wish us luck (it's all about the penis)

Today is the day Jaxon will be having surgery. Circumcision to be exact. TMI? Yeah well...let's get the party started!

Circumcision is no longer a regularly practiced procedure when boys are born here. Whoever back when decided it's really not necessary and usually when people choose it, it's now for religious or personal reasons. So, you have to pay to have it done. My concern when I was pregnant was that I didn't want (my possible son) to feel different, look different, etc. etc. The doctor was like "well...most of his peers won't be, so he'll fit in just fine". She was quite blase about the whole thing and I felt like this really wasn't a big deal. And I'm sure for lots of little boys it's not.

I guess J didn't play with his enough or who knows what to make the skin fall back on its own, naturally. I don't have a penis (really!!??) so I have no clue what's supposed to happen. We have all girls in our family, even the rest of the kids, so we really didn't know what to do with a boy at all! Along the way we've learned funny and super helpful tips like "make sure when you're putting the diaper on you face the penis down and don't let it lie upwards". Why? So the pee doesn't travel up along the onesie all the way to his neck. Yes. Thanks.

We've tried for over a year now to help Jaxon get that darn skin back with this medicated lotion to stretch the skin and it's been a long road. There's been an infection, there's been pain, and we're done. The pediatric urologist recommended at his last visit that we operate.

I have mixed feelings about it, but when I heard a story of a friend's 13 year old relative needing circumcision, I realized I really don't want any of us to be dealing with this over the course of his life. It will hopefully be not too traumatic, and will take care of the problems once and for all. Of course, surgery comes with side effects and it's hard to know that my little baby boy will be put to sleep and cut and completely in someone (several someones, in fact) else's care for at least an hour...complete strangers. It will all be fine, I know. But I'd totally appreciate some kind thoughts of us, praying...whatever it is that you do. Thanks much...I'll update later. Mwah!

are klutzes born?

or bred? I'm a full-on, total 100% complete klutz. I always have bruises. I often hit my head. Or my hand on a door frame as i'm walking through or elbow on a wall or stub my toe on just about anything including the flat ground I walk on. I spill things and drop things, but it's mostly self-abuse that I'm about. J is a total klutz too. I think he spills a drink at least once a day. And I don't know what to do. It's almost becoming comical. Tonight it was a nearly-full can of sprite. Onto the area rug in the living room. Don't worry - we're nothing fancy here and I really don't care all that much about the rug. But whether it's water or milk or juice or the occasional pop...I'd really rather it just stayed on the table.

In other news, kindergarten is going quite wonderfully. At least I think it is. J seems happy. Mind you, when I ask him what he did in kindergarten today, the answer is usually the same(ish). "I don't really know". "You don't know what you did today in school?" "I just can't talk about it. I just don't want to talk about that anymore." Oh. Well excuuuuse me!

Oh.
My.
Goodness.
How I love this boy.
Just this very minute, you know what he said to me?
"Mama?"
"Yes sweetie"
(sigh) "Oh nevermind"
"what is it?"
"oh.....I'm just sorry I spilled my sprite. Mama are you mad at me?"

melting
my
heart
right
now.

So, we're adjusting alright to the new schedule. Read: I'm adjusting alright. I think I'm the only one with issues about change and adjustments.

It's very Mondayish around here. Our receptionist at work is quitting. Honestly...I feel exhausted just thinking about it. I've thought a lot lately about back in the day when we were such a solid, small group and worked together so well. I'm the only one left and it's hard to even think about the hiring process and training process and just....ugh. What can I say...it was a Mondy through and through.

I'm going to pour myself a glass of cab sauv and sink into a hot bath. Have a good steam, put the kid to bed, and get ready for a couple hours of scrapping and Project Runway at 10:00. Actually, that sounds like kind of a heavenly end to a very Mondayish Monday.

back to the dares

and it feels so good.

our dare this week was sponsored by the fiskateers. check them out...too cute. crafting ambassadors...whodathunkit!? we played with some heidi grace stuff. it was really fun (and kinda challenging!) to mess around with some "girly" type stuff. i've been drawn away from pinks lately, which i normally love. i will have to remember to get back to it more.

and it's friday!!!! i love fridays. i'm going to scrap up a storm this weekend. and maybe clean a little bit. happy friday all!

where have i been?

No, really, I'm asking. I mean, busy, I guess? Had nothig to say, I guess? Hmmm. Oh well. Taking a break is never a bad thing. I *have* been pretty busy and sick and working and appointments and all that jazz.

