Please have a Happy & Safe one!!! Here's some artwork by my five year old son to help celebrate!
Friday, October 31, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Boooooooo
Here's one of my Zutter Design Team projects! Hope you enjoy it!! There are instructions on how to make it at Zutter Zisters!
Want more Halloween inspiration???? Head on over to the Zutter Blog to see what the my fellow Zutter Zisters have been up to! Then hop over to the Design Team Gallery at Zutter Zisters for even more!!!
Monday, October 27, 2008
Projects
Well it seems I am blog challenged. I have trouble remembering to post, to moderate my comments and link to other sites.....Sorry!!!
I made a couple of posts in the last week about projects I completed and tried to link you to them. I fixed the links, I think. Please let me know if they're still not working.
But I'm gonna post pictures of the two projects I completed here too (just in case.......)
The first and second are from the Fiskateers Blog Post. The third is my entry in the Making Memories For You (MMFY) Scor-it Blog Challenge. Enjoy!
Tagged
I've been tagged by my good friend Jacqui
7 Random Facts about me.....
* I hate to shop for clothes and shoes
* I'm addicted to scrapping, papercrafts and crafts in general
* I used to be a Ballerina
* I'm still a Girl Scout
* My pet peeve is slow moving vehicles in the fast lane
* I have NEVER had a manicure or pedicure
* I collect old advertising memorabilia
I tag....
Sally Lynn
Fe-Fe
Pam
Lea
Amy
PinkKimmy
Nan
Here are the rules:
Link to your Tagger and list these rules on your blog.
Share 7 facts about yourself - some random, some weird.
Tag 7 people at the end of your post and link their blogs.
Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blogs.
Thanks for playing along!!!
7 Random Facts about me.....
* I hate to shop for clothes and shoes
* I'm addicted to scrapping, papercrafts and crafts in general
* I used to be a Ballerina
* I'm still a Girl Scout
* My pet peeve is slow moving vehicles in the fast lane
* I have NEVER had a manicure or pedicure
* I collect old advertising memorabilia
I tag....
Sally Lynn
Fe-Fe
Pam
Lea
Amy
PinkKimmy
Nan
Here are the rules:
Link to your Tagger and list these rules on your blog.
Share 7 facts about yourself - some random, some weird.
Tag 7 people at the end of your post and link their blogs.
Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blogs.
Thanks for playing along!!!
Friday, October 24, 2008
Discovered
Well my cover has been blown.....My covert operation for the FCIA (Fiskateers CRafting Inspiration Agency)has been revealed. You can check it out on the Fiskateers Blog HERE!!!
Monday, October 20, 2008
Woof
You Are a German Shepherd Puppy |
 Intelligent, quick witted, and a bit aggressive. You've got the jaw power to take a bite out of anyone you choose. |
What To Drink
You Are a Pumpkin Latte |
 You are always up for a celebration. You are a very festive person. You look forward to every holiday, and you are nostalgic for good times after they're over. You appreciate the small things that make life special. You love little treats. You often look at the world with childlike wonder. There's so much to enjoy! |
You Are Chardonnay |
 Fresh, spirited, and classic - you have many facets to your personality. You can be sweet and light. Or deep and complex. You have a little bit of something to offer everyone... no wonder you're so popular. Approachable and never smug, you are easy to get to know (and love!). Deep down you are: Dependable and modest Your partying style: Understated and polite Your company is enjoyed best with: Cold or wild meat |
You Are a Lime Margarita |
 Realistic and grounded, you have the energy to tackle any obstacle that stands in your way. Hyper and driven, you despise lazy behavior of all kinds... especially lazy drunks too tired to dance! |
Check Out Scrapbooks N' Stickers Site & Blog
There are lots of wonderful products at Scrapbooks N' Stickers. Check out the contest on the blog too!! Lookie Here!!
Saturday, October 18, 2008
My Blog
Your Blog Should Be Blue |
 Your blog is a peaceful, calming force in the blogosphere. You tend to avoid conflict - you're more likely to share than rant. From your social causes to cute pet photos, your life is a (mostly) open book. |
Friday, October 17, 2008
More Happenings
Fiskateers LEGEND-ary online-crop
Join Fisk-a-teer legend May #004, and all your fisk-a-friends here at the fisk-a-teer site (message baord and blog) for a LEGENDary on-line crop. The festivities will be happening Saturday October 18th from 6am - 9pm (pacific standard time) and you can drop in any time to participate.
If your a Fiskateer, don't miss it! If ya aren't....WHY NOT!
