Monday, September 27, 2010

Monday Nite Football

Kathy over at Paper Phenomenon had a Monday nite football Ustream class tonight.  She made a cute little clutch from $1 cards and evelopes.  I didn't have cards that matched so I used pattern cardstock.  Paper is from DCWV Flower Shower and here is my project.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Finally - Not so mini baby album

This was made for a coworker of my daughter

This album came out much fatter than I had anticipated.  Seems like they always do.  Cover also needs to be stiffer than what it is but too late now.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

WINDOWS - almost done


New window - Still need to finish trim and paint touch up

Saturday, September 18, 2010




Thursday, September 16, 2010

Recent pic of daughter

My daughter - senior pic May 2009

Wednesday, September 15, 2010


This is my girl and her first horse. Originally bought for both of us....but a girl needs her own horse. And yes there is a cast on Rachels leg.

Her is my girl with her Grandpa.  Here he is 81 years old.

Here she is all ready to go on her own.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Good Morning - Who made this mess?

What does your desk look like this morning?

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Stuff - a neighbor shared this with me. Love it


When we come into this world we don't have any stuff, but come naked and we are a angry about being disturbed and taken from such a nice warm place.  Now our parents knew we were not going to have any stuff so they bought us some stuff and put it in a special room to hold our stuff.  As we grew older, we got a lot more stuff and needed dressers and closets, and places to keep our stuff.  Sometimes if our stuff got borken - we would get new stuff.  When we got to be teenagers, we got jobs and had money so we could get more stuff, and we got a lot of stuff.  Some of our stuff by that time was old, too small, or broken and so we got rid of some stuff, but quickly replaced it with more stuff.  Then we got married and brought our stuff together with another person's stuff and got a lot more stuff.  As we grew older we got better  and better jobs and promotions and boy could be buy stuff!  We got cars and boats and lake cabins and more places to put stuff.  When we retired from the office the gang at work gave us stuff to remember them by.  As we grew older our house and cabin at the lake were filled with stuff but it seemed we could always find room for more stuff.  Oh, we had some the most beautiful stuff and we even used banks and things to store some of the stuff.  We has red stuff and green stuff and big stuff and small stuff.  We had stuff in the garage, the bedroom, the living and dining rooms and lots of places.  We gave our kids more stuff and we found lots of occasions to celebrate by giving more stuff.  Then one day, much to our surprise, we died and we didn't need anymore stuff....and now someone else has to get rid of all our stuff.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Some of the paper for baby mini

Mushu - with front teeth

Mushu - mascot for a baby album

Man there are a lot of pieces to this thing.  I even cut him at 11.5".  Can not imagine how much fun it is going to be to make him at 5" .

Friday, September 10, 2010

Our HUGE farming operation

Ok all so Kathy is a city girl.  Told her we had just picked our peaches, picked the apples (gala) last week and also had raspberries.  She wanted to see pics so here they are.

Apple tree - fence is to keep dogs out or they eat all the apples before they are ripe.

Peach tree next - wind blew and lots of fruit fell.  Should have picked a week ago.

And the raspberries.  Not well tended.  The canes should be behind the wires for support.  Taste just as good either way.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Jet Max Cube/Embossing folder storage

Here is the drawer with the A2 size.
This drawer for big plates and 5x7 folders

Monday, September 6, 2010

Playroom color

Here is the color of my daycare playroom.  Not quite cricut green.  Picked this and painted it before I got my cricut

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

The furry children

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