I've been scrapping a TON but mostly stuff I can't really share just yet. Bummer. Note to self: do some stuff just for fun. But having a serious amount of fun with what I have been working on, which feels just SO NICE.

Oh...I stumbled upon THIS just a few minutes ago. Brand new TATTOO influenced brushes from the genius brush maker Jason Gaylor himself? HELL YEAH! (i say). Or, if I were a tad more conservative, HECK YEAH! like someone southern or with a U.S. of A accent. So cute.

Off to finish making the dinner (it's 7:16pm) that I had the best of intentions about but me & J ended up eating tuna fish sandwhiches instead because he was starving and so was I and in all reality it's not going to be done for probably another 45 minutes considering I forgot to start the rice and it's brown and brown rice takes a million years to cook.

At least Dren can have some. And at least my lunch and dinner tomorrow will be yummy.

LOVE!

sick, sad & happy all at once

So I'm sick. Got a cold. Totally hit me yesterday and I passed out about 8:30. Today I'm feeling better than yesterday but I sound way worse. Go figure. Dosed up on Dayquil today, and while it's not quite as effective as Tylenol Cold and Flu, at least I'm vertical. Sinus colds in the summer suck. Also our whole house is infected. Ick.

Sad & Happy at the same time. Weird huh? But I'm sure it's totally normal. (as if I have to assure myself that my feelings are "normal" when what is "normal" anyway and I never pretended to be "normal" a day in my life.

But I digress...I suppose the Dayquil might have something to do with me going off on a philisophical tangent...let's not shall we? OK then.)

So. Jaxon started kindergarten yesterday. But yesterday wasn't the first real kindergarten day. Because the parents and kids basically met the teacher, they got a "welcome to kindergarten" award, name tags, and coloured a poster that said "Today is my first day of kindergarten" and got their photos taken with said poster. We learned the rules of kindergarten, were told to bring a change of clothes and healthy snacks, stayed for 45 minutes and all parents and children went on their merry way. All of this happened at 11:00am...perfect timing for working parents I might add...I feel grateful and lucky to have a somewhat flexible job where I can do this sort of thing with my kid. It was totally fun.

Today was the first "official" day of kindergarten. The door to the classroom stayed closed until it was time, and then when we got to the door Ms. Sran nicely but firmly said "Kids only today, no parents!" with a big smile on her face. My heart sort of leapt into my throat. Slight panic set in. We can't even enter the classroom now? What about all the instructions I have for you about the daycare teacher picking him up after the hour was done? What about this plastic bag I have full of clothes that you told us to bring? He can't walk away from me without his spiderman lunch bag...he needs to remember to take it when the daycare teacher picks him up! Will you remind him? I only had about 17 seconds to spit this out (in a much calmer manner than I was feeling in my head and heart and tummy). While we had been waiting for the door to open, Jaxon had sweetly whined/whispered "mama will you stay with me? why can't you stay with me? i want you to stay with me!". At that point I had been the strong one. Once that door opened and the teacher spoke, he was all "bye mama!" as the lure of the fresh new classroom pulled him in. I was happy about that, and at the same time, as I walked away, I couldn't believe we were here already. I called Dren and left him a message about how our baby was growing up and could he believe it and I was sad and happy all at once. I want Jaxon to grow up well-adjusted and happy of course, but transitions (huge transitions) like this make me a little bit unsure and sentimental. I'll do my best to help him make it through, and in time everything will get easier for me as well...I know that.

As I drove to work I thought about the little book I started last month for the Memory Creators newsletter front page project. The title of the book is "Jaxon starts school" and it's an altered board book that I gessoed and painted and have begun to embellish. I am definitely going to put this to good use. As well as recording his changes, accomplishments, and trials during this time, I'm going to make sure to add mine as well. And I'm thinking it might just help ease my soul.

hell yes.

project runway season 3 premiered on the life network last night in canada.
i am relieved (SO RELIEVED) to be out of my miserable suffering due to being completely and utterly deprived for the last several weeks while my girls in the US chatter about show details making me completely insane.
project runway is back.
this show makes me happy and crazy inspired.
and it's back in canada (yo).
hell yes.

