tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281309042024-03-07T21:27:13.135-06:00HeartfeltgreetingsAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.comBlogger849125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-54739625874390084342010-07-09T21:29:00.001-05:002010-07-09T21:29:44.062-05:00I'm Not Dead!I know many of you have been wondering....so just to set your mind at ease let me be the first to tell you that I'm still alive!!! Woo-hoo! I know, shame on me for celebrating Mother's Day with you and then bolting. <br />
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I have to honestly tell you that crafting for me has gone by the wayside. Work has taken it's toll on me creatively speaking. It makes me sad, truly. I've got a room full of fabulous stuff and no desire to work it {insert sad face}. <br />
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To be perfectly honest there has been one other thing taking a bite out of my crafting time, and that's my Nikon D90. I'm sure a lot of you know that I have loved photography for a number of years now. It's my "other" love. And it has only been in the last 6 months or so that this love has taken on more meaning in my life. I have decided I want to try and take this hobby, or love of mine, even further. Now, instead of perusing card blogs, I have a million photography blogs in my Google Reader. I am constantly gathering as much information as I can about taking better photographs. I've bought wonderful books that I can immerse myself in even deeper. <br />
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I want to take this thing professional. I know, shocker. But that is a long way off. My first plan of action is to start booking some portfolio building sessions with friends to practice my shooting. My vision is to take bold, colorful images of children/families and seniors (the high school kind). You know me, color speaks to me in a way not many other things can. And I want to take that love of color and transition it into my photographs. And the more natural the poses, the better. No stuffy traditional poses for me. I want to capture the emotion, energy and love of everyone I am priviledged to take photos of. <br />
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So, what do you think? Are you surprised? Is there anyone still reading this blog (I know there are a few of you still left!)? I am also happy to share with you that I am starting another blog called Captured in Color, which is the name I chose for my new business. I think it captures what I'm about better than any other name I came up with. Bold, colorful images of beautiful people (not beautiful people in a stuck up way). I think I like it. <br />
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If you'd like to check out my new blog, I have my first post up. You can find me at <a href="http://capturedincolor.blogspot.com/">Captured In Color</a>. Stop by and visit me and leave me some love!Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-18209853164637664312010-05-11T16:11:00.001-05:002010-05-11T16:14:46.798-05:00Margarita's and Mom's.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">These guys are the reason I'm called Mom. And I was lucky enough to spend the day with them on Mother's Day. They make life difficult for me once in while, since they're not perfect children. I don't know about you, some of you might have perfect children. But I assure you, these adorable gentleman are not. I've shed many tears on their behalf. I sometimes think I'm a horrible mother when they push me over the edge with their shenanigans. But, in the end, when the tears have dried, I thank my lucky stars God chose me to be their Mom. <i>Even when they drop (and consequently shatter) a dinner plate at the Mother's Day buffet we went to at a restaurant in River Falls, WI Sunday evening....</i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnKkRAN8yGI3nHVT1fSGKTexjr82SfETfZJ2QAkF8YbipYEWJeCHnR8d6hfYsPSivehjIlidJuYMEAQsWRyxOsaTytToVNxqGu1xfB1aXoOlA_bWI-3RSitHTAEzjPhoTPT5s9Jg/s1600/DSC_0056_edited-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnKkRAN8yGI3nHVT1fSGKTexjr82SfETfZJ2QAkF8YbipYEWJeCHnR8d6hfYsPSivehjIlidJuYMEAQsWRyxOsaTytToVNxqGu1xfB1aXoOlA_bWI-3RSitHTAEzjPhoTPT5s9Jg/s640/DSC_0056_edited-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This lovely lady is MY mom. She's as good as they get. Do you think we look alike? I love her so much and am so thankful she is still in relatively good health and good spirits. I am her only daughter, the youngest of four children. I can only hope I'm as good as her some day!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And finally, here's a card for you. I was feeling a little margarita-like one day and dug this stamp out of the hardly-ever-used anymore pile of stamps I have collecting in my stamp room. The paper I used was a piece I got from my friend Lue, and I ADORE it! It was in a 12x12 pack of paper from K & C I think. I need to go searching for it online, because I've never been lucky enough to find it in a store. The margarita stamp and sentiment stamp are both from Amuse.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Well, tonight is a great night for TV watching....IDOL, BIGGEST LOSER, and GLEE! And it's Taco Tuesday at the Westerman household tonight for dinner, so no big clean-up necessary. Gotta love that.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-41473421635551058202010-05-09T06:06:00.000-05:002010-05-09T06:06:00.195-05:00To Mother, With Love<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><center><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><u>Without You</u></span></span></b></center><br />
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<center><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Mom, without you, there would be no me.<br />
Your love, your attention, your guidance,<br />
have made me who I am.<br />
Without you, I would be lost,<br />
wandering aimlessly,<br />
without direction or purpose.<br />
You showed me the way<br />
to serve, to accomplish, to persevere.<br />
Without you, there would be an empty space<br />
I could never fill, no matter how I tried.<br />
Instead, because of you,<br />
I have joy, contentment, satisfaction and peace.<br />
Thank you, mom.<br />
I have always loved you<br />
and I always will.</span></span></b></center><br />
</span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">By Joanna Fuchs</span></span></b></i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD7EUx9CZcqJrQYZNJHPV4gcLc3K59AzNxUNtBRQT3sRFCyjNBmPegt1g2myOLQjKBbBWbd6lLgC1byHPxMcdWyeXVr_lf_PfPuG_oosZKaEhsxl-iWRHLZf7JbVgEI-1p8Kt0pw/s1600/DSC_0381_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD7EUx9CZcqJrQYZNJHPV4gcLc3K59AzNxUNtBRQT3sRFCyjNBmPegt1g2myOLQjKBbBWbd6lLgC1byHPxMcdWyeXVr_lf_PfPuG_oosZKaEhsxl-iWRHLZf7JbVgEI-1p8Kt0pw/s640/DSC_0381_edited-1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In loving honor of my mom. She is my inspiration. I hope I am half the woman when I am older. Always loving, always supportive, always loved.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Happy Mother's Day Mom!!!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Your Daughter Amy</span></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-80504234612627975712010-05-06T08:17:00.002-05:002010-05-06T08:24:29.132-05:00A Card and a CatYou'd be right if you thought life around here has been crazy since we accepted the new job offer! I'm happy to tell you that we found an apartment for Doug on the very first try--it's an efficiency, so it's small, but for now, it will do. Once he's had some time to live in it and see how he does, we'll know if he needs to move up to a one bedroom. The apartment is directly across from Lake Winona and the bluffs, oh my, is it a gorgeous view! And the caretakers of the apartment have been in their job for 18 years....their names are Cliff and Betty, and I have a feeling they'll take good care of the apartment AND of Doug, LOL! The good Lord was definitely watching out for us. It's clean and affordable.<br />
