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I get to see Kenny Chesney in concert in September. My best friend and I just scored tickets in the first section and I’m so excited I can hardly stand it. Frankly, he wouldn’t even have to sing, just stand there on the stage and I’d be happy. Leann Rimes is with him, but who cares about her, right?
But why is it that Ticketmaster always sends me e-mails of exciting upcoming concerts the DAY BEFORE the stupid tickets go on sale? I just don’t get it. Somebody explain it to me please. I don’t have $100 lying around the day before tickets go on sale! So I had to call the hubby and beg him to give me my birthday present REALLY EARLY this year and buy me a ticket! My birthday isn’t until November. He thought I was crazy, but he said yes! Man, I am loving the hubby today! Woo hoo!
Filed under Life | Comment (0)Personalized note cards for Abby
My friend Abby was my very first customer in my new etsy shop here and she ordered a set of personalized note cards. She wanted them all in red instead of different colors, so just wanted to show how cute they turned out. Here’s 2 of them. Thanks for ordering Abbykins!
*EDITED TO ADD: Someone recently asked me if I accept Paypal for these cards that I sell in my etsy shop. YES. You can also get to my etsy shop by going to the far right of this page at the top and you should see photos of my handmade items.
* stamped girl Images © 1990–2008 Stampin’ Up!
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Is there anything cuter than the face of my Sweet Sophie? I think not.
Filed under Life, Scrapbooking | Comment (1)Scrapbooking the bad stuff part 3
Not really a BAD story here, just in my daughter’s opinion slightly traumatic. I don’t want all my scrapbooks to be full of sunshine and roses (as nice as those are!), so I’m trying to also scrapbook about the not-so-great stuff too and here’s one of my layouts from a while back about such an incident.
Here’s the story I wrote on my scrapbook page:
February 9, 2006 Summer was being a grouch this morning (she inherited that from me). She was mad about having to brush her teeth (as usual) and went into the bathroom & locked the door. We live in an old house with old doors and old doorknobs, so our lock is not on the knob like most you’d see nowadays. It’s on the door, a little switch that you just flip to the right. Well, it’s a little harder to flip back to UNlock the door. So guess what? She locked herself in & couldn’t get out. Ken was in the driveway with the motor running cause it was time to go to school & she couldn’t get out. He was SO MAD. He had to get his tools, take the doorknob plate thingie off the door and use a screwdriver to unlock it! So he took her to school, came back & for probably 25 minutes he was in there trying all kinds of skeleton keys from the basement to see if any of them worked. Nope! He finally did find a ratchet that was the right size. There was a point, though, where I wanted to cry. She got choked up and we were telling her to “just turn the lock, turn the lock.” Her little girl voice cracked & and she said “I tried to turn it and I can’t do it. I’m just a little girl…” It was so pitiful. I’m sure someday we’ll think that incident was funny!
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I used a key on my layout to symbolize how she was locked in! And I found the little black Making Memories tag that says “freak out.” Could not have been more perfect for this page, since that is what all 3 of us were doing!
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Thank God my life is not boring, right? RIGHT?!?
Filed under Scrapbooking | Comments (2)Disney World Adventure.
I previously showed a mini book about our trip to Disney World for my daughter’s 3rd birthday here. I had already done a 2-page scrapbook layout while the trauma was fresh in my mind, so thought I’d share that today. Especially since the fan club I wrote about here emailed me yesterday about my lack of blog content in the last week. Oh, the pressure to entertain these people! It weighs heavy on me……..So here’s the story as I wrote it on the scrapbook page, minus a few choice cuss words that were said under my breath or while I was locked in the bathroom crying. (You think I’m kidding?)
May 2003. Picture this. I spent weeks planning a vacation to Disney for Summer’s 3rd birthday. I made calls at 6 a.m. when the reservation lines open to get seats for dinner with Cinderella at the Grand Floridian (fanciest hotel there). On May 28 we got up & took the birthday girl to breakfast with Mickey. She frowned in every single photo. What is with this kid? Well she’s very shy & Mickey & the gang are very big to a kid, but we had fun. They brought her a birthday cupcake. We got autographs. Good food. Nice. We went back to our hotel & Ken took her for a swim & I went to find an outlet, which is a whole ‘nother story. Got back later than planned (got lost), walked in to find Summer asleep. Now, it was 4 p.m. & our reservation was for 5:00, so I had 30 minutes to get us ready. Yeah, right. I woke her up & tried to get her dressed. She was not cooperative. She is grouchy when she wakes up & today was no exception. Ken & I pleaded & begged & reminded her that it was her BIRTHDAY & we drove a long way & we were going to see CINDERELLA & have DINNER with her! YEA! Yeah, right. She did not want to go. Ok, here’s the thing. Dinner with Cindy is a VERY HARD reservation to get. We decided to go only a few weeks before & reservations had opened up 90 days prior, so the ONLY one I could get was THIS day at THIS time. That’s it. And I was LUCKY I got that one. So I planned the other days at Disney around this event. I bought her a lovely blue Cinderella-ish dress on ebay. Then we drove 1,200 miles to Florida to give this kid a cool birthday. Now it was time to go & she DIDN’T WANT TO GO! So I was dressed & Ken was dressed & she was crying because she just woke up & we were trying to hurry & she didn’t want to go. Then I was crying. I couldn’t believe I did all that planning to give my kid something & she was being stubborn as a mule. So Ken said, “You gotta be kidding me.” He grabbed Summer under the armpits, held her up in the air and said, “Put that damn dress on her. We’re GOING!!” I got her dress on as she screamed & kicked her feet & off we went. She pouted the whole drive there. The Grand Floridian is stunning. We met Prince Charming & Cinderella & Suzy & Perla, got their photos & autographs. She frowned in all the photos AGAIN. Are you KIDDING me? They gave her a lovely birthday cake & we had a good meal. We took her photo in front of the resort in a white carriage & next to a cool old car. More frowning. It wasn’t exactly the birthday vacation I had planned for her, but it was one that we’ll be telling the story of for the rest of her life because we’re never gonna let her forget it!