inspired

love saturday.
sipping on hot dark coffee w/ lots of milk.
4 kids in the living rooms making lots of noise.
sunshine.
going for brunch @ lolita's with friends.
read mg's blog this morning and was reminded about the new garden blooming.
i LOVE the amount of inspiration found there. and i'm only halfway through page 2.
theme = art = happy gen :)
i'll be back later to soak up some more and feel the need to scrap.
although i should really clean my room and the bathroom first.
the afternoon will be filled with some of my favourite things to do on a summer day:
family
friends
cleaning (not kidding...i do love it)
sudoku
cold cider
being inspired
scrapping
good food
so happy this saturday.

onwards, forwards, & scrapping

Thanks for your kind comments & support. The woman probably does belong in a loony bin somewhere, and yes, many people who have heard the story suggested punching her. Let me tell you that at the time I just barely resisted. Next time I'll be sure to put some phone calls in to my best SCRAPPIN buddies! God I love you guys.

SO...onwards, forwards and yay for scrappy goodness in the form of my monthly kit from Memory Creators (aka MC)!

You know, when I first started on a DT for a kit club, I struggled. It was difficult for me to scrap my style, without being influenced by the "matchyness" that is a kit. Tons of people love that...and kudos to them. Me? Not so much. I'm not a matchy scrapper...to say the least. But for many months now, I have relished the little box of goodness that comes to my door step and opened it with artsy anticipation...wondering and imagining what possibilities it might hold this month. I like using the supplies in different ways...using bits and pieces in my OWN way. I've learned to take it as a creative challenge...how can you use this kit to make layouts and projects that are YOU? I love it.

So here's what I did last night with the September kit from MC. Lots more to come. Yipee!

what went down

ok. So "life-altering" may have been a bit dramatic and misleading. But, I do hope that what happened will help change my life and I really do believe that's possible. At the wedding this weekend, I had been (quite lovingly) roped into doing the bride's hair and makeup AND taking photographs. I am by no means anywhere even remotely so a professional, but Dee says that she likes the photos I take and that they just couldn't afford a professional, especially on such short notice. I told her there were no guarantees and that she best be telling every Tom Dick and Harry to bring their cameras too. But honestly, I had SO much fun.

We got to the hotel where they had a block of rooms reserved at about 12:30. We chilled for a bit, did some sudoku (i GET it now!!!!), ironed our clothes and that sort of miscellaneous stuff. Around 2:00pm, we headed up to the bride & groom's room. Gorgeous, looking out over a harbour (I think it was a harbour, anyway) and started the preparations. Bride's hair into rollers, lingerie tried and altered just slightly with a needle and thread. Dress, wrap and shoes shown off. Champagne popped. There were 5 of us, including the bride. It was just FUN. Enter maid of honour. Hmmm. Same stiff appearance as when I had met her on Thursday. Oh well, it's all good...we'll get her warmed up.

3 of the girls left, and I and the MOH (maid of honour, from this point forward) stayed. The MOH was getting herself ready...doing her makeup and primping. I was getting the bride's makeup done as well as my own, and jumping into my dress at the last minute. The bride had a minor panic attack and I helped her through that...calm thoughts, breathing, "woooooo-saaahhhh" (Bad Boys, anyone?). Brother and Father of the Bride appear to drive us to the house on the lagoon (also known as house of Mother of the Groom and Stepfather of the groom). MOH leaves to go back to her room; she will go with her husband to the ceremony. We arrive at the house on the lagoon. Still as gorgeous as I remember. Photos galore, bride still in curlers, dress goes on, hair comes out, girls come visit, makeup gets touched up, shawlwrap thingy goes on. We're ready.

It was a beautiful ceremony. I took hundreds of photos. I need to, because I take lots that are blurry (see freestyle blog challenge lol). Fast forward. Everyone was having a blast, including me. The food was yummy, but I didn't eat quite enough.

Later in the evening, things went a tad south. The MOH figured a way to literally get me cornered in the bedroom where the girls had been getting ready before the ceremony. I didn't even realize until later that it really was something she PLANNED. The conversation that ensued was one of the most bizarre that I've ever had in my entire life. Without going into all the minute details, she had come to the conclusion that I was mad at her and jealous of her because she was the MOH and not me. I did try to tell her that I understood perfectly well that they had known eachother for 18 or so years and that she was one of Dee's dearest friends and that I was totally fine with that. She didn't buy it.

I did pretty well during the "conversation", which was really more about her bringing up topics to have me say something that she could then argue with me about or put me down or dig into me with a comment. I realized that she was obviously a miserable person herself, that she obviously has issues that I'm not even aware of, that somehow she thought that not getting along with me would serve her in some way. I stayed calm, rational, and pleasant.