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The next few weeks will be crazy as well, trying to get supplies gathered to set up a second household (can you say garage sale???), and wrapping up the end of the school year for my oldest. He moves back home the same weekend we ship Doug out! It looks like he'll be starting his new job on May 17th. So excited for him!<br />
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Well, a few weeks ago I was lucky enough to go up to my friend Lue's cabin for a girls weekend (that's Lue in the middle and Teeny on the right) of stamping and scrapping. I got quite a few cards made, although not as many as I typically get done when we go away. Todays card is one of those I managed to get done. I love the colors of the paper and how I tied in the chair in to work with the paper. I don't worry about "perfect" matches, and I hope you don't either. As long as they are in the same color "family", you should be ok. You can see that the blues in the background paper and the blue I used for the chair are not exact matches, but close enough to work. <br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKT31wvuanQpSoW0Cp0mc95S18tcr3myK9QeWxLmSzazJC9LeVU-43Pbm4ohQxlsNhZdSwBfDsIl-krmzf66h4eGmY9VeJxziiZ3NJNmQGo46SnQnYoYoIb0k5H-9x7bdQVloSA/s1600/DSC_0032_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgosyce9RqMHZJyDmUF5mfwaBgrvmXIrhE1iUHqAGZSd2kDmmXRnsMpPcmKS0jZhn-T9WOYp1vxNyhoWMZCeFh5FY5sC90GaIvu9myy8vKheIA9hIzcVGhbftoCxxrn1ClTIMDcoA/s640/DSC_0034_edited-1.jpg" width="425" /></a>On a funny note, we had a great time at the cabin. However, let me tell you that Lue is a cat lover. Me, not so much, but only because I am horribly allergic to them. Teeny isn't a cat lover either. Well, there was this cat that would come up to the cabin sliding glass door all day long and meow, meow, meow to come in. Lue didn't know whose cat it was, but being that she is a cat lover, she would feed it warm milk and some turkey meat. By Sunday, we were so sick of the darn cat, so we tried to ignore it. But cats are persistent! This fella wouldn't leave us alone. From my stamping spot at the table, this is the shot I got of the annoying cat sitting on the deck railing (which is on the side of the house) and leaning WAYYYYYY over so he could get our attention through the window (at the front of the house) and meow some more!!!! Doesn't he look possessed???? Just looking at his little face makes me laugh all over again.<br />
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Here's hoping you all have a wonderful weekend. Thank you for all the well wishes for the new job. Please keep us in your prayers that all will go well in the transition.<br />
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Hugs,<br />
AmyAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-73999769734790214212010-04-30T09:13:00.000-05:002010-04-30T09:13:43.695-05:00Finally. Wonderful News!<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">Well, it's been 2 and a half long years, but I'm finally able to write the blog post that I've been itching to write for months. I wanted to let all of you know that Doug has been offered (and has accepted) a new job!!!! <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">His new position is with <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Winona</st1:placename> <st1:placename w:st="on">State</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on">University</st1:placetype></st1:place>, as the General Manager of the student run radio and TV stations on campus. Students in the Mass Communications degree program are required to participate on both stations as part of their major requirements, just like it was required of both Doug and I when we went to college at <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on"><span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Bemidji</span></st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on">State</st1:placetype> <st1:placetype w:st="on">University</st1:placetype></st1:place> so many years ago. In essence, Doug has come full circle. Twenty six years later, he’ll be hanging around the campus radio station once again, but this time as a mentor and as a teacher, not as a student. He is excited to have the opportunity to impact the lives of so many students. To this day, we fondly remember those professors at <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on"><span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Bemidji</span></st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on">State</st1:placetype> <st1:placetype w:st="on">University</st1:placetype></st1:place> that impacted us so greatly!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">As far as moving goes, our plan is for Doug to live in <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Winona</st1:place></st1:city> during the week, and for him to come home to <span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Lakeville</span> on the weekends. We have a 16 year old son who will be a junior in high school next year and uprooting him to a new school isn’t something we want to do. Both boys (Eric will be in his second year of college next fall) are extremely attached and involved with our church, <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placetype w:st="on">Mt.</st1:placetype> <st1:placename w:st="on"><span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Olivet</span></st1:placename></st1:place>, and the thought of taking them away from that is heartbreaking. We are thankful they love it and that they continue to want to serve there. We realize it will be a very rough road, but the road we’ve already traveled has been rough and we are confident the Lord will help us see this through as well. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">I can't end this post today without taking a moment to thank all of you, my faithful blog readers. You know who you are, but I'll name just a few that have religiously prayed for me and supported me with your loving comments.....Jacki, Peg M, Jenn in GA, Julee, Kim C., Melody, <span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Chelmom</span>, <span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Mudmaven</span>, Janine, <span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Bristowmom</span>, Anita C, etc, etc, etc. I could go on and on. There are many, many more of you that never gave up on me and I thank you! Your prayers, love, and support have sustained me through many dark days. You constantly encouraged me and believed that good would come once again. Some of you believed when I had a hard time believing myself. Through it all, God has been faithful and has sustained us. Truly, it was not of our will that we made it through intact. We still shake our heads at the wonder of it. What we are confident of is that we couldn’t have done it without our faith, family, and friends. So thank you, from the bottom of our hearts. We are excited about our new venture!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">Hugs,</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">Amy</span></span></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-15427920038410243082010-04-08T10:16:00.000-05:002010-04-08T10:16:04.079-05:00A Card and an Easter Update<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here's a simple one for you if you are short on time or energy! I made this at the retreat I was at in March and I loved it--I need to make some more of these!The heart stamp comes from the new SU! set, but for the life of me, I can't remember what it's called and I borrowed it from my girlfriend so I don't have it here. The squares were punched with a 1x1 inch punch. I used a bunch of Bo Bunny polka dot scraps. I told you I use this paper alot;0)! