
Jun 8, 2009
Big Birthday Wishes
New Animal Stories
This new stuff is just what I needed. I have been in a funk lately and this seems to be the answer.
Stamp Sets: Animal Stories, The More the Merrier, Circle Circus
CS: Bermuda Bay, Crushed Curry, Mambo Melon, Rich Razzleberry
Ink: Mambo Melon, Crushed Curry, Dusty Durango, Bashful Blue
Accessories: SU Edge Punch, Iridescent Ice EP, Fine Glitter, Dusty Durango Ribbon, SU Corner Punch, Build a brad, Wiggley Eyes
Jun 7, 2009
Circle Circus
Stamp Sets: Circle Circus, Teeny Tiny Wishes
CS: Crushed Curry, Mambo Melon, Whisper White, Rich Razzleberry, Razzleberry Lemonade DP
Ink: Rich Razzleberry, Mambo Melon, Crush Curry, Versamark Pad
Accessories: Sizzix Top Note, Modern Label Punch, Filigree Brads, Razzleberry Ribbon, Dementionals, Square Punch
Jun 6, 2009
More New Stuff - Hostess Set
New Hostess Set
Stamp Set: Wings of Friendship
CS: Bermuda Bay, Crushed Curry, Rich
Razzleberry, Whisper White
Ink: Crushed Curry
Accessories: New In Colour Markers, SU Glitter,
SU Large Brad, Razzleberry Ribbon, Autumn
Harvest Rub-ons, Dementionals, SU Sizzix
Texture Plate & Top Note , Slot Punch
Used markers to colour stamp.
Playing with new stuff
This is the first card I did, just loving the new colours, ribbon and sets.
Stamp Set: Autumn Harvest, Teeny Tiny Wishes
CS: Soft Suede, Dusty Durango, Crushed Curry
Ink: Soft Suede, Summer Sun, Dusty Durango,
Crushed Curry
Accessories: White Gel Pen, Dusty Durango
Ribbon, Large SU Brad, Autumn Harvest
Rub-on, 1 1/4 circle punch, Sponges,
Dementionals
May 29, 2009
Graduation Card for my Niece
Our niece Cassie is having her graduation party this weekend and I thought I would share the card I made for her. My daughter Shannon (age 7) helped, she loves Cassie to death.
CS: Raspberry Tart DP, Textured CS Pink
Pirouette
Pirouette
Accessories: Sizzix Manhattan folder, Vellum
Saying, Jolees, Button, SU Filigree Brad, Cordaroy Brad
Saying, Jolees, Button, SU Filigree Brad, Cordaroy Brad
Technique: It is called A Tri Shutter Card and I found it on SCS. Thank you so much to Bonnie
Szwalkiewicz for doing the tutorial, you rock.
May 18, 2009
Memories - tumbled tiles
May 4, 2009
Summer Fun
May 3, 2009
Mothers Day Card and Set
Mothers Day Chocolate box
Mothers Day Gift Bag
Apr 27, 2009
Buzz Buzz
Stamps: Just Buzzing By
CS: Pink Pirouette, Baja Breeze, Confetti White, Tea Party DP
Ink: Pink Pirouette, Baja Breeze,Black
Accesories: SU Circle Cutter, SAB Ribbon, Vanilla Hardware, SU Punch, Cystal Effects, Markers, Old SU Cloud Stencil
Did direct to paper on pink CS.
forgot to add that the hardware idea came from my friend Katie, she used it on a card she send me. Thanks Katie.
Apr 25, 2009
Too Tweet !!
Well it's been awhile but I'm back. This page was a chance to use new stuff. I really love the sizzix machine and I also tried the new chipboard.
Stamp Sets: Inspired by Nature, Sense of Time
Card Stock: Bashful blue, Barely Banana, Tea Party DP
Ink: Old Olive, Barely Banana, Bashful Blue, Chocolate Chip, Pretty in Pink, Kiwi
Kiss
Accessories: SU Chipboard, SU White Ribbon, Sizzix Top-notch Die, SU Boarder Punch,
Markers, SU Fine Glitter, Build-a-brad, Bee stickers, Old SU Cloud
Stencil, Mono Adhesive, Glue Dots
I used markers and the huffing technique for the daisies, Cloud stencil to add soft clouds to background and found that colouring the chipboard with ink pads made it easier to get good glitter cover, if you miss small bits it doesn't show.
Dec 23, 2008
Merry Christmas to all our Military and Thankyou!!
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!
"For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night.
Sleep without fear as you turn out your lights.
"It's my duty to stand at the front of this line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one has asked or begged or implored me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December,
"Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembered."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
"I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.
"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you some money, prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!
"For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night.
Sleep without fear as you turn out your lights.
"It's my duty to stand at the front of this line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one has asked or begged or implored me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December,
"Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembered."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
"I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.
"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you some money, prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.
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