We were interrupted by a very nice young family member and I was ever so grateful. She left the room, and I spoke with one of the groom's younger cousins for a little while. Then, I proceeded to spill red wine onto my makeup bag, which was closed, but happened to be sitting on the groom's mother's bed. On that bed? An heirloom-ish type quilt that "Aunty Nancy" had made. The whole family has one. OH. MY. GOD. In walks the MOH. OH. GREAT. She pretended at that point to be VERY helpful, trying to find mineral water for me and the like. I dabbed and prodded, but the majority of the red wine would not budge. In walks the groom's mother. She quickly pulls the quilt off the bed and says "my Aunty Nancy made this for me!" and whisks it out of the room and away from me.

I took a few deep breaths, gathered my belongings from the room into one bag (just in case I had to make a mad dash for the exit), and went to go find the groom's mother. I couldn't find her. All of a sudden, with all that had happened, in such a short amount of time, a feeling of totally sadness overcame me. I was tired, I had tried so hard to do my best and make this day special for my friends, and I was just sad. I went to find Dee who was dancing, and quickly spit out how I had spilled wine on the quilt, and the tears came. She had a slightly astonished expression on her face. Totally understandable. I could have handled either of those situations...NO PROBLEM. But not both of them one right after another, and not on that day. And especially when one involved someone just being so incredibly mean and rude without any reason whatsoever. Through the tears that would not stop by that point (and I mean, I really really tried), I told her the story in short format. Another friend had gone to get the groom's mother to tell her that I had been looking for her and couldn't find her and was really upset. She found us, and although I could tell she was upset, told me not to worry and to come and have a good time. We left the MOH and the bride talking. Unfortunately, I just couldn't really get it together after that and we ended up leaving.

The next day (Sunday) was travel day back to the mainland. We missed our ferry due to me screwing up our reservation. Go me. Yes, I almost cried as I begged them to let us on. We had to wait one sailing, but at least we got home that day. We hung at the terminal with two other friends that missed the 12:55 sailing as well and laughed and joked about the evening before and I got a ton of support for what had happened.

Monday, I felt a case of the Mondays for sure. No friends around, hadn't talked to Dee yet, and was back at work after a very emotionally up and down weekend. I got home and Dee came knocking on my door with a glass of red wine. "I just came to bring this...and also to say I'm SO SORRY for what happened on Saturday". We talked, and I felt soooo much better. I was glad to hear about how she had not let it affect her night. I was appalled to hear that the MOH's behaviour all night towards everyone who crossed her path was totally awful. She made poor impressions all around. I felt sad for that and for Dee, who had trusted her friend to stand up for her.

It really hurt that someone could just be so MEAN. I do not claim to be a saint...I get angry, I yell, I might gossip from time to time. But I do not intentionally want to make people feel uncomfortable, upset, or sad. And THAT is what I mean by life-altering. Having something like this happen TO me, completely out of my control, reminds me how important it is to understand what human beings can feel. Reminded me to not assume you know something about someone...not assume you KNOW someone, without getting to know them. Yes, it sucked to have my feeling hurt like that. But I suppose it was worth it to get that reminder and re-learn a lesson we learn as children.

I know this post went on and on (and on) but it did feel good to get it all out. I won't re-read it just yet...and so I can only hope that it's somewhat intelligible and that I didn't leave out a plot-altering scene...;) And yes, parts of this are already appearing somewhat funny to me...and will probably get funnier as time wears on. Especially considering the gift that came from ME (and 4 other people, but forget them!) SCRATCHED the CRAP out of their dining room table!!!!

Be kind. As best you can. To those you love, to strangers....to human beings.

what matters

i had an insane weekend.
insanely fun,
insanely sad,
insanely tiring,
insanely life-altering.

i will post more. absolutely.
i have decided i do want to share about everything i experienced.
but for now, i really want to share what matters the most.
the weekend trip was about these two friends.
amazing friends.
amazing people, both of them.
i'm happy to know them,
i'm happy to have shared this with them.
i'm happy to have been there,
and lots of other people feel the same way.
the love was SERIOUSLY felt this weekend.
i'm happy about that.


and wow. were they ever gorgeous.

off we go

on a...


in the car and on the ferry
with...


and...


to see these friends get married...




it will be wonderful.
it will be beautiful.
it will be fun.

