Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
1. I believe everyone has the ability to be creative.
2. I believe we are stronger than we realize.
3. I believe every person I meet has something to teach me.
4. I believe if more people would read, they would suffer less.
5. I believe you have to support those you love in their dreams.
6. I believe you have to dream or you'll die.
7. I believe God has more blessings for us than we even dare to ask for.
8. I believe God wants to bless us with all of those things, but he's waiting for us to ask.
9. I believe in black pens.
10. I believe some obsessions are healthy.
11. I believe people should sing at the top of their lungs, even if they can't carry a tune.
12. I believe everyone has the right and privilege to be happy.
13. I believe writing frees the soul and the mind.
14. I believe chocolate can solve some problems.
15. I believe a heart can be broken and grow back stronger than before.
16. I believe that the closest place to a heaven in this world is on a sandy beach in Washington state.
17. I believe acrylic gel medium is my best friend.
18. I believe crying can sometimes lead to the clearest thinking.
19. I believe in love.
20. I believe that we appreciate what we have only after its absence.
21. I believe you should make friends wherever you go.
22. I believe wishes come true.
23. I believe miracles do happen.
24. I believe my children will be smarter than I am.
25. I believe you must go out, search, and find your bliss.
26. I believe all people are created equally.
27. I believe there won't be a time during my life where all people are treated equally.
28. I believe you don't have to be able to draw to create a work of art.
29. I believe in God.
30. I believe that we are all children of God and that he loves us all.
So, what do you believe?
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Yep, I've been gone for over a month. I'm sure you're all wondering why. Well, I was participating in National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) and I had to write a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. Although I did write the 50,000 words, I didn't actually finish the novel, so don't start asking when you'll find it in paperback at your local bookstore.
As I worked on my novel, I actually discovered a lot about myself and even a few things about life. And as this the place where I muse, here are my musings about life from NaNoWriMo.
1. When you start to get bored, throw in a love scene. One night I was struggling to get my 1667 words to keep me on track. I was bored. I wasn't enjoying what I was writing. I didn't feel like anything interesting was happening. I was about ready to tear it up (or backspace it all). Instead, however, I decided to throw in a kissing scene. Now, it was a very tasteful kissing scene, don't worry. But it boosted my word count and pushed me over my 1667 words for the evening.
What does this have to do with real life, you ask? You may not have a significant other in your life, or your significant other might be in a land far, far away, so a kissing scene may not be in store for you. But I'm sure you love to do something, right? That's the kind of love scene I'm talking about. Spend some time doing something you really love. If that's crafting, do that. If it's writing, do that. If it's cleaning, um, do that then. Just spend some quality time with that activity. I think it'll boost endorphins almost as much as kissing does.
2. The rule of 400, 900, 1667. I discovered this strange little rule early on in the writing of my 50,000 words. The first 400 words would be fairly easy to write. The next 500 were pure torture! I couldn't think of anything to write. Every time I'd check my word count, it would only be about 20 more than the time I checked it before. Then, somehow, after I'd hit about 900, the next 700+ words were easy sailing.
Here's how I believe this can be applied to real life: It'll get harder before it gets easier. Isn't that something that some aged wisewoman would say? Seriously, I can see it embroidered on a pillow. But it is so true. But maybe, more precisely, I should say, "It'll start out easy and then it'll get harder and then it'll get easier." Sometimes we set out to do something, and it isn't so bad. We think, "Hey, I can totally handle this!" And then we get trucking along, complacent in our ability to accomplish the task and, dagnabit!, it gets hard! We want to give up, because there is just no end in sight to our troubles. And then, miraculously, after a while, things get easier again. Perhaps that is the Circle of Life. Or, as I call it, the rule of 400, 900, 1667.
3. Sometimes you can find jewels in big, huge piles of garbage. Some nights I'd be writing just to get my 1667 words done. I knew what I was writing wasn't very good. I wasn't sure where my plot was going or what motiviated my characters to act. And I'd end up with too many words that were probably (almost certainly) going to be completely cut from my novel. It was word garbage. Big, huge piles of it. But, again, almost certainly, I would discover something new about my characters or I'd write a line of dialogue that I loved or the next part of my plot would suddenly pop into my head. They were teeny, tiny jewels, or sometimes not so teeny, tiny, but they were totally worth going through all of the garbage I had written before.