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfz5aVjkQVDaGRKvN3LHFU_-GZZVD-15Z0qpFGgry_XApFdUr-_koeYXnvLrPjNYWRP9iscCXOoU0DRXIEpoPCWceRRMcozDxXq2QWSz8Nqr1wn3u08eaRzW17IdHKZCDmNx_m9Q/s1600/DSC_0109_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfz5aVjkQVDaGRKvN3LHFU_-GZZVD-15Z0qpFGgry_XApFdUr-_koeYXnvLrPjNYWRP9iscCXOoU0DRXIEpoPCWceRRMcozDxXq2QWSz8Nqr1wn3u08eaRzW17IdHKZCDmNx_m9Q/s640/DSC_0109_edited-1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>So, what's up with all of you? Is there anyone out there anymore? I am wondering if anyone reads this blog or have you moved on to bigger and better things? I know that my readership of blogs has changed...and the types I read vary with what my interests are at the moment. I think I read less card blogs and more photography, decorating and quilting blogs now. So I get that, if that's the case. Maybe I've scared you all away because I share too many photos. I have another blog I plan on starting up again that will be strictly photography based. I love to share my photos but often wonder if this is the best avenue to do that. I think the card makers get bored with my photos, and if I invite people interested in photos only to come here they'd be bored with the cards. Oh, what's a girl supposed to do? <br />
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As far as life around the Westerman household, all is well. We are in the process of waiting to hear if Doug will be offered a job he interviewed for on Monday. The job would be PERFECT for him, but it would require a move from our home of 17 years. It would be tough, but we would be so thankful for the opportunity. It sounds like we won't hear for 2-3 weeks, ack! Why do employers do that???? Hurry up and wait. <br />
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This is my nephew Daniel and his new wife Laura. I used a 70's PSE action on this photo to make it look retro. Love how it turned out!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3wqKl3clbRp9Wo9pjfQxXna8dgdPNlY9VUsaXoBNJthiTGfCwT5MGuiaqq-ytmxNgrL2ZBlnkGOhY9skTbr5sab_cdpCe36fOQFDTxBSRO96xr1zY7ayKx-915wj2EYXsj4o5Ag/s1600/DSC_0238_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3wqKl3clbRp9Wo9pjfQxXna8dgdPNlY9VUsaXoBNJthiTGfCwT5MGuiaqq-ytmxNgrL2ZBlnkGOhY9skTbr5sab_cdpCe36fOQFDTxBSRO96xr1zY7ayKx-915wj2EYXsj4o5Ag/s640/DSC_0238_edited-1.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is my adorable mom. When we all get together, we do a lot of this. Laughing.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQsNhm6Nyxvsszo64g6dhC8At1wH0EuKwRpaJhzuPlvCos1X2OgHQUOXyPFdEbG7_LU-4lKvUzzx_tA_0dRIOOWvaTTcHa-ir0XVE_d1o8q8Pqer73EB7fKa8fNOl6xnIlK4t9WQ/s1600/DSC_0267_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQsNhm6Nyxvsszo64g6dhC8At1wH0EuKwRpaJhzuPlvCos1X2OgHQUOXyPFdEbG7_LU-4lKvUzzx_tA_0dRIOOWvaTTcHa-ir0XVE_d1o8q8Pqer73EB7fKa8fNOl6xnIlK4t9WQ/s640/DSC_0267_edited-1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This was one of the first attempts to corral the troops. By troops I mean cousins! We were missing one on Easter, but they were still in fine form without him. I'm sure you recognize my two!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3VQkRQxRhpkDUXisHnvDJh9U6w1UH-oXCs2cbAa3YKo5DA82kbWfET4qdx9zfK8C-4obEsQnWixNHBf5tm-TKe-l8g5ktouBVS51PKYEGTXhAHpZMFXzKMuUEm7yYAB2Nf_XWdQ/s1600/DSC_0308_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3VQkRQxRhpkDUXisHnvDJh9U6w1UH-oXCs2cbAa3YKo5DA82kbWfET4qdx9zfK8C-4obEsQnWixNHBf5tm-TKe-l8g5ktouBVS51PKYEGTXhAHpZMFXzKMuUEm7yYAB2Nf_XWdQ/s640/DSC_0308_edited-1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Not surpisingly, this is the best picture I was able to capture where whey were mostly all looking at the camera and in a straight line. All the others were variations of the shot above this one! Usually we take one picture of the kids in chronological order, which is what they were probably trying to accomplish in the shot above this one. For this one, however, we had them line up from tallest to shortest. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is my niece Rachel. The only way I could get a picture of myself to prove that I was actually present this day was to take a picture of my reflection in her shades, LOL!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKOYIE6yb2o1aiEwr428mDAa5cNhGSWowd8wJU8gPkOIm3K07LXlbQaeX1qMKQReDrmykHjww9EzeYiy0BpsFIv_YEwDgvX7W4KaR-hIVREpw4pBQ1cqaBseqExQ95LpIIv00MBw/s1600/DSC_0280_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKOYIE6yb2o1aiEwr428mDAa5cNhGSWowd8wJU8gPkOIm3K07LXlbQaeX1qMKQReDrmykHjww9EzeYiy0BpsFIv_YEwDgvX7W4KaR-hIVREpw4pBQ1cqaBseqExQ95LpIIv00MBw/s640/DSC_0280_edited-1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This was a shot I took of the gang that was watching the festivities below from a safe spot up on the deck! From the left is: Liz (SIL), Laura (nephew's wife), Diane (SIL), Chris (brother), Doug (my hubby), and then my mom and dad.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWy24YkuY72Y4bC6lYgu7AG4lNuhO0o9GmnEv-Jck4cqoSgWoTnKn118SVkCg4D5kTGyLHNe0Iin_CA30qtAKqI1wcKrtW2P0fqj3QgR8C06u7UQwnQJSjuSxnWMsJ6stU_-XtUg/s1600/DSC_0321_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWy24YkuY72Y4bC6lYgu7AG4lNuhO0o9GmnEv-Jck4cqoSgWoTnKn118SVkCg4D5kTGyLHNe0Iin_CA30qtAKqI1wcKrtW2P0fqj3QgR8C06u7UQwnQJSjuSxnWMsJ6stU_-XtUg/s640/DSC_0321_edited-1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After the group shots, I broke them off into boys and girls. I absolutely ADORE this picture of the 5 boys! They are, in order from left: Daniel, Eric (mine), Luke, Scott (mine), and Jacob.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhodukS17gtOFIH2p-t5p147CTwMLUBT4cIuGiKfAVjXCVtScpJrEK6P44C_5bQcfBt0uzRlu-Fq9KsTd8TWoz_H7QAkNtkzJpoNfJitXU7I8X1BvXQ2I4wSIfMUPSfB2BBpxLKuA/s1600/DSC_0337_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhodukS17gtOFIH2p-t5p147CTwMLUBT4cIuGiKfAVjXCVtScpJrEK6P44C_5bQcfBt0uzRlu-Fq9KsTd8TWoz_H7QAkNtkzJpoNfJitXU7I8X1BvXQ2I4wSIfMUPSfB2BBpxLKuA/s640/DSC_0337_edited-1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was finally the girls turn, and just let me say, I love having the chance to take pictures of girls! They love the camera (unlike my boybarians) and make my job fun! Here they were trying to be bad ass girls, even though they are the sweetest girls on the face of the earth.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, if you're still hanging around, that's it for now. Have a great day. Get out there and take some pictures. They tell a story that someday you're not going to be able to!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hugs,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Amy</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-821168678103119122010-04-04T05:59:00.000-05:002010-04-04T05:59:01.708-05:00Easter Blessings<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am wishing all of you a blessed Easter! He is risen indeed!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Sorry for the big delay in posting. It's been a busy week--I had to shop quite a bit to get ready for Easter. We had a mid-week concert at church (well, I didn't, but the boys did). Eldest Son came home from school for the night and then drove back the next day. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbgLG34lV7BYNBph3ruMa_5Ef247ptpR6AIoWxibQGv72NExTPA9Qey3hTvzSarvTyV3lbmXQgPo7-OEUirgsK5vO3VIVFXFX4ZHoN8dHB_r9ghi46RxresnTa4q7S3wWNW7k5ug/s1600/DSCN0187_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbgLG34lV7BYNBph3ruMa_5Ef247ptpR6AIoWxibQGv72NExTPA9Qey3hTvzSarvTyV3lbmXQgPo7-OEUirgsK5vO3VIVFXFX4ZHoN8dHB_r9ghi46RxresnTa4q7S3wWNW7k5ug/s640/DSCN0187_edited-1.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />
I am having about 20 people here for Easter Sunday! And they're all big people. No more little ones, all the grandkids have grown up! It has been GORGEOUS here this week, and I am praying it's nice on Sunday, so we can use the deck as part of our entertaining area. Otherwise, the house gets mighty small awfully quick with so many people. But I love it and can't wait to see everyone! We are having ham and all the fixin's. I am also going to try <a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2010/03/passover-brisket-i-think/">this brisket recipe</a> from the Pioneer Woman. Doesn't it look delish? Even though it's a Passover Brisket, I can still cook it for Easter, can't I???<br />
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The card I'm sharing with you today is one I made at the retreat I went to a few weeks ago......I quick snapped a picture of it before it got snatched away from me by someone wanting to buy it. I love the colors and all the polka dot paper, which is from Bo Bunny. It's my favorite paper of all time! I buy it by the pound-ful because I use it constantly. The colors make me happy....lime green, bright pink, orange and yellow! Can you say Hello Spring????!!!<br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Hugs,<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"><img alt="I Heart Faces - Photo Challenges, Tutorials and Tips" src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_Photography_125.jpg" /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Amy</span></span></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-8875066500803830902010-03-25T09:23:00.000-05:002010-03-25T09:23:09.863-05:00A Tip For You<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh35xUgD83aGRK8rK5ip-V0QYJW6SbS8UC3rsVvMQF1kcX5pNeLM3alVr5-A9jPhyphenhyphenH7eYFgnp11vkdFrZlQrIniVOYMOLRadk35f5heTBMHYYqj1B86ByxTs09KMkYa92zFIW6dnQ/s1600/DSC_0044_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPEYMH9uDitJKiTam8E9TtKlztTs4GhxqqXy8SCNLi0InkoKftsbZa2x9Ah3f94QUZUOXGMrpgMbHUL72zU7xpXvLjNYnATofVuJGkkjDRbwsGccqf-z5TxjfgkfJ679uQ0v2xbQ/s1600/DSC_0120_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPEYMH9uDitJKiTam8E9TtKlztTs4GhxqqXy8SCNLi0InkoKftsbZa2x9Ah3f94QUZUOXGMrpgMbHUL72zU7xpXvLjNYnATofVuJGkkjDRbwsGccqf-z5TxjfgkfJ679uQ0v2xbQ/s1600/DSC_0120_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPEYMH9uDitJKiTam8E9TtKlztTs4GhxqqXy8SCNLi0InkoKftsbZa2x9Ah3f94QUZUOXGMrpgMbHUL72zU7xpXvLjNYnATofVuJGkkjDRbwsGccqf-z5TxjfgkfJ679uQ0v2xbQ/s640/DSC_0120_edited-1.jpg" width="426" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh35xUgD83aGRK8rK5ip-V0QYJW6SbS8UC3rsVvMQF1kcX5pNeLM3alVr5-A9jPhyphenhyphenH7eYFgnp11vkdFrZlQrIniVOYMOLRadk35f5heTBMHYYqj1B86ByxTs09KMkYa92zFIW6dnQ/s1600/DSC_0044_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh35xUgD83aGRK8rK5ip-V0QYJW6SbS8UC3rsVvMQF1kcX5pNeLM3alVr5-A9jPhyphenhyphenH7eYFgnp11vkdFrZlQrIniVOYMOLRadk35f5heTBMHYYqj1B86ByxTs09KMkYa92zFIW6dnQ/s640/DSC_0044_edited-1.jpg" width="426" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh35xUgD83aGRK8rK5ip-V0QYJW6SbS8UC3rsVvMQF1kcX5pNeLM3alVr5-A9jPhyphenhyphenH7eYFgnp11vkdFrZlQrIniVOYMOLRadk35f5heTBMHYYqj1B86ByxTs09KMkYa92zFIW6dnQ/s1600/DSC_0044_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br />
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I absolutely adore this birdy stamp from SU! It's part of a set called Of The Earth. It's perfect for making simple, uncomplicated cards, which, you can see that my card is!<br />
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I couldn't let today go without sharing a picture I took yesterday of our poodle named Copper. Copper will be 11 years old in May and is the love of our lives. He's such a wonderful dog. He was captured here sunning himself in front of the door yesterday afternoon. He LOVES sunshine and if he sees some streaming through a window or door, he'll snuggle in for a snooze! <br />
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I am enjoying my morning off today, I think I'll try and craft a little bit before I go into work. <br />
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Doug has a phone interview for a job this afternoon, so keep us in your prayers. There are a few full time opportunities in the works right now, so we are hopeful something will work out soon. Your prayers would be greatly appreciated! What a journey it's been for 2 years. Never in a million years would I have expected him to be out of full time work for so long after he got let go. A new job would put our anxious hearts at ease.<br />
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Hoping you have a glorious day. Embrace it.<br />
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AmyAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-8502044239823895242010-03-24T15:02:00.003-05:002010-03-24T15:43:26.504-05:0010 Things You Might Not Know About Me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQNX-FptQO5ztxE8_PTgWcZW0TU0aM2y8f6V0d6MwhqMP2ia4YuXlvb7w46YWwbqj-hb4UKGl7vnkDUHvw60SA7iZoK9GGSDrjl_qWwxEBZgxlrK6tL86IBgPel5BfTBQx5GPMzw/s1600/DSC_0036_edited-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQNX-FptQO5ztxE8_PTgWcZW0TU0aM2y8f6V0d6MwhqMP2ia4YuXlvb7w46YWwbqj-hb4UKGl7vnkDUHvw60SA7iZoK9GGSDrjl_qWwxEBZgxlrK6tL86IBgPel5BfTBQx5GPMzw/s640/DSC_0036_edited-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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</div><ul><li>I use 7 different products on my hair every morning when I get ready. I'd list them here, but I'm embarrassed to admit it!</li>
</ul><ul><li>I can't stand using a kleenex or paper towel that is ripped. I toss it in the garbage if that's what happens when I grab one.</li>
</ul><ul><li>I am a terrible housekeeper. A great fear of mine is unexpectedly dying and having someone come into my home to pack up my things and have them mumble under their breath about what a slob I was. You'd think this fear would make me do a better job keeping things clean, but I'm sorry to say that's not been the case!</li>
</ul><ul><li>I love to read, mostly meaningless, frivolous novels that I can get lost in. Reading serious, depressing stories (like all of Oprah's book selections) is a waste of time, IMHO.</li>
</ul><ul><li>I love photography and am obsessed with trying to capture the emotion of any given situation. </li>
</ul><ul><li>My parents are still married, my husbands parents were still married up until his mom died a few years ago, all my brothers are still married, and my hubby and I will celebrate 24 years next month! Our parents set a wonderful example for us.</li>
</ul><ul><li>I don't like conflict, and I care about what people think of me. Vain, I know. </li>
</ul><ul><li>I could eat pizza every day.</li>
</ul><ul><li>I am not much of an alcohol drinker. I'd rather eat the calories!</li>
</ul><ul><li>I love to create beautiful things with my hands.</li>
</ul><ol></ol><div>I'm guessing you knew #10, but I just couldn't let the list go by without expressing it! Hope you enjoyed getting to know me a little better today, have a wonderful day!!!</div><div><br />
</div><div>Hugs,</div><div>Amy</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-83320442801269084672010-03-22T06:30:00.000-05:002010-03-22T06:30:01.080-05:00Blue & Black Scrap CardHappy Monday morning everyone!<br />
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It turned out to be a gorgeous, albeit cool weekend here in MN. I'm telling ya, it's better than the alternative I heard the weatherman talking about earlier this week. I'm fairly certain he mentioned the "s" word at least once or twice, and as far as I'm concerned, once it's officially spring, there is no "s" allowed anymore! I think this week's weather calls for 50's, and that's just fine by me!<br />
