This is my newest card creation. I used this for a masculine birthday card for a friend here at work that rides bikes. In hindsight, I think I should have used Staz-On because the ink turned a little “muddy” on the card stock. Supplies: Paper cutter Light brown card stock, cut to 5.5″ x 8″…
We have a serious problem in our house. Someone sneaks into our house, past the dog, past my husband and I, and past the kids… to take bites out of the strawberries in the fridge. I have yet to catch this person. The rumor in our house is that the person’s name is Not Me. …
Last Friday afternoon, we welcomed two new family members into our crazy lives. No, not new dogs or cats, or children, Heaven forbid.Two flame tetras.Why, you ask? Because mommy felt guilty about going to Chicago. Friday, I called into work and we headed up North to the Super Wal-mart. It was still hush-hush on what…
There’s a new catch phrase in our house. Mama-Maria. It is usually used as an exclamation and at the top of the kids’ lungs. We don’t know anyone named Maria. My kids have never called me momma. How did these two get put together to begin my kids’ go-to phrase? Funny you should ask. About…
I grew up in a messy house. My mom would have rather played with us kids than clean. I can remember making tent forts, having floor picnics, tea parties, and even playing Pilgrims and Indians on my parents’ bed (the bed was the Mayflower… LOL). I would rather play with my kids then clean.There, I…
“It’s 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it’s dark… and we’re wearing sunglasses” Mommy was on vacation in Chicago. Granted, it was for work. But it was three days with no cartoons, no one opening the shower curtain and no one interrupting me in the…
My kids are so old-school. I just realized this recently.They watch Scooby Doo, Flintstones, Tom and Jerry. They have even sat and watched I Love Lucy reruns with me. Seriously. I have three year olds who watch the stuff I watched growing up… and ask to watch it. It doesn’t stop there. We have a few games…
I was always told that the Terrible Twos were so bad. That during that stage they would throw tantrums, be hellions, assert their independence, etc. No one mentioned the threes. The threes are making me nuts. The threes are making me insane. The threes are making my question why I wanted kids. The threes are…