We all have big, huge piles of garbage in our lives. Some people have literal piles of garbage, while others have more metaphorical piles of garbage. But I really do believe that we can find moments in those pile of garbage times that are jewels. For me, my big pile of garbage time has been from July 2008 right through today and on 'til April. In this time, TSH has been home for about, oh, 4 months total. In that time, the oldest son started preschool, the baby started doing everything, the oldest graduated from preschool, the oldest started kindergarten, and the middle child started preschool. I've worked full-time. I quit my reading endorsement when I just had one class left to take. The air conditioning in my faithful steed went kaput. It has been quite...exhausting. But we've had so much good in our lives. The baby is the sweetest little boy and he's so much easier than the other two were as babies. We were able to buy a house with the help of my brother, so we didn't have to live in an apartment anymore. TSH's bonus finally came through and I bought my beautiful new (to me) Ford Fusion. So many tiny jewels that have let me know how blessed I am. Oh, and, hello! I finished 50,000 words of my novel in 30 days!
So, I said I learned a few things, and I think I learned more than these 3, but I'm going to stick with just these for now. Even if you never write a novel, I hope you find some wisdom in these. And if you do decide to write a novel, you have to do NaNoWriMo. It's the best legal high you can get!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Well, I've been thinking a lot this past year about having some kind of art retreat, a little like Artfest, but not nearly as large (I was thinking about 10-15 participants), and much closer to home (say, Park City or Heber), but definitely as much fun. And I was thinking about it again tonight, and I said to myself, "Self, why don't we have a creativity retreat instead of an art retreat?" And then I said, "Why, Self, I think that's brilliant! Then we could have lots of different kinds of lessons and workshops and have ridiculous amounts of fun!" And then I clapped my hands together and said, "Okay, Self, let's get started on this."
This retreat would be not just for those who already know they're creative; it would be for those whose creativity is dormant. Yes, even those people who insist that they're not creative would benefit from this retreat. Benefit and have fun.
So, here I am, getting started on a creativity retreat, to be known as the Creative Divas Retreat, and I wanted to put it out to you, my handful of faithful readers, first. Here's what I'm thinking:
- 3 days and 2 nights in a cabin up in Heber one weekend in July (1, 2, and 3, or 8, 9, and 10)
- All meals and snacks included
- All supplies included
- A special handmade gift from me
- Classes that might include: writing poetry from nature, "Stop thinking and start writing", game piece jewelry, making journals and art journaling, wishing shrines and/or prayer flags, crowns.
And I want to reign in the price at between $200 and $300 (maybe even less). Quite honestly, I want to get it as cheap as I can without scrimping on quality (We will not be eating store brand cookies; only real Oreos will do for my Creative Divas!), so I wouldn't be taking much profit, if any, from the weekend.
This is what I would like from you, dear readers (ooh, I feel Jane Eyre): If you would be interested in such a weekend (no commitment right now, mind you), email me or make a comment on the blog. It would be girls only and a whole lot of silly times, kind of like a pajama party for adults.
Oh, and if you're interested in teaching something that you know how to do/make, let me know that too! I don't know if we could pay anything right now, but it would be a good chance to start getting some teaching experience. And, who knows, maybe the next year it might be even bigger and people will come from all of the world just to take a class from you!
Monday, September 28, 2009
Love is very mercurial. Sometimes she is pleasant. She gives you hugs, she tells you how much she cares about you, she makes you feel like you can do no wrong. On those days, she wears red and pink. In fact, she looks like a walking Valentine with hearts embroidered on her cardigan.
But, other days, Love wears steel gray sweaters, jeans, and black combat boots. She's Tough Love and she will kick your butt if you even try to get out of line. She tells you that you're better than you've been behaving and to stop pissing your life away.
Some say Love is bipolar, but she isn't. She just will show you love in any way that will get through to your heart.