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Today is my busy day....work at 645am, then staff meeting at 115p, then I get to work out with my personal trainer at 2p. Before ya'll think I have a zillion dollars just waiting to throw at the feet of a personal trainer, know that I share her with another co-worker, so it's mighty affordable. And its the only thing that gets me off my fat butt and working out. She pushes me in a way I would never push myself! When I'm by myself and it starts to hurt, I stop. With Beth, she doesn't let me stop--she just pushes harder! Sometimes I call her evil, but she finds that a term of endearment!! <br />
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I pray you have a wonderfully productive day today!<br />
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Hugs,<br />
AmyAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-90747067580829192082010-03-19T07:51:00.000-05:002010-03-19T07:51:33.710-05:00I Heart Face Constructive Feedback Friday!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXMGL0mAx0g-y2rDzJ04cgQRkrB_Ea5x2tS-K6GsB3Oio-pkmRvH7_NROh1GF7ui1zcoh0_PXGu9-H009mRrYLv6Ay7q1EeatkMBrYDmQfmsW8l3B4SAcATNtOLk1zGWcql3P83A/s1600/I_Heart_Faces_Feedback.jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXMGL0mAx0g-y2rDzJ04cgQRkrB_Ea5x2tS-K6GsB3Oio-pkmRvH7_NROh1GF7ui1zcoh0_PXGu9-H009mRrYLv6Ay7q1EeatkMBrYDmQfmsW8l3B4SAcATNtOLk1zGWcql3P83A/s400/I_Heart_Faces_Feedback.jpg.jpg" /></a>Today is Constructive Feedback Friday over at I Heart Faces! The first 50 readers have the chance to have the professionals over there help us fix up one of our own photos and get advice on how to make it look even better! Exciting! <br />
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The picture I need help with is one I took this ;past summer. It was taken with my Nikon D40. It was bright and sunny out. I edited it in PSE 7.0. As you can tell, I'm not a pro in PSE. Well, I not really a pro in anything, but I do realize there is potential for this photo, and I'll take all the help I can get!!! Here are the details for those wonderful people who might stop by today to help me with my photo: ISO 200, Exposure 1/4000 sec, f/1.6, focal length 50mm.<br />
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What's bothering me about my photo? For one, half of his head is way overexposed!! I tried and tried, but I couldn't figure out how to fix it. I think the photo evokes so much emotion, and I would like that to be expressed in the editing. <br />
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And one final note, to my regular readers....one of the reasons I am participating in this event is so I can learn from those who know so much more than I do. If you should happen to read a comment that might appear critical, remember, that's how I hope to learn how to edit better. No one is leaving a comment to hurt my feelings. The purpose of this is to gain constructive knowledge from those who know way more than me! I am so hopeful I am one of the first 50!!<br />
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Have a wonderful weekend!Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-52774281511805863302010-03-16T07:02:00.000-05:002010-03-16T07:02:09.985-05:00Kindred Spirits<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEJ7jhXqZ5_v-__Bzv63TbO5clvwfEH2rlWuKwOJthgCElPhOAJEX_zBxhT1nDEvzZZb1dDs1loKLSzoXwoW42cI_qRfhueQYeWjWqK57GnLrual_FRrIEOwnxg5phUt7hL8kruQ/s1600-h/DSC_0091_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEJ7jhXqZ5_v-__Bzv63TbO5clvwfEH2rlWuKwOJthgCElPhOAJEX_zBxhT1nDEvzZZb1dDs1loKLSzoXwoW42cI_qRfhueQYeWjWqK57GnLrual_FRrIEOwnxg5phUt7hL8kruQ/s400/DSC_0091_edited-1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I just found this card that I never shared with you. I think I made it this past summer! Unfortunately, I haven't had time yet to photograph any of the cards I made last weekend at the Crafty Ladies retreat I went to.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I focused on making my quilt squares look like the Basic Grey quilt themed paper I used for the background. It's a little busy, but heck, I love busy. I don't love BEING busy though;0)!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's been nice having Eldest Son home from college for spring break. Youngest Son gets to travel to Chicago for the weekend. The Cathedral Choir will be taking a little mini trip there to sing at a church on Sunday. Any of you from the Chicago area? If you are, and would be interested in seeing this amazing choir, drop me a line and I can let you know where they are singing at!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lots to do on the agenda today. First of which is working. Second of which is getting a massage (we have massage therapists at our clinic and employees get a great deal on massages....YES!). And thirdly (is that even a word?), run lots of errands to get ready for St. Patty's Day at work. We like to have fun theme days at work, complete with dress up, and I am usually the one the heads them up and organizes them. It's fun. I have been working on a few limericks to share with everyone at work tomorrow!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hugs,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Amy</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-66053356118399702722010-03-13T10:47:00.001-06:002010-03-13T10:49:22.234-06:00God's Special Purpose For Us<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDn5PP46szw2CI9BurjmxIGMGQ1iOyLAFBwhCuQcVVfBuyoWXy2rmZPEQJi22q4dkA8b0bXOLMAzcUImYEk2D5-uL-xh9WeSAMPGr6LwnAEeHFQD7-7RB_UZIfa-9oOnOhmcN3pg/s1600-h/DSC_0070_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDn5PP46szw2CI9BurjmxIGMGQ1iOyLAFBwhCuQcVVfBuyoWXy2rmZPEQJi22q4dkA8b0bXOLMAzcUImYEk2D5-uL-xh9WeSAMPGr6LwnAEeHFQD7-7RB_UZIfa-9oOnOhmcN3pg/s640/DSC_0070_edited-1.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br />
Happy Saturday morning! Is anyone out there? If you are, ya'll have been awfully quiet these last few weeks! <br />
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I'm so glad it's Saturday--today we go pick up Eldest Son from school for spring break. The hubby is working the Big Ten basketball tournament in Indianapolis, so it will be just me and Youngest Son making the road trip! Scratch that, Youngest Son just informed me he is NOT going with me to pick up Eldest Son, so it will be just be Me, Myself and I making the trip. Fine by me, I will relish the peace and quiet!<br />
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I thought I'd start out my post today with a special thought for you. If you reflect on the words long enough, you might realize for yourself just how special your walk here on earth really, truly is. Where we are and what we are experiencing is all part of our journey toward discovering His purpose for us.<br />
