Spray paint and cereal boxes. I love to recycle!
I’m working on a swap. Stay tuned…
Author : halleday
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I was at the hospital with my 6yr old daughter picking up my mom…this was the funny that occured.
Mom: Halle, did you remember to bring my walker?
Me: Yep, it’s in the van.
J: Grandma…Why didn’t you bring your walker here?
Mom: Because I came by ambulance. I was taken out on a stretcher.
*long pause*
J: Did they pull you?
*hysterical laughter from both mom and I ensued*
….get it… stretch…pull… Bueller, Bueller….
BTW–mom is fine…she thought she might have been having a heart attack but it was determined that she had hurt her left arm while sleeping…
I think I’ve caught up with the class now.
I did skip one lesson since it involved a zipper, which I don’t have on hand. I do plan on trying that technique at some point though.
The first photos shown here feature folded pages. I really like the way it reveals hidden text or images when you turn the page. I’ll definitely use this again.
The wired button edged page took some time but I love the look of it. We had a guest instructor for this lesson. Ingrid is an amazing artist.
I’m working on catching up with the online class I’m taking. I’m currently 3 weeks behind!
The lesson I just finished was creating pockets.
I’ve made many pockets in altered books before but had a hard time coming up with something to fit my theme. I’m thinking that I shouldn’t have made I themed book, just a technique book for this class.
Oh well..live and learn.
The Autumn page I figure on journalling on the tags at some point.
The daisies page just sort of fell together when I found two coordinating scrapbook pages in my stash. I stiffened the daisies that hide the pocket by attaching them to some heavy weight cardstock before cutting them out. I love how this spread turned out. I had originally thought I’d journalling on this page as well but I think it would distract from the simplicity of the page.
Ooh the possibilities…
Before I was a Mom,
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn’t worry whether or not
my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn’t worry whether or not
my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom,
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind
and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom,
I never held down a screaming child
so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night
watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom,
I never held a sleeping baby just because
I didn’t want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn’t stop the hurt.!
I never knew that something so small
could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much..
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom,
I didn’t know the feeling of
having my heart outside my body..
I didn’t know how special it could feel
to feed a hungry baby.
I didn’t know that bond
between a mother and her child.
I didn’t know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn’t know I was capable of feeling so much,
before I was a Mom.