spilling over the edges in some, the silly smile I plaster on because my relaxed face looks like I am angry, or sad, or something. Then I took a better look when I got home and I showed my kids. ” Oh Mum, you are so beautiful”. They looked past the fat, the plain hair, the open pores. They even looked past the dress – and they think I am beautiful. They really do. Then I picked out the fat ones and edited others, oh how I love photoshop. 🙂 And God I love that dress!

Thank you Basilia for the opportunity to look beautiful, to run about outside the police station in a fabulous red dress. Thank you Nat for all the beautiful photographs, you have such an artistic eye and so patient to get the right shot. Thank you to my lovely friends for such a great weekend – golly it WAS FUN~! (see their photographs here – please click “like” and show your support) and thank you Jenny! You inspired so many people. The world is a better place because people like you are in it~

Want to wear this dress? Click here and you just might be able to!

YOU ARE WORTH IT!

Fifteen Hundred.

That is quite a number. 1500.
That’s the amount of times I have pressed the button “publish” to this blog.

Numbers.

WordPress sends me numbers.

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 57,000 times in 2011. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 21 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Numbers. Numbers. Numbers.

I actually like numbers. Shhh, don’t tell my Math teacher. In all reality you probably can’t because he will be in an old-people -home by now.

Now don’t assume that I would think any of my posts could even slightly compared to anything  of the mighty Sydney Opera House, even the front steps! It was WordPress that  sent me the figures. I guess they wanted to make me feel good.

In fact it is you, who makes me feel good. You make me feel that I am not alone. Whether you realise or not, it is you. You respond when I write about scrapbooking, post a new must- have product or put up a page someone has been working in, whether you come in to my little store,  book for a remote class kit to be sent to you, or repin a favourite picture to Pinterest, I notice. You are there listening to my trials and tribulations of being a mother of twins, a growing girl or a handicapped boy. You leave me notes of encouragement and advice, you come back again and again bumping the “hits” up to read updates… I see you. I notice you there. Whether it is a fleeting visit, or you come back often to see what we are up to, I notice your presence and I am grateful for it. You make me  aware that I have the most amazing family and friends, blog readers, staff and customers and ‘people who just pop in’,  who “care” enough to do so.

I am the owner of a scrapbook store and it’s not like I am going to take over the world or become wealthy, but I feel very proud to have the important job of sharing the creative joy of scrapbooking with you. Be it with inspiration or fancy products, it is all the same, it’s about sharing the story. You are entrusted with the important task of recording your story, you will tell it the best, and it will be there for future generations. Your art, your pages, your photographs. Your story.

So go forth and scrapbook! Oh… and leave me a note in the comments field and I will have something special for you.

 and here is a photo from my project – taken at Point Moore Beach – Geraldton20120118-000335.jpg

Personal Life

Seems I haven’t been sharing much of our personal lives of late. I have been thinking about it for a while and felt it easier to post new papers, cool products and exciting new arrivals for the shop.  After a call from my brother who is far away in China working, I realise now how much he likes hearing about our day-to-day stuff.  I guess now is time to get back into it. So I will – for Chris. xx

So why?  What’s going on? At first it was just that I was too busy. Too many things to do and not enough hours in the day. We all suffer from that, but after my Nanna passed away I just felt like anything I posted was trivial. Personal life wasn’t that much fun to write about.  Our  “Family dinner”  hasn’t happened in such a long time, everyone was just too busy or wrapped up in their own lives. I guess I was just plain sad for a while. But there was too much going on for everyone to let it take hold and as the old saying goes “life goes on”. So I did go on, I worked everyday that I could, family life continued, classes were run, a weekend away and I toiled in the garden every day if possible. Life goes on as usual. Or does it?

I miss my Nanna, but I have missed for for years already. It seemeed so absurd to be so sad, when really she has been ‘gone’ for so long.  Watching her draw her last breath, staring  with her wide unseeing eyes straight into my my own I am altered forever . I feel like a huge change has happened inside me that I cannot explain and I feel so different, yet no-one can see, invisible, hidden, masked. I cry easily, but hide it well. I am sensitive but can be strong for those around me.  I am sad for my Mum, who has lost her Mother, that thought brings fresh new tears of it’s own. I am worried for my Pop, hoping he can rebuild a life without the love of his life to fill it. I miss my Dad & my brothers, and all their partners, some living so far away I can’t visit, some living close but too busy to visit.  I wish I could be a better Mum, I have missed a few ‘events’ recently and my tolerance level isn’t as high as usual (and you need to have a HIGH tolerance level living in this house!)

The list goes on and on.

So, that’s me the past few weeks… but I had a plan!

What was my master plan? What was I to do about it?

Smile. And. Get. On. With. It.