Friday, September 4, 2009
How I have missed you! Every day, I crave your sweet smooth taste. I ache for your lovely brown, bubbling liquid lighting up my dull glass. I dream of the days when I held you in my hands and I knew that I would not be tired because you were there.
But, too quickly, you became a drug. I was addicted to the burst of energy I had when you were my drink of choice. I couldn't sleep at night. And so I had to leave you for your weaker, younger brother, Caffeine Free.
It certainly isn't the same, but he's a safer choice. I can sleep at night now, and I no longer have my recycling bin full of your bottles. It is better. I keep telling myself that. This is the way it needs to be. I'm sorry.
P.S. Don't despair. I'm sure you'll be back in my life before you know it. It's only the second week of school.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Hi! It's me again! Sorry I haven't been around for awhile. After you read Almost French, I took off to Paris for a couple of weeks. I wore a beret and dressed in haute couture and drank cafe au laits while sitting in a little outdoor cafe that sits on the Seine. I did a lot of people watching, a lot of writing, and a lot of just sitting and listening. Oh, and every morning I had flakey croissants and chocolat chaud brought to my room at the little hotel where I stayed. Hmm, maybe I shouldn'thave told you that. I heard that you were on a diet; how's that going for you?
After Paris, I went up to Port Townsend and rented a cottage on the beach. I walked the water's edge every dawn in my bare feet and wore a bright red dress that swirled around my ankles. When I finished my morning walk, I would hide all day, working on that novel that you started last year. Too bad you were to busy taking care of your kids and trying to finish unpacking before you went back to work; it would have been nice if you could have gotten away to spend some time with me. Maybe next summer.
I think we should get together sometime soon. Give me a call when you have a free moment, okay?
Your Shadow Self
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
I'm a little jealous of Ms. Powell. I want a cool idea for my blog that will make people want to keep coming back for more and then I can write a book which is then turned into a major motion picture. I could keep doing ARBPTWPMYTU, but so many people keep saying that they like my bad poems that I'm beginning to doubt my understanding of "good poetry". I don't think I'll do food, because I don't think many people want to read about all of the stuff I make from the Weight Watchers' cookbooks. Author and columnist Ann Cannon already has the market on a blog about writing and what she eats every day. (If you haven't read her column in the Deseret News, you have to! It's hilarious, she's hilarious, and I might even start subscribing to the Deseret News so I can read it. Well, probably not. I'll just keep going over to my parents' house to read it. We subscribed to the newspaper once, and the stacks of papers that needed to go to the recycling bin just became unbearable. I don't think I could do that again.)
So, back to the beginning, I need a cool new gimmick for my blog. Here are some ideas, just off the top of my head:
The Crazed Rantings of a High School English Teacher (Just in case you didn't get enough rantings from crazed people with their own shows on news networks who for some reason have a huge following)
What I Read Today (which could be potentially interesting, but also could be very boring if you really don't want to read about fluffy romance novels or poorly written papers)
A Daily Dose of Wisdom From Scrubs (hmm, I like that idea; I could even make it more broad and just say "A Daily Dose of Wisdom From Sitcoms" so I have an even better excuse to watch Friends, Fraser, and Will and Grace)
A Daily Dose of Crazy From Daytime Soaps (this could be a "don't-do-this" blog inspired by my recent obsession with The Bold and The Beautiful)
What do you, my dear readers, think? Perhaps it could be a combination of all four? I'm kind of liking that idea.
Do you have any other suggestions?
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
And, I have to admit, that the only thing I could think of as I listened to this story is that no one is trying to offer me iPhones or trips to Hawaii and I felt kind of left out. So, marketers of stuff, if you're looking for a thirty-something working mom of three boys living in the suburbs to help move your product, I am totally open to receiving free products and saying good things about them. And I'm sure that my handful of readers will jump on board and buy your things just because I tell them to.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Artist Kelly Rae Roberts has written on her blog about Megan and the effort to raise $100,000 by August 1 so Megan can get the treatment she needs. I hope, if you're able, that you'll donate a few dollars to the cause. If money is tight, which it is for so many of us right now, and you're unable to donate, please include her and her family in your prayers.
