


Wish me luck! Or better yet, come visit me on Saturday at the Oasis!
It's a new day
I also tried Elise Blaha's tip and did my journaling on labels (on the back):
It didn't look nearly as cool as hers but I liked trying something new.
P.S. And may I just add, for those watching the SAG awards last night, my predictions were on!
What? No way. This has to be a mistake--if I check another website, it'll be a mistake. WTF. His poor daughter and all who love him, he had so much going on, he was so young...
I've gone through shock, denial, bargaining, anger, depression...I may be ready for the final step of grief: acceptance that Heath Ledger is gone.
And this does not include my alpha stamps or any other kind of sticker or rubon. Just alphas. I know what you're thinking, because I say it myself. My response to myself is, at least it's healthier than crack. I was going to say cheaper, but that really may not be the case with my addiction.
Regarding my movie watching, I confess I got a little sidetracked. Though, it was partially motivated by my resolution to be a woman of action this year. A friend had lent me a couple of DVDs and I no longer want to be that friend who borrows from you and then you have to remind them that they still have it. Though, I admit, this is a bit tougher and slower with books, especially that copy of “A Confederacy of Dunces” I borrowed…eek…years ago.
One of the movies I watched was “Eastern Promises” (though, due to all the press and commotion of Viggo Mortensen’s full-monty nude fight scene, Paul has dubbed it “Eastern Penises”). I'm still rattling the movie around in my head (along with the others I watched) but I'll filter out an opinion soon.
GAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
Seriously, this picture does not do it justice. Remember it is dark. Ninja skills set to low heat. Skeletor in the back seat is totally turned towards the driver and is leaning forward. Part of me thought the Grim Reaper was coming to get me. Another part thought, the Grim Reaper drives a black Prius? Who knew? Here's a clearer picture in daylight:
So next time you're on the freeway, take a gander, the Grim Reaper may just be riding past you in the car pool lane.
I initially had big plans in early 2007, I was going to do some fabulous embroidery flowers. Then I thought of sewing on felt flowers and embroidering some awesome leaves with some french knot berries to boot. Then I saw a CK magazine layout where a scrapper had put together a cool owl by paper piecing. So I upped it to piecing together a cool owl with felt and embroidering some wonderful owl accoutrements--branch, little buds, a witty and wise owl bon mot in script, etc.
In 2008, however, the shirt still sat there, unworn with the magic marker stains glaring at me. To combat my habit of planning rather than doing, I decided to find a quicker, yet still creative way to fix this shirt. I worked with my new buddy (inkjet iron-on sheets), printed out some dingbats enlarged to 164 point size, and sort of collaged them over the most glaring stains and wha-lah! My first midnight post of creativity for 2008:
Well, there isn't a cohesive theme (except that they're all dingbats) nor pattern (the stains were all willy-nilly to begin with) but it'll do. I guess the real test will be what the girl thinks in the morning. Wish me luck...