(click on the photo to see it larger in all its glory. The look on Summer’s face is priceless.)
I just had an idea. We could reenact this scene for a commercial.
Disney…the happiest place on earth….for people who aren’t us.
You can’t make this stuff up, people.
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Floor Sample Mini Book
I discovered a scrapbooker’s blog today, and she has the coolest little mini book she made out of kitchen floor sample pieces. It is so cute, and I just think it’s so clever to use those materials. You can see it here.
Filed under Scrapbooking, Projects | Comment (0)I might put this one in the scrapbook.
So I’m telling Summer that my friend Thea is driving a loaner car because of an accident and that the loaner car is one I’ve really been wanting, a PT Cruiser. So I’m pretending to be sad because of it. And Summer says to me, “There, there, mom.” She pretends she’s digging her finger into her ear and then extends the finger and says, “Some ear wax will make you feel better.”
WHAT?!? Where does the kid come up with this stuff?
(click photo for a larger view of the little twerp)
I have a fan club.
I have my very own blog fan club! A couple of former coworkers and friends check my blog every day for new content. I haven’t worked in the office with them for almost 5 years now, but we’ve kept in touch and I still call them my friends. If I go a few days without writing anything, they call me or send me emails saying “Hey, are you okay?” and “We expect new updates every day, you know.” I just wanted to say thanks girls (and you too Jerry!). It’s nice to know people appreciate something you write and want to see more of it! I’m sharing photos of my friends Sandie and Connie below.
THIS IS SANDIE
AND THIS IS CONNIE.
p.s. — Connie, the next time I ask you for a photo, just gimme one, ok?
Happy Birthday.
To Carrie, my best friend growing up. Yesterday was her 39th birthday, but she is forever young. She died 17 years ago at the ripe old age of 22 from a massive heart attack, devastating all of us who loved her. I was 21 years old. Memories of that night are forever burned into my brain. I thought old people were the ones who died. I learned a quick lesson that night. Our time here is not guaranteed. I also learned that YOU need to take care of your health, that you can’t rely on doctors to always have the answers. If you feel that something is wrong and your doctor won’t act on it then find another doctor who will. I saw firsthand how losing a child changes a person. Carrie’s mother, who had always been like my own mother, changed that night inside. She has never been the same. She has never again been the mother I knew growing up.
But I try to hang onto the good memories. I’ve got tons of photos. Carrie and I both loved taking photos, and I inherited a lot of hers and also borrowed some from her mom to copy. I haven’t yet made my scrapbook, first because I was not a scrapbooker, then because it was too hard still. Two years ago I pulled out the photos and drew a few sketches up and made a few plans for scrapbook pages, but that was as far as I got. Turns out it was still hard. Funny how 17 years feels like such a short time.
Something else that makes it hard is that I want it to be special. I don’t want to just make a ”best friends forever” scrapbook. I want the book to have meaning, because she did. We were so much more than friends. She was my soul sister. She knew me better than anybody in the world. Even now nobody knows me as well as she did. We went through all that teenage angst you go through as kids growing up. We lived 2 houses from each other. We bonded in a way as kids that you just don’t bond with friends once you’re an adult. You develop friendships differently when you’re grown up. Something I’ll always be grateful for is that we were never afraid to tell each other “I love you.” They were the last words we said to each other the night before she died. “Love you.” “Love you too.” “See you later.”
I still miss her.
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Girl Scout Cookies!
Want some? I’m up to my eyeballs in cookies right now. I was in charge of ordering, and apparently I’m an idiot because I ordered 7 cases TOO MANY of peanut butter sandwiches, and we can’t exchange them. I’ve got to find someone who loves these cookies and wants to buy some! They’re my favorite, but even I can’t eat that many! Call me…..
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