Join Fisk-a-teer legend May #004, and all your fisk-a-friends here at the fisk-a-teer site (message baord and blog) for a LEGENDary on-line crop. The festivities will be happening Saturday October 18th from 6am - 9pm (pacific standard time) and you can drop in any time to participate.
If your a Fiskateer, don't miss it! If ya aren't....WHY NOT!
Happenings
My Zutter Zister Scrappy Nan posted this on the Zutter blog:
For those of you in Southern California, I will be conducting a FREE make ‘n take tomorrow, using the new Zutter Cover-Alls (YEAH!!!) at Ever After in Oceanside. It’s a big, big, BIG day for everyone at Ever After – they are holding their annual Survivor Crop – a huge fundraiser for the Susan G. Komen Foundation. Last year, this 24-hour crop event raised over $50,000! It’s truly an amazing event. So stop by the store for the freebie. And if you want to contribute to the cause, you can make donations through Scrapbook Royalty.
Free Zutter Make ‘ n Take
Saturday, October 18 ~ 3-6PM
Ever After Scrapbooks
1954 Hacienda Drive
Tri City Pavilion 760.630-CROP (2767)
Here's the blog for Survivor Crop.
Posted by Scrappy Nan at 10:17 AM
For those of you in Southern California, I will be conducting a FREE make ‘n take tomorrow, using the new Zutter Cover-Alls (YEAH!!!) at Ever After in Oceanside. It’s a big, big, BIG day for everyone at Ever After – they are holding their annual Survivor Crop – a huge fundraiser for the Susan G. Komen Foundation. Last year, this 24-hour crop event raised over $50,000! It’s truly an amazing event. So stop by the store for the freebie. And if you want to contribute to the cause, you can make donations through Scrapbook Royalty.
Free Zutter Make ‘ n Take
Saturday, October 18 ~ 3-6PM
Ever After Scrapbooks
1954 Hacienda Drive
Tri City Pavilion 760.630-CROP (2767)
Here's the blog for Survivor Crop.
Posted by Scrappy Nan at 10:17 AM
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Join!
I love Donna Downey and she has a challenge on her blog. It reads as follows:
join the campaign for creativity!
almost everyday i get an email from someone who has either just realized their creative potential
or someone struggling to hear their inner creative voice.
i 100% believe that inspiration and possibility are everywhere...
inspiration can be found in everything we do, share and see.
the possibility is our part in manifesting it into tangible art.
all we need to do is open our hearts and eyes and listen to our creative voice.
we all have a voice.
sometimes it speaks to us in a department store, or while reading a catalog, or while walking in nature.
it is the voice that stops you and makes you look a things in a different way.
like the placemats you pass while shopping at Target that inspires your next layout design,
or the new bedding set you see in a pottery barn catalog that inspires the color pallet for your next collage painting
or the nature walk that prompts you to pick up fallen branches and twigs that inspire your next home decor project.
embracing our creative potential and letting it free to guide our art is the challenge.
believing in the power of your passion to create is the gift we all have to share.
"believe in your creative potential,
enjoy the creative process,
try something new,
explore new possibilities,
but most of all believe."
join me in this personal campaign for creativity.
and share this message with others.
i created this badge as a visual reminder to listen to our inner creative voice
please feel free to include this badge on your website or blog and email me or include your site link in the comments so that i can create a link database on my blog so others can share in your creative expression and choice to "live a life inspired. dream with possibility." everyday!
Monday, October 6, 2008
I'd Like To Share
with you something I read on a friend's blog this morning.....
PLEASE DO NOT READ UNTIL YOU HAVE A FEW MINUTES OF ALONE TIME.
I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.
She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated'.
'Oh, you're such a good boy', she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly.
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice'.
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued. 'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.
'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.
We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said
'You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said.
'Thank you.'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.
I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?
What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID, ~BUT~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.
You won't get any big surprise in 10 days if you send this to ten people. But, you might help make the world a little kinder and more compassionate by sending it on.
Thank you, my friend...
Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance.
PLEASE DO NOT READ UNTIL YOU HAVE A FEW MINUTES OF ALONE TIME.
I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.
She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated'.
'Oh, you're such a good boy', she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly.
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice'.
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued. 'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.
'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.
We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said
'You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said.
'Thank you.'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.
I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?
What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID, ~BUT~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.
You won't get any big surprise in 10 days if you send this to ten people. But, you might help make the world a little kinder and more compassionate by sending it on.
Thank you, my friend...
Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance.
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