The boys have gotten big, but they were awfully cute back in 2003. See if you can tell who is in these pictures!
Mini Monday at Midnight...almost! These cards are starting to pile up!
Tinkerbell had the day off at Disneyland and Grumpy took her place!
This late posting for Mini Mondays seems to get later and later...better late than never!
Now available for your printing pleasure...a little bit of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland!
It is a given: Mini pads of paper work great for cards. The smaller patterns and size lend themselves to smaller projects. Besides, if I am going to cut up a whole 12″ X 12″ sheet of paper to make a card, which is difficult for me to do, I’d better plan on making a bunch of them. However…technically speaking, I don’t have a problem cutting up a 12″ X 12″ sheet to put a small piece of it on a layout…doesn’t make any sense at all. Good news! You can use mini paper pads on layouts! Today I have chosen to work with a line from Fancy Pants…it’s the little things by Lili. I tend to being more of a minimalist when it comes to using patterned paper on most of my projects anyway, and I don’t mind to use the 6X6 sheets at all. Although I am using more of the monochromatic sheets on the “April Showers” layout, there is plenty of color in the pad, as you can see in this card… Another Mini Monday has come and almost gone. I’d like to do more cards, but now I must go and play with my new microwave. First things first! Have a good one! Share on: Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook Share via MySpace share via Reddit Share with Stumblers Tweet about
It was a pretty great day...Happy Mother's Day!
I used to be famous...in my own little world sort of way!
I came home from running an errand this afternoon to find an empty spackle bucket filled with something different…wild white roses. I always love flowers and this surprise was most welcome. To my great distress, as I was taking them out of the bucket and placing them into the vase, they began to disintegrate at the gentlest touch of my hands. After querying my boys as to their origin, and they not claiming any responsibility, I gave my husband a quick call. He explained that as he was visiting a friend earlier in the day, the gentleman remarked that his wife had planted a long row of white roses along their fence years ago (she has long since passed) and would be happy if someone would enjoy them, urging Scott to take some home for me. Scott could see that they were not really the sort for picking in the first place, and even less so because their petals were already falling so quickly, but he has a kind heart and agreed enthusiastically to take them home…to his sweetheart. And so they sit precariously on my sofa table, this very casually arranged bouquet of roses, waiting for my 19-year-old to accidentally aim the fan in the wrong direction and watch the floral snow scatter around the living room and I wonder…have I left behind anything tangible that my sweetheart will be able to
Mondays always seem to get away from me!