Ok… that I can do. Of course we can deal with it. So, that’s exactly what we are doing. Back to normal, with a smile. And it’s working a treat. There is so much goodness in my life. I have every reason to smile. I will even be taking some days off soon and taking my family for some fun.

I might be changed, but I am still me and I have so many things to be grateful for I will not even begin to tell you!

Oh ok, maybe I’ll tell you just one thing that I am thankful for…

Hugs from Josh. That certainly is something to be grateful for. Now, this is a kid who doesn’t give out hugs, or high fives, his arms don’t work that way, but if you line him up he can give a low five and if you sqaush him just right, he will squeeze you in a hug. Oh… the bliss of his hugs.  He squeals with laughter (or is that lack of air?) and loves kisses from his Ma and as long as he can see his TV over my shoulder I can stay there. Would you look at those luscious long fingers on his tiny little hands? They might not work properly, but I have worked out how to get a hug from him. Work with what you have – right? Not worry about what you don’t have.

 

Ok.. one more photo that I am grateful for –

Playing Wii with my noisy crazy kids on a Sunday night. Man I love how they pose so willingly for me now. Love those kids! 

 Goodnight beautiful people. Be good to yourselves.

You can’t argue with a Mum

I bought myself a gift today. Yup… it came up on my screen… like it was meant to be… so I pre-ordered it.

Had. To. Have. It.

You know what his Mum says? She says it is his best album ever.

Who am I to argue with his Mum? Of course it will be his best album ever. 

And my poor kids will be remembering Christmases for-ever-more with the sound of his voice… just as I remember my Mum’s Bing Crosby Christmas records. Bwhaha… my turn!

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What to do when it’s overwhelming?

What does one do when they need to escape their feelings for a while? I don’t know… I was hoping you would answer that!

My first answer would be ‘keep busy’.

My family have given me all the space I needed to be with my Nanna, Pop, Mum and Aunts this past week, and they needed a little of me too by Sunday afternoon. I had pottered in the garden, talked with each of them and was finding myself wanting to do ‘something’ but not wanting to do ‘anything’, but needing to keep my hands busy.  Child #2 was calling me to come paint with her, so I did. That works a treat every time. I do love to paint. So I painted this canvas yesterday afternoon.

Now my Mum will like it, but I do not, it’s a complete cheat, a fraud! It was one of those kits that supplies the paint and tells you how to mix the perfect shade and where to put it. It’s a no-brainer – fun.. but not my work. I just ‘coloured’ it in.

I like these ones better from a while back… because I painted them myself freehand, and if you were wondering, those 2 ‘special’ ladies who were the recipients of my paintings, were both of my Grandmothers; My Nanna and my Oma. My Nanna’s painting remained on her wall till today.

But… it did the trick. It kept me busy without straining any muscle in my foggy brain. Yup that’s the trick – keep busy.

So I thought I’d go into work today, as much as I wanted to stay curled up in my bed I made myself rise, shower and go through the motions of getting to work.

I didn’t realise I would be greeted with this:

 
And today I would spend most of the day cleaning, thinking that maybe I should have stayed in bed after all. The ceiling/roof had lifted again during the Saturday night storms and left the shop and the workroom in an awful state. It’s all secured now, the blokes from GBSC spent a great deal of time battening it all down to be sure it’s safe but looks like we will be getting ourselves a new ceiling! Know what that means? Yup! More work! As if we haven’t had enough already.

Oh well… it’s only dust… and it kept us very busy all day!

What were the must-have toys when you were a kid?

For me it was dolls. I loved dolls… and for a kid in the 70’s I had a lot of dolls. I think the count was 27. (and there’s my Mum telling ME not to spoil my kids.. pfft.. the apple doesn’t fall far Ma.. )

For my brother it was matchbox cars and Lego. Oh boy did he have some Lego.. and cars come to think of it. Tray upon tray of them. Mum!  

I wonder what your ‘toy choice’ says about you? I did enjoy Lego, I liked building and being creative… but only for so long.. and the cars? Well, the coolest things about them to me were the colours, but to my brother they were his world. The dolls were my babies… and I loved them, dressed them, talked to them and ‘fed’  the babies. Much of my childhood was consoling my barbies, who spent a lot of time crying about their boobs… somehow they all got ‘pushed in’… and I think that my little brother spent some time playing with my dolls too.

So, I like babies, my brother likes cars and boobs. Simple.

My kids are living in this techno world, where everyone in the entire world (except me of course) has a iphone an ipad an ipod. They tap and swipe away, learning at an alarming rate. They are amazing and they have amazing toys. They have so much available to them it’s hard to see what the ‘must-have’ would be. Aside from the electronic toys, I would say Lego is the biggest favourite for my boys, it’s been this way since the Duplo years right through to the Meccano years… where as my girl has always been ‘baking’, from pretend kitchens to playdough cakes, mud pies and glorious concoctions from the garden. As soon as she was old enough she was helping in the real kitchen and inspires me to get back in there are bake too.