Just so you know, I'm not usually the kind of person who just donates money for people I don't even know. I don't put my extra change in the container at the store for one cause or another. I don't usually donate a dollar to Primary Children's Hospital when the cashier asks if I want to. But for some reason, this cause has touched me. I hope if you're able that you'll donate a few dollars too.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
But I don't think I should be the only one who should have to read this terrible stuff; you should have to suffer along with me! So, here's the first edition and, depending on how many people go to the emergency room after reading this, maybe the last edition of Andria's Really Bad Poetry That Will Probably Make You Throw Up (ARBPTWPMYTU).
These first two poems were written when I was a sophomore in college. It was Valentine's Day and my friend Jen and I decided to write "I Hate Men" poetry. These are my two additions to the poetry-writing/man-hating evening.
(Just so you know, I do not hate men; I'm married to one, I have five brothers and a father who are men, and hopefully my boys grow up to be men. However, when you don't have a date on Valentine's, you've gotta do something.)
You're probably thinking, "Wow. That's pretty darn bad." Oh ho ho! You just wait. I have even worse poetry than this! This is among some of the best of my poorly penned pieces
Oh, and, even though this poetry is truly awful, it is still copyrighted by me, so please don't steal it and say that you wrote it. This humiliation belongs to me!
Monday, June 29, 2009
That would cost too much money.
So-and-so can clean an entire house by herself. I should be able to manage this teeny, tiny apartment.
And, of course the old standby:
What would so-and-so and such-and-such think of me if I couldn't clean my apartment?
And now that it's the day before I have to be out of the apartment, and it still isn't in the same condition it was first rented in (paraphrasing from our lease), and I'm so worn out that I still couldn't finish it. I kept cleaning and it seemed like everywhere I turned, there was another mess that was impossible to clean.
That's when I began to think, "Why am I putting myself through this? Why have I made myself believe that a perfectly cleaned apartment is necessary," and, perhaps even worse, "Why did I spend every night TSH was home last week cleaning the apartment?" We don't know for sure when he's going to be home and we spent our last hours together cleaning?! That last thought brought a few, brief tears.
I wonder what I was doing last week that kept myself from hearing these little whisperings. I guess I let myself get so wrapped up in what others thought of me and my little panic attacks, that I didn't listen.
So, tonight, I'm going to put my boys to bed, do my reading for class tomorrow, and, before I go to sleep, I'm going to write a little prayer asking for some help to get me through tomorrow. Because, if I can get through tomorrow without being rushed to the hospital with another bout of anxiety (which actually causes more anxiety, because you then have the $300 emergency room visit to pay for on top of whatever caused the anxiety in the first place) and without freaking out at the apartment assistant manager during our walk-through, I'll be done with that apartment forever!
And we'll live happily ever after in our little house that I got after making my wishing shrine...which I'll have to tell you about another time.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
My new friend MK is the lady in front. The other lady is lovely too, but I don't remember her name.
Here's Tami with Liesel, an awesome artist. I wish you could see her necklace better. It's gorgeous and I want it!
Susan Wooldridge is the lady on the right. She's crazy awesome!
This is my awesome new friend Tami and me. I have three days of hat hair here. Please do not judge me too harshly.
This is Tami's new boyfriend. He's buff, but he's kind of nutty.
Tami. We were having a dance on our last night.
Here's my second workshop, where we created a journal with Pam Garrison. Pam is standing there at the front table, on the right.
Things we gathered from the beach in empty matchboxes. I wrote one of my poems about the objects in the box on the left.
My lovely cell...I mean dorm room.
The theme of Artfest 2009 was Sea Monsters, and I found Nessie one morning as I was taking a walk on the beach.
I'm sorry, but I had to take a picture of the lone boat in the middle of weeds.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
*update* I just opened an email from Joann's and there are two coupons from them this week in it. So here ya go!
