Don’t really feel like posting today.
But here’s something short and sweet for ya.
As you know, I’ve been scrapping like crazy lately.
CRAZY I tell ya.
I even did two more LOs today.
And it feels weird not posting them.
I’ll share one w/ you that I did on Tuesday.

It’s about my grandma…
the journaling is a little hard to read.
The typewriter was being spastic cause of all the layers.
Which, by the way, that reminds me…
I need to get a new ribbon for that sucker.

Alright.
So I’ve scrapped myself silly this week.
And I’m done now.

I haven’t done anything like that since after the SISiversary.
Which… speaking of the SISiversary….

I stole… errr, borrowed, some pics from SISters on Flickr
(thanks Sasha!)
to post here, PROVING that I WAS there. ;)
AND eating. Hmmmm….
I was like “Go head, take that picture.
I’m not gonna stop eating just so I can smile at you.”

Tomorrow is “movie day” with the kids.
Poppin popcorn. Theater lighting. The works.
The laziness is already setting in.
So yeah… that’s all I got for today ladies.
And gentlemen?
Do gentlemen read my blog?
Oh yeah-
In case you were wondering…
YES I taped two acrylic blocks together….
because it was cheaper than buying a big one.
THE END.

It seems like every time I come up on a corner, I slam my breaks and squeal my tires
trying to make the turn in time. There’s just so many garage sale signs that sneak up on me… I can’t help it!

I used to go garage saling for fun with my grandma. I actually had never gone without her until this year. She passed away last summer from cancer, and at first I was worried that it might be too emotional. I know, that sounds really pathetic- but we were really close. And garage saling was like our thing. But now I’m just going cause I’m looking for a new dresser. And I keep hoping someone’s getting rid of a vintage one, like… oh, I dunno… circa 1950? Like this one that was found on a curb! I know I’m not that lucky. But I can’t help it. I haven’t found anything worth buying… but I have found that I really don’t like garage-saling. In fact, I’m border line on despising it.

Why waste all that time and gas and still not find anything? It’s so not even worth it. I used to love visiting garage sales, but I guess what I really loved was spending time with grandma.

After attempting for a fun afternoon of hittin the sales with the kids, I decided that I needed to document the memories I have of going with grandma. I didn’t want this to be a usual scrap page. And here’s what I came up with.

I wanted to pile visual images that would conjure up memories as much as the words in my journaling. I can remember sitting at her feet with a wad of bubble gum in my mouth, watching her circle interesting looking garage sales in the newspaper. She never needed a map- she knew our city inside and out. So I used the garage sale section out of our newspaper and spray mounted it to a piece of cardboard. That was my background. Then I took plaster colored paint and brayered it onto that.

Another visual memory I have of our garage saling adventures was blue glass. She collected blue glass, and it was EVERYWHERE in her home. So I took a photo of one of the blue glass bottles that she had bought me at a sale. I blew up the photo, cut it out, and cut it in half. I outlined around it on the background, and then stamped “with grandma” in white and scribbled “garage saling” with an orange pen. After I cemented down the half of the blue bottle, I journaled in the other half. This was really fun to make, and now I’ll always have this piece of art to remind me of our special times together.
It seems like every time I come up on a corner, I slam my breaks and squeal my tires
trying to make the turn in time. There’s just so many garage sale signs that sneak up on me… I can’t help it!

I used to go garage saling for fun with my grandma. I actually had never gone without her until this year. She passed away last summer from cancer, and at first I was worried that it might be too emotional. I know, that sounds really pathetic- but we were really close. And garage saling was like our thing. But now I’m just going cause I’m looking for a new dresser. And I keep hoping someone’s getting rid of a vintage one, like… oh, I dunno… circa 1950? Like this one that was found on a curb! I know I’m not that lucky. But I can’t help it. I haven’t found anything worth buying… but I have found that I really don’t like garage-saling. In fact, I’m border line on despising it.

Why waste all that time and gas and still not find anything? It’s so not even worth it. I used to love visiting garage sales, but I guess what I really loved was spending time with grandma.

After attempting for a fun afternoon of hittin the sales with the kids, I decided that I needed to document the memories I have of going with grandma. I didn’t want this to be a usual scrap page. And here’s what I came up with:.

Well, I got some more stuff done with “paper and glue.”
Yes, that is all it is people.
Paper and glue. AND a sewing machine.
And I love it so much.
It makes me happy to create and to share with others.

Here’s what I did yesterday:

I’m still on a scrapping “high” from SISiversary.
Even with all smack goin on yesterday
from bitter people who like to stir up drama.
I had no idea this kind of drama actually happened.
Like people actually sit around and bash each other.
Bu there’s also a lot of full hearted
caring and giving people who I am SOOO glad
I’ve been able to meet through this hobby of mine.

Tina. Top of my list. Love her. Super sweet, real, fun, caring, and freaking talented.

Michelle. Hilariously fun, loving, supportive, full of life, and creative.

Amber. Sweet, real, deep, beautiful, caring, and compassionate. Oh, and creative! :)

Vanessa. Keepin it real. Fun loving, silly, sweet, beautiful, and a hella good time.

Ohhhh yess there are more people.
More girls who I think are freaking awesome
in this online community where apparently
“faux love and sunshine” reign supreme.
Whatever. I’m just here keepin in real,
sharing the stuff I love with the peeps I love.
There’s enough shit in real life
why should I spend time online
hashing it out over and over again?
Making people pissy and bringin out the claws.
Seriously. There’s better ways to spend my energy.
But yes… it’s like a wreck, hard to look away.
Okay…. I’m lookin away now.

And yaaaaalllll (yes, I said yall)….
I’m waiting for some pics of US from last weekend!
It seems like every time I come up on a corner, I slam my breaks and squeal my tires
trying to make the turn in time. There’s just so many garage sale signs that sneak up on me… I can’t help it!

I used to go garage saling for fun with my grandma. I actually had never gone without her until this year. She passed away last summer from cancer, and at first I was worried that it might be too emotional. I know, that sounds really pathetic- but we were really close. And garage saling was like our thing. But now I’m just going cause I’m looking for a new dresser. And I keep hoping someone’s getting rid of a vintage one, like… oh, I dunno… circa 1950? Like this one that was found on a curb! I know I’m not that lucky. But I can’t help it. I haven’t found anything worth buying… but I have found that I really don’t like garage-saling. In fact, I’m border line on despising it.

Why waste all that time and gas and still not find anything? It’s so not even worth it. I used to love visiting garage sales, but I guess what I really loved was spending time with grandma.

After attempting for a fun afternoon of hittin the sales with the kids, I decided that I needed to document the memories I have of going with grandma. I didn’t want this to be a usual scrap page. And here’s what I came up with:.