My 365 photos are based on what my kids ‘must-have’ toys would be.

There’s one in every crowd 166 / 365
Child #2 and I made Cake Pops today! Chocolate cake balls covered in candy melts and white chocolate! Mmm.

Cake Pops

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chomp chomp 167 / 365
and today we chomped on them! Oh they were good!

Cake pop chomped on

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lego Man 165 / 365
My Lego loving boys found their old box of Duplo and made me something special… a Mega Minifig. The little Lego man is standing on his foot.

Lego Man Maxi Minifig

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tell me… what was your  ‘must-have’ toy from when you were a kid?

Stalking Cat

This made me laugh out loudly tonight… just HAD to share.
Watch this.

Freaky cats… they just make life fun!
Enjoy your weekend! xx

He does a mean Michael Jackson

If you drive past me and I don’t notice you… it’s because I have Michael Bublé singing to me… very… loud. Sorry ’bout that. I love driving home from work these days… not just because I finally get to go home to my lovelies, but because Michael sings to me and his band plays just for me.

Miss L and I were lucky enough to share a weekend earlier this year and take some time off to spend some time together and see Michael Bublé in concert at The Sandalford Winery. We both love the Bublé.

I snuck my camera past security and was waiting for the police to come carry me away as I clicked each shot.. but they didn’t. I was well hidden amongt 30,000 other fans. But I HAD to get a photo.. it’s what I do! And I HAD to get one good one for my 365 project. HAD to. Mmm, wonder if that’d stand up in court? Me thinks not.

Michael Buble concert Australia

oh… and the man can DANCE! He does a mean Michael Jackson. What a brilliant concert.

So, I just wanted you to know if you drive past me and hear my base speakers boom booming in my car… it is most definately not rap music… but most probably Michael Bublé. Sorry ’bout that.

Who do you listen to in your car?

 

Learn to Pick Your Battles

k, this is seriously funny!
Go read this now.
http://thebloggess.com/2011/06/and-thats-why-you-should-learn-to-pick-your-battles/

Too funny huh? I think we could be the very best friends ever! If only we weren’t in different countries. Haha. I love how she writes, I love to read it, and wish I could be so bold… but alas no. I am not bold. Not bold as brass like she is. Knock knock.. TOO FUNNY! but I just can’t do it. (haha… rolls away laughing) Oh she is wicked.

So… this week the shop has seen some Prima come and some Prima go… we have had restock of all our A4 invitation lines. I have been ordering so many new lovely ranges that Kira is a little concerned where it all is going to go. No fear.. we will fit it in like we always have (somewhere). Our sales are still on till the end of the month and slowly the racks are emptying. Most of the punches are gone now, just a couple left, so our main line is Martha Stewart with more of her punches arrving next week. Love those border punches. Just sayin’.

Last weekend my family was invited to our friends’ farm to see the lambs. Oh.. so beautiful! I treasure days like that.. out with my kids, chatting, laughing and seeing them experience new things… like riding on the back of a ute (shh… not allowed to do that) and patting a week old lamb, talking to an ancient sheep and chasing birds… and seeing through the scope of a shotgun. Things my kids will remember for a long time what a lovely afternoon we had, we really did, in so many ways. Being my first day off this school holidays (Sunday) I took my camera along to try to catch up on my 365 project. I got some lovely shots. Here are some to share.

Hey Ewe! 160 / 365
Mammas and Babies are everywhere you look on our friends’ farm this weekend. Love these black-faced sheep with their little black babies, mostly twins!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Little Beau Peep has lost his sheep 158 / 365
and there is one snuggled up!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Baa Baa Black Sheep 159 / 365
Have you any wool?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mary had a little Lamb 161 / 365
he even looks like he is smiling, comfortable in her arms.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I hope you all have a wicked weekend!

Catching up

Last night  my body said “enough is enough”, and gave up on me. I couldn’t function anymore, dizzy and ill  (no sympathy required… all self-inflicted from lack of sleep)  I went to bed at 7pm ( I know… crazy!!!) and I slept for 14 hours straight. All better now! Now that I have caught up on sleep I could spend some time catching up on other things, like my 365 photos and some scrap classes.

I managed another 2 layouts for class today. Doing a little happy dance as Term 3 is looking pretty good!  Emily finished off some for the school holidays and they look great! Have  look at the kids class wall when you are next in the shop. These can also be kitted as ‘beginner classes’ for you if you like. Just put your order in!

I’ll leave you tonight with a couple more 365 entries.

