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October 31, 2014

Even the Weather is Spooky!

the weather has turned against us.... and on halloween too!  low 30s, VERY windy with rain, sleet and a little snow in the forecast.  now that's SPOOKY!!!

October 29, 2014

Having Fun... Still

well we had 2 days of absolutely gorgeous weather.  house opened up type weather.  now?  we've bottomed out.  39F as i type and only supposed to hit 50F today and the rest of the week.  gonna be a very chilly and windy halloween (not that i care really) but i do feel for the kids!

still in "moving along" mode in crating and still having fun.  soooooooo, let's see what i've done...

 loving the emboss and just a few snowflakes!

a die cut and embellishment.  just added some
glitter to the embellishment!

look who found a mirror....

i think he likes what he sees!!!

well, that's it at this end.  not much else going on, but i am having fun!

happy hump day!

October 27, 2014

Jingle All the Way

it's been pretty quiet around here these past few days so i've had plenty of time to play.  for some reason, i'm having tons of fun with it too.  better bite my tongue because i'm sure mojo is heading for a vacation - LOL.

anyway, here's a few i played at....

using scraps here and an old die cut. 

this was super easy... a LARGE sticker!

temps today are expected to hit the high 70s and then we bottom out.  halloween prediction is in the 40s.  poor kids.  i don't participate in halloween because in the 15 years i've been living in this house, we're lucky we get 4 -6 kids.  after 15 years, they're all grown up..... and i certainly don't need the candy in my house!!!!!

otherwise all is well.  thanks much for stopping by and putting a smile on my face!

happy monday!


Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail and, with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath…. This made him a super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.

i couldn't resist!

October 24, 2014

For You Wallet

the skies are gray.  no.  i am not surprised.  october is a very gray month in Illinois, but with the trees turning their absolutely gorgeous colors, who notices!  the temps are cool but nice enough to open the kitchen window and family room sliding door at least a crack.  i LOVE fresh air.

my heat is on but it's on low - 66F during the day and 64F at night.  it's chilly inside without the sunlight.  i'm actually trying to get more used to a cooler temp inside the house and hopefully when the outside temps hit -10F or even in the + teens, i can keep the inside temp a bit cooler and keep my gas bill down.  i've got fleece blankets to wrap myself up in.  fortunately i like sleeping when it's cold, so the bedroom is comfy.

anyway, didn't get much playing in, but what i did, i LOVE.  what say you....

i LOVE this.  this is definitely one of my favorites.... and easy.  just paper cut to look like a purse (or wallet) and added stickers and bling!  i'll bet this would be really stunning in pastels!

not much else going on.  all is well.

happy friday!

TODAY'S WORDS OF WISDOM..... Cookies in Heaven? (an oldie but always a goodie)

An elderly man lay dying in his bed. In death's agony, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookies wafting up the stairs. He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs, gripping the railing with both hands, he crawled down the stairs. 

With labored breath, he leaned against the door-frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven: there, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip cookies. Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man? 

Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself toward the table, landing on his knees in a rumpled posture. His parched lips parted: the wondrous taste of the cookie was already in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to life. 

The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked with aspatula by his wife. 

"Stay out of those," she said, "they're for the funeral."