may everyone reading this have a great weekend. do something...*anything* ...just for you. something that makes you smile inside your heart and your belly. even if it can only last for 5 minutes.

q@28

i took a bunch of pix of the newest addition to the mini-album family.
they mostly suck. they're mostly blurry.
i hate that.

i'm going to take more, but who knows when i will *actually* get around to it, and at least this gives a pretty good idea of what i got up to.

last weekend, i had the opportunity to meet the creative genius behind this company at ruby dog's 2nd birthday event. even the name of christina's company is cool. (and it just so happens to be part of her last name)(oh, and she's super sweet as well as talented and smart)(and their revamped website kicks butt...so much going on). i got some goodies to play with...2 lines of yummalicious paper, and brand-spanking new chipboard tags. oh me oh my be still my beating heart. they SCREAMED mini book (of course, hello!!??) but i look forward to having fun with all the shapes for some time to come. fun fun FUN.

for this book i used almost all (maybe all!?) the tags in the set to make a multi-shape, multi-size fun cute mini tag book. at first i wasn't sure how it would turn out because of the fact that the shapes are so all over the place, but i ended up loving the result. i've also used bits from both lines of paper, and to be honest, not a whole lot else. i chose a bunch of quotes that i'm loving right now to fill the book with. the "title" is q@28 which would stand for Quotes at 28. imagine that!!

here's what i've managed to photograph so far that is actually legible. more to come if i can ever photograph it when there's enough light and not fool myself into thinking that the pictures i'm getting are good and decent and in focus when they're actually totally not. alright then. over and out.

sneak a peek

of what kept me up til 1am...
but still isn't finished...

love/hate

getting inspired and feeling scrappy at work!
makes me wanna go HOME.
but i can't. gotta work.
it's 12:53. 3 more hours.
then home.
get scrappy.
yeah babies.
yeah.
can't wait!

inspo found up close and personal

here we go!
[be warned: there are a ton of pix: i couldn't help it]
**eta: they're kinda huge and going over the sidebar thingy but i have to go make dinner so i don't really care and i'm not going to fix it. so there. :P

if you want specifics on any of the product or whatever just lemme know...it's a bit much to list everything :)











































uhm...did i already mention that i LOVE mini albums?

inspiration found

i just managed to read a few blogs for the first time in what feels like forever. now i wanna scrap. but i can't because my eyeballs are on fire from being on the damn computer all day. i'm going to read j a story and i'm SURE pass out while reading, but i just wanted to come and post something scrap-related because well...i'm in a scrappy mood!

this is the project i did for this month's dt inspiration challenge at MC...i had WAAAY too much fun with this (ie: it took me a long time...several appointments with myself and it at the scrap table over several evenings...but wow did i have a blast) and i love the idea of having a little book i can add to for all my little found bits and pieces that inspire me!

i want to try to upload some larger pix and some close-ups of detail, etc., but for now, here is the way it was presented on the site:

MINI ALBUM (the first i have *actually* completed i think!), FOUND SCHTUFF, TRANSPARENCIES GALORE....FUN!

busy no time

you know when you feel like every waking second is taken up with something, but then you also seem to have a million things still to do and you feel like you don't have time to get anything done and it's almost depressing because what you really probably need is a minute to download the poor brain? yes, well...that's me these days.

self talk #?:
remember to check in with yourself. amazing...even just writing a couple sentences on my own blog about my current state just makes me more aware...and probably way more able to change things to suit myself. right?

and ps.
thank you again for the heaps of advice on migraines. i think i nipped another one in the bud the other day. for those of you who have them, did you always get them or did they start at a certain point in your life?

oh yeah!

i have a blog!
no, really, i haven't forgotten...just been sidetracked (and busy).

thank you all SO much for your advice re: migraines.
seriously helpful.
such a common problem, which just sucks!

LSS (aka Last Scrapper Standing) is kickin my butt. It's taking a lot of time, but WOW are there some awesome pages coming out of it! It is a pleasure to be looking through them, becoming inspired, reading journalling and seeing some really unique and crazy ways to journal on photos. Love it!

Work is going to be a bit wacky for the next week or so. We'll be short-staffed, which means yours truly gets to pick up slack. Unfortunately, being here for 6ish years means I'm the only one who knows how to do everyone else's job. GREAT. In other words, I will be looking forward to the weekend with all my might.

