Finite Creatures

Here's my the writing challenge posted for today:

At what age did you realize you were not immortal? How did you react to that discovery?

What!!! I'm not immortal?!!!

November Classes

Here are the dates for the November classes.

The monthly card class will be held on Thursday evening Nov 13tth. This is a $20 class and you will usually make about eight cards and often some little seasonal treat.

My November Stampin Up Workshop has a $10 fee and we concentrate on a Stampin Up product to see lots of wonderful ways we can use it. For November we will be working with the Holiday Home stamp set in the Holiday catalog. That class will be held on November 20th.

Paper Pumpkin Club for the month which is $5 is going to be on a Monday instead of a Thursday this month because the Thursday is Thanksgiving. I'd love to have you all then, but I don't think you want to spend your Thanksgiving evening at my house. We will hold our club meeting on November 24th. OI can't wait to see our kit! It will be Christmas themed and last years was SO CUTE!!

All classes are held at 6pm.

Contact me directly if you would like to sign up.

Craft Show Number One

Well everyone, I have officially survived my first craft show of the season. I spent Friday an Saturday in the parking lot of the Fist Methodist Church in Sparks. This was the first of an annual show that is to be held there. They did a great job and for my part, it was an extremely successful show. It was a fundraiser for them, so I sure hope it was successful for them as well. They were REALLY nice folks, which was a pleasant plus. A friend took a picture of me in the booth and l notice the very attractive fruit box showing in the displays. The booth actually looked a lot better when I put things out a bit differently the next day. Thank you so much to those of you who came out to visit and support me. I even got a visit from my favorite little boy. We had beautiful weather and perfect days, but I'm tellin you---A visit from my grandson makes absolutely ANY day a perfect day. To watch his cuteness and hear him call me Grandma is all I need to make my day fabulous and put a huge smile in my heart. I hope every one of you get the same blessing when you become a grandparent. Who knew that a miniature little boy would so completely steal my heart. Now that there are two, my poor old heart may just explode!
Anyway, now I have a week to stock up a bit more before my next show which is this Saturday. I will be out at a show being held in Red Rock at the volunteer fire department there. They are kind enough to let us use their building and our entry fees go to support them. I have so much respect for any firefighter. We really owe a huge debt to those who risk their lives to keep us safe, especially those who do it on an entirely volunteer basis. I'm hoping to see some of you on Saturday. Stop by and say HI.

 I just couldn't decide which picture of me with my little man was the cutest, so I had to post all three-----SHAMELESS!!!

Earliest Memory

I have put this challenge off because I have so little memory of my childhood. What I do have is very spotty, and often remembered only because there are pictures or evidence to prove it. For instance, I know I went to Kindergarten, and I know the name of the school was Magee, but I have absolutely no memory of ever being there. I have a few memories of grade school, but not much. I also remember my first childhood best friend, Peggy Sue Murr. I don't remember my brothers being born or remember them as babies. I do know that I went and spent some time with my grandma and grandpa in Colorado when it was time for the oldest of the two to be born. I have pictures of that, but the only thing I really remember is sitting on the front porch waiting for my grandpa to come home from work. Her was a train engineer and would come home in his overalls with a small bag of Planters Peanuts in one of his pockets for me, so I guess that's my earliest memory involving someone else. I had thought it was going to be playing in the rain with my brothers, but that would have been later. By the way, to explain, we grew up in Southern California so when it rained, it wasn't necessarily cold outside. My brothers and I were allowed to go out and play in it and get absolutely soaked. We loved it. What a silly thing to remember.

Inside the Movie

Today I am challenged to tell about what a day spent inside my favorite movie would be like.
I think I would choose Sense and Sensibility.
It would obviously be a day spent much differently than the days of my life now. Bathroom facilities I'm sure would be atrocious and all work may be harder, but I think I would really enjoy spending time in their household. I would get to know the family. I'd do some handwork while chatting with all of the sisters and the slightly brainless mother. I'd be especially nice to their poor father just for dealing with his houseful of women. I'd go for a nice long walk enjoying the beautiful countryside and you never know---maybe I'd meet a dashing young gentleman and never, never return

Actually I guess he'd have to be a nice OLD man instead unless I get to make myself younger as I go to live in my movie. Wouldn't that be nice!

Way Ahead

A writing challenge today asked if I were ever way ahead of the rest in musical tastes, political views, etc.
That is actually true of scrapbooking--at least to the people in my circle at the time.
When I owned my business in Arlington Gardens Shopping Mall, we held a Show and Share Day where we turned to center part of our mall into a bit of a craft fair where our customers could come and set up to show others what they were into. I had a customer who sold Longaburger baskets come (Love them!) and a gal who was a Creative Demonstrator came. All she had to show was her sample album, but I was hooked! I immediately asked her if she would like to come and teach classes in my shop and she accepted. This was long before there were any scrapbook stores and ladies, I could not get anyone to come to those classes. I tried and tried, going so far as to invite them to come for free, just to see what it was all about--No Takers. Right away I knew how precious to me it would be if I had something like that done by my mom and decided that I needed to do it for my kids. I began making mine and became a Creative Memories consultant at one point, later becoming the manager of the first scrapbook store here in Reno. I was so excited about the craft that if I hadn't been just a touch ahead of the craze, my store would have become the first scrapbook store here and I'm sure it would have been a success. Unfortunately I had to close my store and the trend hit not long after. I still work in the area of course and teach classes, but I sure would have loved to have a store to invite you all to. I absolutely loved owning my own business and worked my tail off for it, but I guess it just wasn't in the cards for me.

Messy, Messy, Messy

Today's wrting suggestion makes me think they have beem peeking into my hose.
They ask what's messier right now --my bedroom or my desktop and how and why it got to that state?

Those of you who have visited my home know that the answer is definitely my poor desk. I am constantly working on one thing or another and I am an incredibly messy paper crafter. I mean REALLY messy!
Somehow out of the chaos of my desk, I'm able to sometimes come out with some nice creations. The wonderful thing is that I love doing it. It fills some cut and paste need in me.

It's funny cause just yesterday I was reading something Megan wrote and started cracking up. She wrote that we were both crafty, but that I worked best in a mess of scraps and stuff while she needs to have everything neat and in order.
So true!

To make matters worse the creativity often pours into the rest of my room. Right now I am madly creating things for my upcoming craft shows.

I'm a mess! Guilty as charged and I boldly and unashamedly now post pictures as evidence.

 I must admit that my desk is usually worse than this. I tidy up between projects. Really I do! It takes only moments though, for the chaos to return.

Finished products to however, rise from the mess...

Well enough chatting. Back to work. Look Out! That desk is far too tidy!