Okay, we all know about Punch and Judy, right? I didn't have any idea how old they were, though! We are talking Middle Ages old! I know, right? So, anyway, my Li'l Dude wanted to know who they were, and I found pure GOLD on You Tube:
Punch and Judy
Make sure you go to the bathroom first! Enjoy!
"I was born in the summer of my 22nd year, coming home to a place I'd never been before..."
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
derp
So, I found a new Stampin' Up demonstrator, and she lives out near Plymouth. She was having an Open House last weekend, so I made plans to go out and place my 'once a year' order. I checked my directions, gathered up my list and catalogs, and headed out. It took me about an hour, and I parked in her driveway and carefully maneuvered around the ice patches to the front door. Rang the bell, which was answered by a little girl, and I asked for her mom. She let me in, and I saw two men and a woman, casually dressed, standing in the kitchen- looking very surprised by my appearance. I stammered, "Stampin' Up?" The woman came forward and said, "The Open House was yesterday!"
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Boiled in Oil
A snapshot:
Angus! was humming. Humming one refrain of an 80's song in what can only be described as a high-pitched whine. Only it was like a record with a scratch in it. It kept repeating, repeating, repeating...
Dahtwe was jumping, upstairs, in his room. Rhythmically. Just jumping, jumping, jumping...then running up and down the stairs, through the rooms, then back upstairs to continue...jumping.
The dog barked every time I used my little hammer to put eyelets into the cards I was making. Constantly. Barking, barking, barking.
Am I in hell or just being purified, you know, boiled in oil?
Angus! was humming. Humming one refrain of an 80's song in what can only be described as a high-pitched whine. Only it was like a record with a scratch in it. It kept repeating, repeating, repeating...
Dahtwe was jumping, upstairs, in his room. Rhythmically. Just jumping, jumping, jumping...then running up and down the stairs, through the rooms, then back upstairs to continue...jumping.
The dog barked every time I used my little hammer to put eyelets into the cards I was making. Constantly. Barking, barking, barking.
Am I in hell or just being purified, you know, boiled in oil?
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
A Wicked Nor'eastah...
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing!
Craft fair incineration...LOL
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Craft fair crash and burn...
Miss T and I always have a good time hanging out and being snarky, even though the fair was a bust. You know how you should never trust a military recruiter? Yeah, well, you can't exactly trust a craft fair coordinator, either...LOL
Miss T's more than half of the table:

My Christmas card display

...at least the pigs had a great time!
Miss T's more than half of the table:
My Christmas card display
...at least the pigs had a great time!
Halloween
This year, we missed Angus! He went and trick-r-treated w/his best friend. We had some extras, as Soph and the Spaghettios came along for our marathon run. Banana blackened Big T's beard to try and make him appear younger...LMAO
I had a record low of 14 kids this year, and my crusty crew had a record haul!



And I spent 2 days cooking up all that pumpkin. Over 4 gallons of it! Pumpkin pie...here we come! Although this guy doesn't look too happy...
I had a record low of 14 kids this year, and my crusty crew had a record haul!
And I spent 2 days cooking up all that pumpkin. Over 4 gallons of it! Pumpkin pie...here we come! Although this guy doesn't look too happy...
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Another 15 Minutes of Fame...
I received an email from Tara Johnson of thedailyauburn.com. She was interested in interviewing local crafters who sell their wares online. We met at the library and had a fun time chatting. I was very excited to be promoted in this way.
Here's the link to the article: Local custom card designer opens online store.
Thanks, Tara!
Here's the link to the article: Local custom card designer opens online store.
Thanks, Tara!
Saturday, July 3, 2010
God Bless America
Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?









What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
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