Speaking of the weekend, I'll be visiting the Vancouver Art Gallery with mum on Friday evening. I'm really looking forward to it. Haven't been spending nearly enough time with her, and well, the art gallery? hello! It's a show that I've wanted to see for a while, too.

And I shall leave you with a funny tale. Well, hopefully you'll find it as funny as I did.

I'm not a huge fan of slang and swearing. Whoa...wait a second. Back the bus UP. I AM a fan of slang and swearing *but* I'm not a fan of teaching it to my child. I totally respect the English language (like, totally). I love to read, I did very well in English in school, I love to use big words when I fight with Dren (kidding, sort of...really, they just come out), and I want my child to learn the language properly. Dren: not so much. He gives everything nicknames, he's constantly mis-pronouncing things, doesn't make spelling a huge priority, sings when he should be talking, and reads stories in totally bizarre tones (and we're not talking giving characters voices of their own...we're talking really random and odd inflections and running words and sentences together when they shouldn't be and emphasizing in strange places). So. Enter "winkler". Yes, "winkler" is the sometimes name for the penis in my house. Since we have had issues with Jaxon's winkler (I won't go into details now) that make it necessary to talk about it daily...well, we talk about it daily. OK then.

Last night, we are reading "Up, Up, Down" by none other than the fabulous Munsch-meister. There is one part where the daddy falls on his bottom. The picture *kinda* looks like perhaps his pants might be pulled down since the "painful" area is highlighted in a slightly fleshy tone. WELL. 4.75 year olds think bottoms are VERY funny, and of course this leads into an interruption of the story and a small spelling lesson.
J: awwww (smile, giggle, kinda-growlish-embarrased sound)...how do you thpell BOTT...
no no no!!! how do you thpell WINKLER!???
me: you mean penis?
J: ya! how to you thpell penith?
me: P-E-N-I-S
J: awwwww (same kinda sound...giggle, laugh...snort).
then:
"The penith ith a very important part."

you got that right buddy!

sick

anyone get migraines?
i think that's what happened.
if so, i've NEVER had a migraine like that.
this headache got worse and worse...
went to bed, up in the night sick to my stomach.
mixture of waking and sleeping and puking from 10:00pm last night until 1:00pm today.
i think i'm on the mend now.
i've been wanting to scrap all week, but can't seem to get enough sleep.
maybe i just had a bug?
dren of course has been wonderful
totally ON parenting (ie: i have had to do NOTHING)
went to see about special migraine pills from pharmacy
fed me toast & water & pills
brought my cell phone the bedroom so i could call if i needed anything
(he was in the living room and didn't want me to have to yell)
brought me a face-cloth to the bathroom
helped me up
tucked me in
loves me always.
such a good guy. i'm very very lucky, i know.
my plans for the rest of today:
1. take a shower
2. drink tons of water
3. clean/organize scrap stuff
4. scrap
totally layin' low. love weekends.
and it's a three day one!
here's to hoping the rest of it is sick-free.

news & stuff

1. the dares. august contest. goooood times.

2. a new kit club dt gig. sadly, leaving memories is closing. it was where i was first ever introduced to the whole online community thing and how amazing it can be. i will now be working with the monthly kits at memory creators! this is a FINE and FUN bunch of ladies. i'm SO happy to be joining them and can't wait to get my hands on the first kit!

3. i am currently fascinated/obsessed with mini books. i have been for a while, but i've only up til this point been sort of well, collecting the ones you can buy blank and decorate yourself. i just haven't done anything to them yet. well! on the weekend, i MADE one. it was super duper fun. the cover is done, and i stuck some paper on one other page inside, and now I'M stuck. but it's really cute and i love it. i just have to figure out what it's for. and i started another one (obsessed means i'm going to do this repeatedly, afterall) for a project coming up @ MC (see "memory creators" above) and i can't WAIT til it's done and i can share it.

4. i am also currently fascinated/obsessed with transparencies. like the office supply store kind. see #3 above for a hint about where you might start to see some of this transparency obsession surface in my scrapping.

5. i love white space. white space on a scrapbook layout (not mine - ha! - but other peoples') .totally catches my eye these days.

6. wondering "what's next?" for the scrapbooking/papercrafting/rubberstamping/mixedmedia/altering world. what will the next trends be? thinking i need to do a little fashion and home decor research (europe, anyone?) to see if i can see into the future a tad.

7. i need to get some stuff done, so i'm going to go do it now.

8. bye!