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Each of us, <b><i>you</i></b> and <b><i>me</i></b>, have been purposely placed exactly where God wants us to be. If we are in the middle of a bad relationship, I truly believe He has us there for a reason. If we are in the middle of great suffering, there is purpose in that suffering as well. If you're like me, you might ask the question "<i><b>WHY</b></i>" quite often. Why me. Why us. Why now. <b><i>Why, why, why</i></b>. Honestly, I have yet to hear God's answer to my question. Truthfully, I think I haven't been listening carefully enough for His whisper. Sometimes, I'm too busy bemoaning my lot in life. Thankfully, many friends have answered the question for me. <i><b>"Why NOT you?", </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">they say. Why not me, indeed. God did not promise me a life free of pain and heartache. Far, far from it. But He did promise me He would be with me every step of the way. Whether I invite Him on the walk or not. When I realize I can't make the walk alone, He will be there to lift me up. If you're any bit as stubborn as I am, you might still be walking that lonely path alone. But how far can we possibly go it by ourselves? It gets tiring walking alone, doesn't it?</span></i><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">I'm starting to realize that. <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">I feel like I'm walking in circles sometimes looking for answers. I am desperate to figure out what my purpose is in this world really is. What <b><i>His</i></b> purpose is for me. Sometimes, I feel like I'm on the cusp of figuring it out, and other times, I'm so far from it I make myself laugh. I probably make God laugh too!! Secretly, I have to think I am fulfilling God's purpose for me every time I help a friend in need; bringing a meal over to a friend who finds herself with extra houseguests because her brother-in-law is dying, or when I send an encouraging note to a devastated niece experiencing her first true-love breakup. I'm sure you do these sorts of things too. Perhaps God's <b><i>great purpose</i></b> for us here on earth </span><b>is</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> to simply help and love those in need, those whose suffering is greater than our own. Lifting up those unable to lift themselves. Extending love to those feeling unloved. It all seems so insignificant, doesn't it? I mean, God's purpose for us <b><i>HAS TO BE</i></b> bigger than this, doesn't it? </span></i></span></i><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">Do me a favor. Stop for a moment and think, "what if this is </span><b>exactly</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> what God had in mind when he created me?" Maybe His purpose for us </span><b>is</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> to simply live our days loving others. Live our days helping to lighten the load of someone else. Live our days loving others for the sake of Him. Perhaps if we realize this, then we could stop all the searching, all the longing for something more, something bigger, something better than what we have. One thing I do know, His purpose will be revealed to us at a time and place He has specifically chosen. In the meantime, I am going to keep re-reading my words so they sink in. There is no greater purpose for me right now than to live my days loving and helping others. It's that simple I guess. If God has some bigger purpose for me planned, which I don't know about right now, I suppose all I can do is strap on my seatbelt and get ready for the ride. For now though, join me in loving and helping others for His sake. Be confident and at peace knowing that if there's more He wants to use you for, He will make it clear to you. </span></i></span></i><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">Honestly, I'm not sure why I wrote about this subject today. The words just sort of started flowing. As I am getting ready to wrap this post up and hit <b><i>"publish"</i></b>, I'm worried that by doing so, I'll be getting some "unsubscribing" notices in my email box soon. But deep inside I feel like God wanted me to write this today. Maybe someone really needed to read these words. I have no idea. Maybe I myself needed to read these words and absorb their deeper meaning for me. Whatever it is, I'm going to move forward and hit <b><i>"publish post"</i></b> anyways. If my words touched you today, I'm happy! If you feel you want to unsubscribe to my blog after reading them, that's cool too and I understand. In the end, I hope my sharing these words at the very least will cause you to think a little bit, help a little bit, and love....a lot. </span></i></span></i><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">Hugs,</span></i></span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">Amy</span></i></span></i>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-85946984319277084322010-03-11T09:51:00.000-06:002010-03-11T09:51:46.434-06:00Gracie 2First things first....have you ever seen anything so weird as a ground full of snow yet it's raining and thundering?? I'm a little nervous to even be on the computer typing today's post cuz it's lightening so much! Really, really, weird!<br />
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Ok, so. It's good to be back. A full week since I last posted. I'm happy to report my mom is doing well after her surgery, but once again, she had us nervous for a while! That woman, she and narcotics DON'T mix! She ended up having another full knee replacement--this would be her second on the same knee in less than 5 years. The first has been giving her fits since she first got it. It was a very difficult surgery for her doctor. I just hope this one works! Since she wasn't ready to go home yet, they transfered her to a rehab facility on Sunday. We are hoping she'll be out by this weekend??? Time will only tell. If she stops torturing the help and eats her meals like a good girl, she must might do it!<br />
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So, do you remember me telling you I joined a stamp group? My friend Deb has been in one for a few years and she's been inviting me to join them for a little while now. Since my mojo had been lacking so badly, I felt that it was time for me to do something about it or I would have to start selling all my stuff {GASP!!!}. Joining this group was the answer. I'm finally enjoying stamping again! We meet once a month, and this past Monday was the night we met this month. Our challenge was to make a card using the Acrylic Smash technique. I wouldn't be lying if I told you I was not thrilled about this challenge. I do not like to do complicated techniques (translate: messy) when it comes to making cards. The simpler the better is my motto! Anyway, being the trooper that I am, I gave it my best shot. Suffice it to say, there were many attempts, but crap was all I was managing to create! I started to panic. What the heck was I going to bring for my swap card? Finally, I designed something that wouldn't embarrass me too badly. I made sure that my acrylic smash image was AS SMALL AS I COULD MAKE IT to simply things. Anything bigger and I would have gone bonkers! <br />
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Here how my swap card turned out. That little birdie image? My new SU! favorite! I love, love, love it! It's from the Of The Earth set. <br />
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I wish I wasn't allergic to cats, because I'd have one if I could!<br />
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Have a great day everyone!<br />
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Hugs,<br />
AmyAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-42611332834401229462010-03-04T06:05:00.000-06:002010-03-04T06:05:31.076-06:00Prayers Needed!I am off to the hospital to sit with my dad while Mom has knee surgery again. Would greatly appreciate prayers for a successful surgery and a speedy recovery. She has been in pain for a very long time, and we are praying this surgery will end much of her pain.<br />
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Will check in tomorrow with a card before I head out for a Crafty Ladies retreat. Can't wait!!<br />
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</div><div>Now, I'm not sure any of them are what you'd call "hilarious", but they all bring a smile to my face for one reason or another, so I thought I'd share them with you today to see what you thought. <br />
