One can hope.
We (me and tha man) leave for Miami 14 days from today. I'm a little nervous. I love to travel but I'm always a little concerned when we fly together, which we will be doing twice, of course.
I haven't heard from my Army brother in almost three weeks. This is the most important and least resolvable issue on my nervous list. When I heard the newscast about that plane that went down earlier this week, I lost my lunch. I vascilate between wanting to smack him and being immeasurably proud of him.
I going to take on a few more commissioned scrapbook projects and I'm a little nervous about clients and where to start. I'm kinda picky about clients.
So tell me, what do you do when you are nervous?
I find inspiration everywhere. (Don't groan.) Graphic stuff speaks to me. Lyrics--I see pages about song lyrics all the time. Catchy phrases, phrases with more than one meaning, phrases with spin, a great photo idea, advertisements, slogans, objects, conversations, the lines in furniture or clothing, postage stamps...if it ever again snows in Middle Tenessee, I have a great layout already planned for the snow photos and those great snowflake postage stamps that the USPS put out this Christmas...just waiting on snow. It's all out there...waiting to be scrapbooked or journaled...if I could just calm down the inspiration a bit. Slow it down and capture it.
Oh yeah. One more thing...yummy ribbon. That gets me going too. :)
I think too many people chase an allegedly-illusive muse called *inspiration* without stopping to look around and be inspired by what is already there. Must we always be on a constant search for the next great idea or as Vince Gill puts it--"Everybody's Waiting on the Next Big Thing"! Stop looking and let it find you. Play until it strikes you *upsidethahead* as my best friend in high school used to say.
And my other complaint on this topic is that too many times I hear scrappers say "I'm not creative. I'm no ____." (insert name of *it girl* scrapper of the moment.) This really bugs me. I just wanna say "Of course you aren't creative...not with that negative attitude." and "Nobody is asking you to be ___, the it girl scrapper of the moment. Be yourself."
Creativity is not something you set out to do. It just is. Creativity does not always involve genius. It doesn't have to live on the cutting edge. I see creativity as being all about building a bridge between souls. When I look at someone elses work and see a creative piece, it's because there's some part of it that speaks to me--something in it that I can relate to or enjoy. Sometimes that bridge is built of something new and exciting. Sometimes it's just familiar and vital.
"Creative" is an attitude.
And in some cases it's just about perception. When I read Creating Keepsakes, I expect to be wowed by the creativity, probably because I have been wowed by what I have read and seen in all the other issues. I have been trained to look for the WOW eye candy so I generally know I can depend on CK to put out more eye candy. Being published by CK is a big deal because it's commonly known that they are the pacesetters in the industry. So perhaps my perception of CK ups the wow-value of a layout that--if it simply appeared on 2Peas or a blog somewhere--wouldn't really wow me at all.
Creativity is perception. Hmm. Maybe there's more to this than I first thought. So, tell me, what sets your creativity ablaze?
Touching others with Your love unfolding
Open my eyes, open my heart,
Yes, this is a 2-page layout. (Don't anyone fall in the floor...)
Debbie offered up an idea last crop night that made me like this layout. It was her idea to slice the photos vertically so I could get them all on there...Thanks Debbie. It worked great!
Black and brown.
Sturdy pants. Not jeans.
It's one of my rules...no flimsy pants.
This made my day.
I didn't wait until the last minute for shopping this year for the cruise. Pat me on the back, please. I usually put it off until the last possible second...making everyone around me crazy.
I probably wouldn't have had to shop for anything but the recent downshift in sizes necessitated a few new things. Not that anyone here is complaining. :)
I'm even making a necklace.
Speaking of fashion, when you have a few minutes to browse, go to ebay and do a search for "vintage prom". What an amazing feast of fashion you will find. My personal favorites are the ones from the 80s. Since when is something from the 80s called "vintage" anyway?
I should dig out the picture of my 1989 "vintage" prom dress. The term hideous comes to mind. Two phrases: puffy sleeves and electric blue lame'. You know that's gonna be a doozey, right?! I didn't actually go to prom. A group of my friends did an un-prom thing...dressed up, went out for dinner as a group, etc. Couldn't do the prom...long story. You are better off not knowing.
The dress was bold. For me it was very bold. Bad fashion...why is high school always made up of bad fashion memories?
Three weeks from Wednesday...
Oh and did I mention the commissioned scrapbook project? (I think I did.) The powers that be asked me to create a scrapbook for the cruise to be displayed at regional meetings (to inspire "the troops") and in the home office.
Want to know the best part?
The first regional meeting is March 9&10 in Arizona. We get home on Feb 19. So I'll have roughly 16 days to upload photos, edit and order, journal and execute about 30 pages and *ship it to Dallas*.
Hope no one needs me for anything between Feb 20 and oh say March 5...because I'm going to be a scrapbooking crazy woman.
I've ordered the album--a CTMH 12x12 leather that is beautiful. It's due to arrive on Thursday. I'm deciding on paper this weekend. I have the skeleton of the album done--thirty pages sketched and planned in a rough way. It's exciting...tho a little unnerving. I haven't had a commissioned project since October 2003.