I’m trying to sleep here  132 / 365
My old man cat #2 is being ever so patient with me, he knows if he just closes his eyes, eventually I’ll just go away.
I’ve followed him around the front yard to get a photograph of him, and I think this “angry cat look” is the funniest, he is just a teddybear really, so this look is hilarious. I love how he has tucked both his paws in upside down.
I'm trying to sleep here by scrapnyak

Glorious rain 133 / 365
to wash away the dirt and dust, but not the webs which I can still see. The shining droplets caught my eye in the garden and I love the bokeh on the other leaves in this shot.
Glorious rain by scrapnyak

Have a great day!

Recall a favourite food from a restaurant in your town

 Oh this one is dead easy for me.

But then I think you’d all have to agree… it’s not just about the food. It’s the experience. Can you recall a favourite food from a restaurant in your town?

I think if I had some of that on a plate right here, right now… it wouldn’t taste as good. It’s like “mamma’s cooking”, and it’s not just because of the way it looks, smells or tastes. No-one can replicate Mamma’s cooking, because it’s not just about the cooking.  It’s about being home, loved and cared for, in Mammas kitchen. It’s the experience. The feeling.

My favourite food is just that… a feeling… a time gone by. I remember back when I was about 17 in Geraldton. Andrew and I had been dating for some time now and we headed for the same nook, in the same little café every lunch time that we could steal some time together. We couldn’t get enough of each other, and even though we were living together by then, we still met at lunchtime as often as we could. And we would go to “The Pancake Chef”. Our town of Geraldton lost something dear when Rod and Nola left that little business. Years later I met up with them again, and they cheerfully remembered us as one of their “courting couples”. How funny – how terribly sweet that they actually had a name for us. That they remembered us.

I remember their pancake, the one I would always order. A hot savoury chicken ham and cheese… with the yummy white sauce with bits in it… oh divine! So fluffy. So perfect. So wonderful. And I would sit there with the love of my life… order the ‘large’ and totally enjoy it. Holding hands in the little secluded booth with red seats, sipping on homemade milkshakes. What a wonderful time in our lives… at the Pancake Chef!

Letterpress fun

Found these letterpress Prints for sale at Etsy by Sapling Press by the talented Lisa Krowinski.

dear twilight fans, letterpress card

dear fork, letterpress card

dear noah. letterpress card

Too funny. If you were to write your own press letter… what would it say?

I love my Mum

Mother’s Day tomorrow… and that’s the day you show your Mum how much you love her, but I love her just as much today and tomorrow and the next and the next. I am one of the luckiest girls in the world who has a wonderful Mum who is loving and supportive and close by. I am ready for Mother’s Day tomorrow.. have her gift all wrapped and ready. Can’t show you what it is… she might peek here. Truth is I didn’t take photo of it unwrapped. I am sure she will like it. No bouquets this year, no Hallmark card, just handmade stuff. I am also sure she will like that too.

My Mum will smile tomorrow, but I wanted to leave you with a smile now too.

Here is one of my favourite clips… seen it before I know… but never fails to make me smile. Enjoy. xx

Happy Star Wars Day

May the 4th be with you. If you don’t get this… then, ahem… sorry and excuse my nerdiness. (oh and feel sorry for me living with so many boys). If you do get it… laugh along with me. I saw this on the 365 project site I visit and just had to repost it.. then went looking for a photo to add to it. I just knew I had some images on my computer somewhere.

This is the set up and photography of child # 4. He takes after his Mamma in the photography department… he takes after his Papa in the dork department (Star Wars)

So…

May the 4th be with you!

and my 365 updates…

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All together now…

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JUMP!
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Cake time

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Ice cream cake is a favourite in our household! Happy birthday #2. xx
 
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Girls

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It’s a beautiful thing to have such lovely friends. My girl was lucky enough to have 3 of her friends come and share her birthday with her today. These girls are such lovely kids, and it’s a pleasure having them in our home. Happy, funny gorgeous girls! And for a change I wasn’t outnumbered by BOYS!
 
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New things…

I feel new things coming my way… fresh new things. I feel happy and excited, with a hundred ideas in my head and I can’t wait to share.

I have been looking around for some links for this blog, to share some of my favourite designers and bloggers. This has to be my first! Love this canvas… made by Patricia.

When I get a blog roll… she will be on it! I love her use of Glimmermist, can’t wait to get some of that Glam too! This canvas is excellent and not only do I LOVE the saying on it… I love how colourful the lettering is. Now it’s got me thinking my next canvas might have stamping on it instead of painting.. uh oh… another project to do.

You can visit Patricia Komara at http://plkomara.blogspot.com/

I also think I might need to buying one of these…

Who says advertising doesn’t pay? God he’s hunky! I’d buy whatever he’s peddling.

And here is a little something I have been working on lately for our Wednesday Cardmaking Class. I do love tulips!

Enjoy your day.