Saturday, May 21, 2011

Playing with Philip

Hi there girls

So, I trust you all made your X for a better and brighter South Africa…… one day our ship might come in {no harm in dreaming}. I must say my voting experience was a doddle – walked in and out with just a dirty finger nail to show for my efforts. I hope this doesn’t mean good citizens where not voting!

Anyhows…. you’re either going to like this week’s page – Playing with Philip - or it’s going to leave you cold. The paper is all sepia-ish (is there such a word?) and the pics themselves are in sepia so you might find it all together too dull for your taste. The pics I used where:
2 jumbo – 1 portrait, 1 landscape
1 {2up} landscape
1 {2up} portrait
7 {4up} portraits
There was also meant to be 1 x {4up} landscape but I printed the wrong pic so feel free to add one yourself.
Can be of absolutely any theme you like.

Evening class will be on Thursday 26th by request. Do book for a fun evening.
Be warned: there is a page coming up on……ME!! {well, no you obviously don’t have to scrap me but yourself – and I know how much some of you hate that idea. In which case you may then scrap me if you prefer).
I’m busy working on my heritage page as we speak and it’s going to have masses of journaling. I’ve done it in the form of Q&A so will send the questions off to you well before the class.

A very happy birthday to Lauretta who has a birthday today {Saturday}. Happy day lovely lady.
As you may know, I’m off to the UK for 3 weeks on the 8th June for a little travel therapy. I’ll probably shut shop but my mom will be here so you would be welcome to come along to purchase stock if you need to. I could even organise a few scrap ‘n chats if you like……
Chalk inks are finally in!

That’s my bundle for this week……

I’ve become rather mindful of my health recently {it’s an age thing I guess} and would encourage you all do regular health checks. Here’s a bit of advice for preparing yourself for your annual mammogram……..

Many women are afraid of their first mammogram, but there is no need to worry. By taking a few minutes each day for a week preceding the exam and doing the following exercises, you will be totally prepared for the test and best of all, you can do these simple exercises right in and around your home.


Open your refrigerator door and insert one breast in door. Shut the door as hard as possible and lean on the door for good measure.
Hold that position for five seconds. Repeat again in case the first time wasn't effective enough..


Visit your garage at 3AM when the temperature of the cement floor is just perfect. Take off all your clothes and lie comfortably on the floor with one breast wedged under the rear tire of the car. Ask a friend to slowly back the car up until your breast is sufficiently flattened and chilled. Turn over and repeat with the other breast.


Freeze two metal bookends overnight. Strip to the waist. Invite a stranger into the room. Press the bookends against one of your breasts.
Smash the bookends together as hard as you can. Set up an appointment with the stranger to meet next year and do it again.


AND, just a thought for all the women out there...
MENtal illness, MENstrual cramps, MENtal breakdown, MENopause....
Ever notice how all of women's problems start with men?...And
When we have real trouble it's HISterectomy!

Happy scrapping!!
Warm regards

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Picture Perfect

Hi gals
Seriously, how does a day that starts with such promise descend into chaos and tears in a matter of minutes? See, what happened was that I was minding my own business, scrapping up a storm when that Adele song “Could Have Had it All” came on. Now, I don’t know about you but that song always makes me want to dance. With vigour. Which is what I did. Stupidly not taking into account the cup of tea perched perilously close to the page I was working on and my lack of co-ordination in the dancing department. And yes, you guessed it: tea ALL over the new page, the desk, into my mosaic squares, class notes….. I tried to mop it all up though my tears but I’m afraid the damage is done. I’ll have to re-do the whole right hand side of the one page. The rest will just have to remain damaged and slightly tea stained.
I find it ironic that I’m always going on about you all drinking at the table and yet, to date, I’m the only one who has EVER knocked anything over. I still cringe at the red wine all over Ash’s page.

Still, no use crying over spilled….er….tea.
Next week’s page is Picture Perfect. Pics I used were
1 x {18 x 13} landscape
3 x jumbo landscape {of which I cut 2 cm off vertically and 1 cm horizontally}
6 x {4 up} landscape.
I used the lovely Stella Rose range {which I’ve discovered is highly moisture absorbent!). Layout can be of any theme you like.
{I’ll send the page out as soon as I’ve done a repair job on it – hopefully some time tomorrow}

Green tombo is back in stock and I should have those evasive chalk inks in some time next week.

Next week’s evening class is……um, you tell me. I’ve lost track of what night it should be so if any of you want to scrap, drop me a line and we’ll arrange it.

This has been raised before but girls really, I just cannot hang on to unpaid kits for months {especially when I have people begging to buy them}. I really don’t mind you leaving them here to infinity if they’re paid for but I’m afraid in order to keep the stock fresh and exciting {and coming in}, I need the cash flow.

Doesn’t seem to be much news in the happy world of scrapping so I’ll keep things short and sweet this week.
Take care and hope to see you soon.

I’ll end with the sweet innocence of youth…….

A six-year-old boy told his father he wanted to marry the little girl across
the street. The father, being modern and well-schooled in handling
children, hid his smile behind his hand.

"That's a serious step," he said. "Have you thought it out completely?"

"Yes," his young son answered. "We can spend one week in my room and the next in hers. It's right across the street, so I can run home if I get scared of the dark."

"How about transportation?" the father asked.

"I have my wagon, and we both have our tricycles," the little boy answered.

The boy had an answer to every question the father raised.

Finally, in exasperation, his dad asked, "What about babies? When you're married, you're liable to have babies, you know."

"We've thought about that, too," the little boy replied.
"We're not going to have babies. Every time she lays an egg, I'm going to step on it!"