Don't get me wrong. I am not complaining. It'll be a challenge but I'll handle it. It means a great deal to me that my sweetie likes to show off what I do and that other people (non-scrapbooker types) appreciate the value of it as well. It'll be fun.
I know it.
I like Andromeda.
Yes, the tv show that went off the air years ago.
It's in syndication now and I record it and watch it late at night when Joal's traveling.
I've seen every episode at least once.
So I'm wondering.
Has anyone else noticed the correlations between the continuing Andromeda storyline and the story of Christianity?
Surely I can't be the only one to notice this.
Unless I'm the only person left who actually watches Andromeda.
I've googled everything I can think of and can't find any other reference to the correlations--official or otherwise.
Here's my list of similarities:
The Commonwealth has fallen from greatness.
Humanity has fallen from relationship with God.
Dillon Hunt, Captain of the Starship Andromeda Ascendant vows to restore the Commonwealth and all that is good and honorable in the worlds.
Jesus Christ, Son of God, is sent to restore the relationship of humanity to God.
Dillon (although flawed) is the savior of many (cast-offs, slaves, people in danger, opressed, etc).
Jesus Christ, Savior or the world for everyone, but especially cast-offs, slaves, people in danger, the opressed, the down-trodden, etc).
Dillon's crew is a rag-tag bunch who need something to believe in. All have sordid pasts and don't always know how to take Dillon's good heart.
The Disciples were a rag-tag group who needed something to believe in. All had sordid pasts and don't always know how to bear the name of Christ well.
Dillon regularly challenges what is accepted as normal by the various societies that Andromeda encounters.
Christ did the same.
Dillon's home world was destroyed.
Jesus has no home, except in the hearts of men.
(There's more but I have dishes to do.)
There's a cool challenge going on at 2Peas. It's here. Check it out.
Melissa/Momteacherwriter's pea gallery is filled with great stuff...easy-to-scraplift stuff...layouts and cards. Check it out here. My "to-do" file is full of her. :)
This is one of my all-time favorite papers. It's by BoBunny. The black letters are velvet and are fromMaking Memories. I've had both the paper and the letters f-o-r-e-v-e-r and finally today decided to stop hoarding and u-s-e them.
But last night at almost 5 pm, Julian went to sleep and slept until 8:40 am, completely undisturbed by seizure activity. Joal jostled him at 10 pm to give him meds, but I'm not positive he was even awake. No wailing, no banging his head against the wall. No locked-up muscles. No blank stares. No drooling. Just sleep. Deep healing sleep. God is good.
I went to bed at 6 pm after being up for 36 hours. I slept peacefully until about midnight, got up for a little while, went back to bed and slept until about 6 am. I woke up slowly. What a change. Usually I wake up after having taken three steps toward Julian's room to calm him. What a gift. God is good.
To re-cap yesterday, we did get the EEG (that we've been trying to get for more than three months) while in the hospital and were lucky enough to have a seizure while the EEG was going on (as odd as it sounds to say he was lucky to have one). We had a neurology consult a few hours later.
In the wee hours of the morning on Monday, while he was restlessly enduring being attached to about 6 monitor wires and with an IV port in his hand that was driving him batty, Julian told me he was hungry and asked if we could go out to eat. He had no idea that it was almost 3 am. I told him that when we got finished at the hospital, we would go out to eat at any resturant he wanted to go to. He thought for a bit and then said he wanted to go to Applebee's for a chicken quesadilla and a brownie ice cream dessert. (This meal has history. It's his standard birthday faire. We never get desert unless it's someone's birthday.)
When we got out of the hospital, Joal and I knew that he was in no shape to go out for dinner, and frankly, neither were the rest of us. :) I don't like being the one to not follow thru on promises, so we negotiated down to having Daddy go get the requested meal and bring it home. Julian agreed and Joal dropped us at home and went to get the promised meal. Julian was so tired he didn't want to eat, so he went on to bed before Joal got home with his food. First thing this morning he woke up asking for food...so you guessed it...he had chicken quesadillas and brownie with ice cream for breakfast!
Thanks for your comments and notes and prayers. We are blessed to have such caring friends. God is good.
I appreciate your prayers. We are hoping to be home by this evening.
Crop night at Scrapn' Memories was so nice and relaxing.
And unusually productive.
Both of these are scrap-lifts. That's my intent for the new year. Scrap-lift. Whyreinvent the wheel?
The "Gram" LO is a lift of Tina Cockburn's "Lucky" (there's a link to her blog in the column on the right) and "Pool Boy" is a lift of Doris Sander's "Remember", although it's a little vague. Shrinking from 12x12 to 8.5x11 made it harder to get it all in there...I'll probably try the scheme again on something else.
In other news, when your LSS doesn't carry a line/manufacturer you really love, do you ask them to consider getting it? I've read so much about how tough it is for LSS to pick and choose what they carry that I almost feel guilty for asking. How do you approach it?
Has anyone in the Senate bothered to pick up a dictionary and look up the meaning of the words "professional lobbyist"?