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And FYI, I promise this isn't becoming a photography blog....it's just a passion of mine right now. Tomorrow or Wednesday it's back to cards, I promise...</div><div><br />
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<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This third picture brings back sweet memories! I look at this picture and think, man, I sure do miss those long summer days, sitting at the baseball fields, hootin' and hollerin' for my son. On this particular day, the boys had just won a tournament championship, and my husband snuck up on them (he was their coach that summer) just as I was taking their picture. My son is the one farthest on the right. Seriously, did I did this kid right or what???? He's still looking directly at the camera, smiling! That's my boy!</div><br />
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</center><center>So, that's it today girlfriends. Thanks for sticking with me through today's trip down memory lane. Be sure and come back in the next day or two to see some of the cards I've been creating lately!</center><center><br />
</center><center>Hugs,</center><center>Amy</center></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-68712769294112438072010-02-27T09:16:00.001-06:002010-02-27T09:18:11.370-06:00Don't Let The Eyes Fool Ya.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Uh-huh. This is the adorable little face that woke me up this morning at 4:10am by throwing up on my bed sheets and leg! Don't let his beautiful, soulful little eyes fool you, he's a stinker. Thank heavens the Hubster is traveling this weekend, or I would have had to go sleep on the couch for the remainder of the night (morning) since my sheets were covered with the bodily fluids of said dog!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4X_kEuF1zC_dnHXalV8A6cD3Anbf8OqVdFatG2AGcwsYJblrzL9KRgfmqg3o5ZbqmyrTjVOeJupmLtsW0M_U60cQKpVaQTotnSziJrTszmZ8pcA3svPuO5A8YNP5WDmAc8htZXw/s1600/DSC_0013_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4X_kEuF1zC_dnHXalV8A6cD3Anbf8OqVdFatG2AGcwsYJblrzL9KRgfmqg3o5ZbqmyrTjVOeJupmLtsW0M_U60cQKpVaQTotnSziJrTszmZ8pcA3svPuO5A8YNP5WDmAc8htZXw/s400/DSC_0013_edited-1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's been a good week. I managed to work AND get a little bit of crafting done. Gotta love that.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4X_kEuF1zC_dnHXalV8A6cD3Anbf8OqVdFatG2AGcwsYJblrzL9KRgfmqg3o5ZbqmyrTjVOeJupmLtsW0M_U60cQKpVaQTotnSziJrTszmZ8pcA3svPuO5A8YNP5WDmAc8htZXw/s1600-h/DSC_0013_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv27zm4wO1pw0zBBhk9JWDwW7eR7oPW3eHDfNGdzRU31Ra9TFvKBpsUTJTmy2LZaHDsRS-mOlrEjnIVlSkAuK7cT5SfAXxmT7UxVK2qAiJkREuM77T0zbIhxWrtZN-UThJrTIDTA/s1600-h/DSC_0053_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv27zm4wO1pw0zBBhk9JWDwW7eR7oPW3eHDfNGdzRU31Ra9TFvKBpsUTJTmy2LZaHDsRS-mOlrEjnIVlSkAuK7cT5SfAXxmT7UxVK2qAiJkREuM77T0zbIhxWrtZN-UThJrTIDTA/s400/DSC_0053_edited-1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>I just adore this paper by Cosmo Cricket paper (Early Bird). I used both sides of the paper (the red polka dot and the floral). The sentiment is from SU! and is called Hard To Say. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was just watching the horrible news about the earthquake in Chile. It is frightening watching all these natural disasters take place, isn't it? I am amazed that the death toll so far only stands at only 80-something. I'm sure there will be more, but apparently the cities in Chile were built to withstand earthquakes to some degree. The largest one ever recorded was in Chile nearly 50 years ago at over 9.0 on the richter scale. My thoughts and prayers are with them as they begin the search and recovery phase. My prayers will also be with the people of Hawaii as we await word on a possible tsunami hitting them late this morning, as a result of the earthquake in Chile. Apparently, CA might possibly have to be on alert as well! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hugs,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Amy</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-71348288273695277682010-02-26T08:47:00.000-06:002010-02-26T08:47:47.474-06:00Fix It FridayRemember that photography website I told you about the other day? I Heart Faces? Well, today is <a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/2010/02/fix-it-friday-45-hands-on-photo-editing.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed:+Iheartfaces+(iHeartFaces)">Fix It Friday</a>, which is where you can edit a photograph they give you in any way you like using your photo editing software. It was such a fun photo today so I decided to play along! <br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4cqdptwZXyyIzcrRjVevtMsd783WDQpBiMFayR-eU4lYz9g2YVeTRgP44nMA5QBP7HtbRoh7-JexuKELKLjk0wfbMy6sUukidbBYemr2Fvx9Nmm2Yhp748_EUe53HCQCMmt67_Q/s1600-h/4389178836_86dcc967da_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4cqdptwZXyyIzcrRjVevtMsd783WDQpBiMFayR-eU4lYz9g2YVeTRgP44nMA5QBP7HtbRoh7-JexuKELKLjk0wfbMy6sUukidbBYemr2Fvx9Nmm2Yhp748_EUe53HCQCMmt67_Q/s640/4389178836_86dcc967da_b.jpg" width="640" /></a>And here is my version, edited using Photshop Elements 7.0!<br />
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So sorry I don't have a card for you today. I need to get some photos taken of the cards I have managed to make this week....the good news is I've been creating, the bad news is I haven't been photographing anything! Hopefully, since I don't work tomorrow (can I hear a collective YAY! from the audience??), I can craft AND photograph this weekend! <br />
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Here's hoping you have a wonderfully joyous weekend to unwind, enjoy your family, and do something creative!<br />
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Hugs,<br />
AmyAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-18612207298952337102010-02-23T05:51:00.001-06:002010-02-23T05:52:38.238-06:00The Hands Have It<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was surfing the internet the other day and came across a blog called <a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/">I Heart Faces</a> Photography. It's a photography site that's dedicated to everything FACES! They hold weekly challenges but this week they switched it up a bit and instead of having us take pictures of faces, they want us to photograph hands instead! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Seeing as I live in a household full of male creatures great and small, my attempt at photographing hands this afternoon did not go as well as I had hoped! Jeepers, can no one work with me here? My hubby was trying, but his staged hand poses were dorky! And Youngest Son's hands were a mess, as he uses them as his daily planner, writing his homework on them so he doesn't forget it! Ahhh, why didn't his parents teach him they actually MAKE daily planners you can write in with a pen or pencil--oh wait, I DID teach him about daily planners--he just decided they don't work and he thinks that writing on his hands works much better for him! Grrrrr.......</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So, I had to search through the 10,000 pictures I've already taken to see if I could find some cool ones that contain hands! Here are a few that I found that fit the bill perfectly. I don't think I'll get around to uploading any of them for this weeks challenge, but rest assured, I WILL be participating in future challenges. It is my goal this year to step up my commitment to improving as an amatuer photographer, maybe even taking even further and taking some classes at a local college. That's a stretch, but I tell ya, I'm giving it some serious thought. I love, love, love taking pictures and want to create a future for myself in this field. </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So let's get started! This fun b & w shot is of Vinny, the resident dog up at COP (Cathedral of the Pines). He's an absolutely gorgeous golden retriever who loves to fetch his sticks. I'm not sure whose hand this is that I captured ready and willing to play along, but I loved it!