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Happy Halloween!

Wishing you and yours plenty of treats!  And yes, you can have candy for breakfast.  We’re on our third bag here. And nobody’s been trick or treating yet.

Anyway, here’s whats brewing over at the Spellbinders Blog, I made this little book out of several dies, enjoy! Click over to see the rest of the pages.

While I’m here I’ll post a few more…
Stamping with Foam

And then Tree-Mendous (pardon my lack of centering skills…)
Thanks for looking! 
In other news, we raised a very nice amount for Evan’s adoption fundraiser, and had some fun doing it.
Sparky is driving on a permit.  The Beast is suddenly beautiful, but somehow he seems to think he’ll be given some flashy new sports car on the event of his 16th birthday.  Once I get over the hysterical laughter of that preposterous fantasy of his, I’ll be shopping for a fine and dandy new set of wheels with heated leather seats, (because once you go heated leather you never go back) for which to haul my candy eating keister to the gym and back.
Bring on the Butterfingers!
Beth

Growing Up Fast

Sparky

Spunky

Spunky and Sparky are killin’ me, just killin me! Look at them! Sparky went to his friend’s Sweet 16 party, and Spunky went to Homecoming recently. No, the Sparkster did not go to Homecoming, “it’s complicated, Mom.” But the Spunkinator had a nice time. We drove them to the restaurant then to the dance, and I got some sushi out of the arrangement too! No I don’t eat the wierd stuff with tentacles, I’m more of a sushi-lite fan.

Have a he{art}

I did it. I made something for me! Its hanging on my door right now! I saw this earlier in the week at TJ Maxx. I was out and about killing time and thinking about shoes when I should have been birthday shopping for Sparky. Yes, I found some shoes! and then this
jumped into my sight. I said no, not another thing to throw in the things to alter pile. But it kept talking to me. So I said FINE in my best teenage mumble and for a mere 5.99 it was mine.

It took its place of honor upon my kitchen counter for a few days. Yesterday it spoke up and said “do me”. Yep that’s what it said. So I cleared my schedule (bon-bons at noon) collected some schtuff from my studio and plunked down at the dining room table.

It was one of those projects that just told me what to do, no serious thinking or mulling or second guessing, it just came together. Even after I ran to Michael’s to get those red Prima’s that I had in my hand and decided against earlier in the week, and then ran to Joann’s because, well, it was there and I had coupons, I still had the mojo to finish it.


In other news, I still have birthday shopping to do for Sparky, who will not be receiving any clothes from me. When he learns how to put the washed, dried and folded clothes away, I might reconsider. But for now, he has a closet but prefers to use the floor, and I prefer not to buy him clothes.