There's just so much wrong with this provision. Not only is it a swipe at freedom of speech, it's a blatant disregard for the right of the people of this country to be informed on topics that they deem important and to easily stay informed and in contact with those who are supposed to be representing them in Congress.
Here's my comment to my Senators:
Dear Senator Alexander,
I am very concerned about the lobbying provisions in section 220 of Senate Bill 1, the 'Legislative Transparency and Accountability Act of 2007.' Please support the Bennett amendment to remove section 220 from S. 1.
Private organizations do a much better job than the major media outlets of keeping concerned citizens involved and informed. There is a vast difference between a lobbyist and a group that helps private citizens keep in contact with their elected officials. Organizations should not have to register with Congress in order to ask citizens to contact their elected officials.
Feel free to copy it if you agree. Whether you voted for them or not, your Senators are there to represent you. They can only do this if they hear from their citizens aout topics and areas of concern.
I hope to spend less on food by shopping more wisely. (I really enjoy clipping coupons and shopping smart. I have been lazy in the recent past and not done a good job of it. Believe me when I say I was raised by a woman who was an expert shopping economist and she'd probably smack me if she knew how impulsively I shop sometimes. Deb--don't tell, OK.)
Yesterday Grey (bless his little heart) walked up to me while I was sitting at the computer. I was wearing a shirt with cap sleeves that exposed my upper arms. He patted me on the arm. My arm jiggled. He got the biggest laugh. "You awm is wriggle-ry." he said, continuing to giggle. Mommy was not laughing. I started using the handweights while I walked again today. I hope to continue.
I hope to be on time or even early with every greeting card I send this year. Birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, etc. I'm notoriously late. I've done good since September of last year tho...I hope this new trend continues.
The "Project Taylor Guitar" operation has been flowing smoothly. I did buy a few dollars of paper on sale half price at Hobby Lobby last week but with $$$ from some old magazines I sold on ebay...I'm quite proud of this non-spending-use-what-I-have trend and hope to continue it.
In the scrapping area, I am hoping to do a page a week and complete a page a week that I've already started. Total 2 per week. And get the photos I'm not scrapping organized into picture albums. I'm also working on a recipe binder.
(Part two tomorrow...)
My heart gives a little extra beat when I see the stack of orange ribbons in the banner and the orange mini album.
I had this incredible urge to get up and find some orange stuff to work with.
And then I wondered.
When did *I* become an orange lover?
I used to hate orange.
I'm from Tennessee--the land of "too-dang-much Orange".
Now I look around and suddenly, the last 4 layouts I've done have included orange. I am currently working on a mini-book for Ju and the cover is...you guessed it...orange!
Color me baffled!
Some lady asked Bill what they were going to do with the art on the walls. For anyone who hasn't visited Scrap It, their walls are covered with trully amazing layouts bysome of the best scrapbookers on the planet. Doris, Tracie, Jenni Bowlin, Renee, Ann, Tammy Graves...and others...all amazingly inspired craftswomen. Artists. And their work is very personalized...not the usual generic made-to-sell-product stuff seen on the walls of many scrapbook stores.
So with this in mind you can (maybe) see why I thought this question odd. "They will go back to their owners" he said. I was tempted to say "duh" (I was in a bad mood). It just struck me as a really weird thing to ask. What else would they do with them? Was she thinking they would sell them to her? Why would she want them anyway? Odd. Just odd.
I hate store closings.
Especially this one.
Just to get away from Vanderbilt Medical.
Those people are making me want a stiff drink.
(And I don't drink.)
They are apparently incapable of communicating amongst themselves.
Right hand...meet left.
I am (if you didn't notice) so desperatly frustrated.
Julian's pediatrician suggested it was time for an EEG.
Seems like an everyday kindof procedure...not that big of a deal.
And yet...it's taken 2 months and about thirteen phone calls to 4 different offices and I still have no answers as to cost, no appointment, and evenyone seems supremely confused.
Vandy claims to have some of the best and brightest doctors in the world.
And I certainly don't dispute that.
When you are the author of the neurology textbooks used by medical schools all over the world...well, that's just impressive and a pretty good indicator of the calibur of studied professional that you are.
I get that.
I'm duly impressed.
But their maze of office and support staff (now there's a misnomer) is continually causing me great amounts of grief. No one can actually answer a question. It's like they are each a piece of the puzzle but no one has a clue what the whole image of the puzzle even is...so the result is just massive chaos.
At this rate, Julian's going to be 20 before we get this done.
And I'm going to need drugs...
But I would have to go to the doctor to get the drugs...
Instead of drugs, this is where I go to be calmed--the Punta Langosta Pier in Cozumel...and this is another beach cam on Playa del Carmen in Cozumel.
We had "nose-bleed" seats this time (the upper-most deck) but no complaints. I do love hockey!
In other news, I recently discovered that I really like pine nuts in ceasar salad and I need to know where in the grocery store to find them? Are they with the salad trimmings (dressings, bacon bits, croutons) or are they with the nuts? I looked in both spots today with no luck. Ideas? Also, what else can one use pine nuts in?
Happy Monday and happy 2007!!