Monday, May 11, 2009
Originally uploaded by Kim Naumann - Curiouser & Curiouser Designs
So, imagine having a cup of herbal tea in my kitchen while basking in the beautiful yellow and blue. Ahh, so bright and cheerful and, yet, so relaxing too! But, I promise, there will not be any red mushrooms in my kitchen.
Vintage Green and Flamenco Pink--Shades of Inspiration
Originally uploaded by La Dama de Collage / Andria
Here are the colors for my bedroom. I already have a lot of the pieces for this room already, like this vintage decanter and the pink Flamenco dancer. Love it!
Aqua/Blue + Red
Originally uploaded by Valerie.
So, I've been thinking a lot lately about the colors of the new house (yay! new house!) and I think I've finally come to a real decision on four rooms. This photo mosaic (not done by me) shows the colors for my new studio. Woohoo! I'm so excited to start painting!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
And I will get my pictures up this weekend. I promise!
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Today I decided was the day for me to get it all clean inside. So, I just started brushing the huge waffle crumbs out of the iron with my fingers. I have a restaurant-style Belgian waffle-maker, so it's a little hard to just pick it up and shake it over the sink or the garbage (another reason it's taken me so long to clean). And, again, it was making a huge mess, but it didn't really seem to help.
That's when inspiration hit. I got my vacuum and used the hose to vacuum out my waffle-maker! And then I just wiped off the waffle maker with some hot water when I finished. Ta da! Clean waffle-maker...finally.
I don't think I've ever loved my vacuum more than I d0 today.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
But I just wanted to let you know that TSH did deploy last week and we're doing fine. The boys and I miss him, of course, but we're plugging along. I'll be staying busy by packing and making art and probably a million magnets (they'll start calling me "Crazy Magnet Lady" but that's okay). And there's a class up at the U that I want to take that involves making treasures out of trash, totally up my alley.
So, we're doing fine. For now. :D
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
I believe everyone is creative. Creativity is not just about painting a masterpiece or decorating a room better than anyone else or sitting in a glass box in the middle of a crowded city and composing a violin concerto. Creativity is taking what you have, the talents you were given at birth or the simple resources you have available to you, and doing something worthwhile with those things.
It drives me crazy when my friends and members of my family say that they are not creative. I think, How can you not be creative? You’re a human being! Humans are essentially creative creatures. We’ve been creating since the dawn of time. We built the pyramids in Egypt and Mexico. The Taj Mahal in India. Notre Dame de Paris in, well, Paris. And we didn’t stop there! Then we decorated all of these edifices with murals, jewels, writings of a hieroglyphic and calligryphic nature, and elaborate stained glass windows.
Humans have created masterpieces of music that have stood the test of centuries. Handel, Beethoven, and even Barry Manilow have created music that transcends time. Everyone recognizes The Messiah, “Fur Elise,” and “Copacabana.” These men took what they knew, took what they had, and created something remarkable.
Creativity was handed down to us from our ancestors. It’s more common than brown eyes or olive skin and more prevalent than heart disease or obesity. Being creative is simply who we are.
The feeling that some are creative and some are not tends to be widespread in those of my profession: high school teachers. Teachers at the high school level often look at their elementary school friends and think that elementary school teachers are just more creative. After all, their classrooms are always decorated for the holidays and they make applesauce in the fall, paper snowflakes in the winter, and little bunnies with cotton ball tails in the spring.
For the most part, high school teachers do not have classrooms decorated for Thanksgiving or Valentine’s Day or make cutesy craft projects. But we are a creative bunch. We take vague state standards, the most current research from respected professionals, and whatever resources (high-tech or not-so-high-tech) we have available, and we create masterpieces of teaching. We care about “doing it right, or better.” We are creative.
I wish, sometimes, that I could take the blinders off my friends, family, and colleagues so they could see their own creativity. I wish that all people understood that they are creative, even if what they create doesn’t hang in a museum or get played by a symphony orchestra. I wish that others would believe, as I do, that we are all creative.
*note* This is an essay I wrote for the This I Believe. Sadly, they did not publish it, but, lucky you, now you get to read it.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
I hung it up the other day even though it is nowhere near the vintage postcards. I just wanted to see what it looked like on my blank white wall.
