Change of Address

So, my blog is imported to my new site: ScrapBookSpot. See you there!

Stay Tuned, my non-existent audience...

Brian is encouraging me to move my blog to my own domain....with a super-exciting new WordPress template. Been on blogger for a long time though. Should be interesting.

Oh dammit...

It's amazing to me that whenever something I really want is finally available from these super-fickle scrapbook manufacturers, I never have the $$$ to get one. and you know, it won't be around next month. Even when they sell out of something, it seems like they are a one-run business. Yet, there are very odd exceptions, like the widely panned Making Memories tag curler is still out there, everywhere, though it is practically useless and WAY over priced.

{big sigh}

just my little rant for the day!

Blue Eyed Beauty

I think I jinxed myself with my last post because yesterday, Georgie managed to take the coffemate to the next level. He very quickly and quietly got a brand new bottle out of the fridge, took it into the living room, and spilled a giant puddle of it in the middle of the carpeting. Now I am not a big fan of carpeting in the first place, but the carpet and padding soaked up a TON of that sticky white goo. I spent the next hour going over and over the spot with the carpet cleaner when a few towels would have picked it right up off of a tile or wood floor.

Why does anyone put carpeting in at all anymore? Particularly if they are going to rent out the home? It looks like hell, picks up everything off of shoes and is impossible to keep clean. We've already cleaned the carpet TWICE in four months and that's with a no shoes and no food rule.

As for George, he is now fenced off from the kitchen. Between his refrigerator exploits and trying to kill himself on the table and chairs, there was no other option.

The Invincible Stage

This boy is into EVERYTHING and I mean, EVERYTHING. We had a strap on the fridge, but it has worn off and Brian found the dude drinking the Coffeemate the other day. Since then he's discovered Hershey's Syrup, so he's off Coffemate for now.

Sad, but True

When Brian and I got engaged, we knew that we weren't going to have a church wedding and we also didn't want to rent some VFW hall or something. I don't remember whose idea it was, but we actually got the owner's blessing to have our wedding at Taliesin West. It was an unbelievable offer, but at the time, we just didn't have the money to pay for a caterer and everything else that would be necessary. Even with very low wedding expectations, (my first wedding was in a courthouse and we had a giant sub afterwards) I couldn't imagine the embarrassment of having a low-brow wedding in such an opulent, gorgeous setting.

If I had the decision to make all over again, maybe I would have done whatever it took to pull it off...

Babushkas on the Brain

So, while perusing the latest issue of Creating Keepsakes magazine, I was reminded that I have been lusting after these cute stamps of Russian Babushka Dolls, but cannot fathom that I would really have any use for them. Off I went on an internet search for a simple line drawing for Babushka Dolls that I might color or embellish myself and found this adorable fabric from Holland House Fabric:



and this fun print from the Keep Calm Gallery:



but I really hit the jackpot when I found this wonderful blog: Tolka, written by Liz Cox, an artist in the Netherlands. It was just what I needed tonight to distract me from a long, crappy day.

Nifty Gifty

A brown truck brought me this lovely quilt today. My mom makes them by hand...probably about one a year and I finally got a new one! I've gotten a few cast-offs and a really great one that she made me when I was a kid, but this is the first one that is just for me as an adult. The photo doesn't do it justice...all that stitching! It was a total surprise. I can't wait to buy new sheets and such to go with it. Wheeeee!