Last night, Andrew looked up at the picture and started giggling. He said, "That dinosaur is trying to eat that girl's big bum!" Hmm, maybe this picture isn't what I thought it was...
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
National Grammar Day is March 4. Use the day to encourage good grammar with your high school students and to make grammar fun.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Managing Your Working Mommy Guilt By Not Being Perfect
I have to admit that I excel at the "not being perfect" part of this article.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Green: A St. Patrick's Day Poem
In A Spanish City (Poem)
Marble Magnet Madness (Okay, that's not the title of the article, but that's what I wanted it to be.)
If you like what you read, make sure to click "recommend" underneath my name.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Now, however, we have some stinky news. Despite being told several times that he was definately not on the battle roster (his unit is going to Afghanistan in April), we found Monday that he is on the battle roster. And, at this point, it's pretty certain that he'll be going. They're leaving for a year.
And here we go again.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Have you ever wondered what happens in teachers' lounge or workroom? And have you ever wondered what happens if that room is haunted?
Sunday, February 22, 2009
1. Put your iTunes on shuffle.
2. For each question, hit the "next" button.
3. Write down the song title and artist for the question.
4. Continue until you're done.
If someone says “Are you okay?” you say:
"Falling for the First Time" (Bare Naked Ladies)
How would you describe yourself?
"Meaningless Kiss" (Music and Lyrics soundtrack)
What do you look for a in a guy/girl?
"Ritmos Flamenco" (Armik) ("Flamenco Rythms in English)
How do you feel today?
“Hey Schoolgirl/Black Slacks” (Simon and Garfunkel)
What is your life’s purpose?
“I Made It Through the Rain” (Barry Manilow)
What’s your motto?
“Princes of the Universe” (Queen)
What do your friends think of you?
“Turn Me On” (Norah Jones)
What do your parents think of you?
What do you think about very often?
“One Night in Bangkok”
What did you think about your first kiss?
“Red House” (Jimi Hendrix)
What do you think of your best friend(s)?
“Thanks that was fun” (Bare Naked Ladies)
What is your life story?
“New Soul” Yael Naim
What do you want to be when you grow up?
“Adios” La Oreja de Van Gogh
What will they play at your funeral?
“Get in Line” Bare Naked Ladies
What is your hobby/interest?
“Deck the Halls” (Donny Osmond)
What is your biggest fear?
"Even Angels Fall" (Jessica Riddle)
What is your biggest secret?
"Winter Wonderland" (Tara McLean)
What do you want right now?
"Witness" (Sarah McLachlan)
What do you think of your friends?
"Dirty Little Secret" (Sarah McLachlan)
What will you title this post?
"Love Autopsy" (Music and Lyrics Soundtrack)
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Today's Magnet Monday (on a Tuesday) was inspired by the movie Confessions of a Shopaholic. After leaving the movie yesterday, I totally knew what today's magnets had to be. So, in honor of shopaholics everwhere (including myself), here are today's magnets:
I just love these cute little magnets!
Here's today's sad thing: I'm not giving any magnets away this week. I need to get caught up with all of the other things that I need to get sent out. But if you feel like you must have one of these sweet little magnets, let me know and I can sell one to you (at a very reasonable price). And as soon as I get a couple of minutes, I'll be able to get all of the stuff in my Etsy store that I've been working on. Maybe when TSH is home, he'll take the youngins for a while and I can finally get some things in my Etsy store. And then I can become rich and famous and shop some more!
Monday, February 16, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
1. For the "Love" magnets...Kendra!
2. For the "Sexy" magnets...Heidi!
3. And for the "mystery magnets" which I can't upload pictures of right now because I left my cable at work and it's the weekend, but I'll post later...oh, you want to know who won? Well, it was Amy who posted a comment on my blog for the very first time!
Also, Nicole and Megan will receive the flower gift tag magnets for being the first two to post comments.
Wow! That was loads of fun, wasn't it? So, if you'll all do me a favor and email me your addresses, I'll get these off to you next week (oh, and Katie and Emily, I do have your magnets ready to send, so I'll get those off next week too).
Hasta el proximo Magnet Monday!
Monday, February 9, 2009
Then, after I had given up getting the internet back up, I had gone into the computer room and saw that all of the lights were lit up on the modem. Hmm, a good sign, I said to myself. So I grabbed my sweet little computer, and, what do you know!, the internet was back up. So, it's late, but we're having Miracle Mega Magnet Monday!
First off, we have two gift tags that have been converted into magnets.
I've been making these flower gift tags over the last few weekends, perfecting them, and now I have 6 sets of them ready to put in my Etsy store. But the first two people who comment on this post will receive one of these magnet/gift tags as well as get their names put in the drawing for the other magnets.. And if you buy a set of gift tags and you want magnets for them, just leave me a note when you purchase the tags, and I'll send you the magnets for free.
Okay, ladies (and gentleman), sit down for the next set of magnets. They're Scrabble tile magnets, but they're not just any Scrabble tile magnets, they're...
Bella, Edward, and Twilight magnets! (There is an extra "e" and "w" so they don't have to be used exactly as picture above.) And now for the disappointing thing; I'm not giving them away. No, if you want them, you'll have to buy them. But I am giving away two small Scrabble tile magnet sets. And here they are:
Yep, for Valentine's Day "Love" and "Sexy" are the magnets I'm giving away! I'll give the "Love" magnets to one lucky person and the "Sexy" set to another.
There is also going to be a surprise magnet on Friday when I announce the winners. So, what do you have to do to win? Just post a comment before Friday. And if you want another entry, let the readers of your blog know about the giveaway by posting to your blog.
And if you've already won, please still post a comment. Everyone is welcome to enter!
I'll also be adding the gift tags and the Twilight magnets to my Etsy store this week. I'll let you know when that's been done.
Whew! I'm tired now, but I'm so excited about Miracle Mega (mega mega mega) Magnet (magnet magnet magnet) MONDAAAAAYYYY!
Click on the link below and read the poem. Then click on "recommend" underneath her name just under the title of the poem.
A Second Chance
"A Second Chance" is a poem about almost losing someone you love and recognizing that you can be together again.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
What are you grateful for this week?
And I wanted to say sorry for not posting a Magnet Monday this week. Time just got away from me. So, to make up for it, I'm going to have a Mega Magnet Monday next week. So make sure you visit on Monday. It'll be fun, I promise.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
There once was a little man who was trapped in a bathroom. He had a book of maps that he would consult, hoping that one day they would lead him to an exit. But no matter how hard he tried, that book of maps never helped him to get out of that bathroom. It led him ice cream shops and monster trucks, however.
And here's what really happened:
Last Monday my boys were both coughing hard. Andrew had a cough that sounded really dry and painful, so I turned the shower on full blast on hot and put a chair in the bathroom for him to sit on so he didn't have to sit on the floor. And then I felt bad about shutting him up in the bathroom by himself, so I got him his maze book so he could do some mazes while he was in there.
I have to admit, what you think happened in that bathroom is much more interesting than what really happened.
I have another picture for this week if I can find it. I think it will really make you scratch your head.
Yes, I have a new computer. It's a cute little Acer Aspire One AOA150-1126 8.9-Inch Netbook (1.6 GHz Intel Atom N270 Processor, 1 GB RAM, 160 GB Hard Drive, XP Home, 6 Cell Battery) White
and I'm totally in love with it. Today's the first day I've used the internet on it because we don't have wireless internet at home yet, but I brought the computer with me to my parents', so we're checking out how it works.
It's teeny-tiny. It's so small that I put it in my purse (just a regular sized purse) to bring it over here. I'm using it to write my soon-to-be famous novel at night (over 8,000 words now).
I know you're jealous, but I'm sorry. I guess you'll have to get your own. :D
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
This week I'm grateful that it is only three weeks until TSH is home. And I'm grateful that tomorrow is Friday. They're simple things, but that's what I'm thankful for this week.
What are you thankful for?