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPE-VSr5iqd7XHYA5pzWwZz04d3l_OkqevDLUFwXsx_-bB0AKxrPCP68cyAi_lc_srsSiYc6WKt1WMuuHPL5QdwnEQhE5Kky72h9L2FpUghqMmYk5G6UkHsGJA8XcWgCE7Id0Tog/s1600-h/DSC_0268_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPE-VSr5iqd7XHYA5pzWwZz04d3l_OkqevDLUFwXsx_-bB0AKxrPCP68cyAi_lc_srsSiYc6WKt1WMuuHPL5QdwnEQhE5Kky72h9L2FpUghqMmYk5G6UkHsGJA8XcWgCE7Id0Tog/s400/DSC_0268_edited-1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This lip smacking photo was taken at the end of January at Dr. Tom's home. We had</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> our Christmas party there and we made pizzas in their brick fireplace pizza oven! Yes, they have a pizza oven in their home and it is beautiful! We had such a great time, and the pizzas were delicious! Every couple got to make their own, and as you can see, they had every topping known to mankind for us to use!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Finally, I took this last shot of the chalk board pantry door in Dr. Tom's kitchen because it showcases the important rules the family lives by daily. I think this is my co-worker Jeff's hand pointing at the most important rule of all when you have a household full of four children...OBEY! This wasn't a planned shot, I just got lucky! </div><br />
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Have a wonderful day, and don't forget to follow Rule #7...be thankful!<br />
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Hugs,<br />
AmyAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-47837853735597447542010-02-20T06:48:00.000-06:002010-02-20T06:48:30.762-06:00You're A Star<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpEu_H1qsfVjmbov2sPoA1gvIjg5K3JHN3rEiXsz7sSPOoyBfyXX1UpHR5_zRvJq1ovgBcHY08Fu5br4MGyVZfK4lTqlU5pjz4CrX_zsGWtkT9QIWkQ80Y0kNl8enpvya6Zs4Drg/s1600-h/DSC_0068_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpEu_H1qsfVjmbov2sPoA1gvIjg5K3JHN3rEiXsz7sSPOoyBfyXX1UpHR5_zRvJq1ovgBcHY08Fu5br4MGyVZfK4lTqlU5pjz4CrX_zsGWtkT9QIWkQ80Y0kNl8enpvya6Zs4Drg/s640/DSC_0068_edited-1.jpg" width="426" /></a></div>Here's a simple card I threw together a few weeks ago, in an attempt to use up scraps and other supplies I have in my stash. I have, like, a million scrapbook chipboard letters that I don't think I'll ever get into an album, so I'll try to use them up on some cards. Truely, nothing special, just something simple and easy. Gotta love that when life is crazy.<br />
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It's been a difficult week for me, let's just suffice it to say, I'm getting tired of crazy broadcast executives that make stupid decisions. Broadcast executives that make hiring decisions. This is the first week that I've literally, seriously, questioned my faith and if God is really listening to my prayers. I'm really thinking His promises don't include me. I know, I know, foolish thinking. And I think the rational, intelligent side of me knows that, but boy, have the two of us been having some words this week. Add onto all this working what feels like 24/7, my thinking is irrational at best, LOL. Faith is a journey, and right now, my faith journey is off-course and out-of-whack. He knows it, I've confessed it, and I'm dealing with it. Thank you for your understanding and love in the meantime!<br />
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I don't have any time to chat more than I already have. I have to work again this morning, and I need to get my head wrapped around it. I've invited my parents over for a turkey dinner later today, so I've got much to do. And one of these hours I've got to say hello to Eldest Son who got home late last night. I hope I get to see him before tomorrow when he has to go back. That's why my head isn't in the mood to work today. It would be wonderful to spend some time with him instead of working again.<br />
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Hope you're all having a wonderful weekend!<br />
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Hugs,<br />
AmyAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-14087593989437164352010-02-17T16:08:00.003-06:002010-02-17T16:30:25.795-06:00Mustard Seeds<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhblqk0MVlgwOPoelW4hK41jOF3asrzLvm7WjrzUYsTqjTi8x9-kofmfUz_1dSzykKnAh3NUy_YvuND0N-NvtOYex6OUAnjVx06N3hPmbkkhHyMQYsM5_fbrYen5icaiBKnuzlI4g/s1600-h/DSC_0022_edited-1.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhblqk0MVlgwOPoelW4hK41jOF3asrzLvm7WjrzUYsTqjTi8x9-kofmfUz_1dSzykKnAh3NUy_YvuND0N-NvtOYex6OUAnjVx06N3hPmbkkhHyMQYsM5_fbrYen5icaiBKnuzlI4g/s800/DSC_0022_edited-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439338227517284626" /></a>For as much as you guys love Scrap Stash Saturday cards, I sure didn't hear from many of you after I posted Saturday's card. <div><br /></div><div>That tells me one of two things....<div><br /></div><div>1. you never saw it.</div><div><br /></div><div>or....</div><div><br /></div><div>2. you hated it!</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm holding out that it was because you never saw it, cuz the latter would be a bummer, LOL!</div><div><br /></div><div>So, moving on.</div><div><br /></div><div>How's it going? The sun is finally shining here and it's in the 30's! That's like spring weather, folks! Only in MN would you see people breaking out the shorts and tanks in 35 degree weather! </div><div><br /></div><div>I called in my reservation today for a March Crafty Ladies retreat that my church is putting on. Woo-hoo! I can't wait to get away--never mind that its less than 10 miles from my home, LOL. My friend Lue is coming with me and the both of us are so excited to just get away and craft. Lue lives even closer to the retreat center than I do! But when you're there, it feels like you're a million miles away from all the troubles and woes of your daily life. Can't wait!</div><div><br /></div><div>The card I'm sharing with you today was the one I made for the stamp group that I am now a part of. My friend and co-worker Deb (hi Deb!) finally convinced me to join, and honestly, I'm glad I did. I figured it would help me get out of the crafting funk I was in and kick start my mojo. The challenge for this swap was that we had to use at least TWO of the following SU! colors...Bravo Burgandy, Pretty In Pink, Sage Shadow (do you see me sticking my finger down my throat in protest), Brocade Blue and Creamy Caramel. Well, if you know me at all, you know that MOST of these colors are like nails on a chalkboard for me, they give me the heeby-geebies! Especially Sage Shadow. So, do you see the colors I ended up using? Bravo Burgandy and Pretty In Pink. Pretty In Pink is the only color I use with any regularity! Oh, I used a tiny bit of Creamy Caramel. </div><div><br /></div><div>The designer paper is from Basic Grey, and it's a stretch in the color category, that's for sure. The only color that matches is the pink! But I picked it out quickly one day, and so I had to make due. The sentiment is from Unity, and it's the first Unity stamp I've ever owned! I know, I'm behind the times. I don't buy much online and the only store that carries them in my area are over an hour from my house. I really, really love this sentiment, so maybe someday I'll buy a few more Unity Stamp when I get to the St. Cloud area. Can you say ROAD TRIP???? </div><div><br /></div><div>Well, it's time to run. We're heading out for an early bite to eat with my FIL, and then we're off to Ash Wednesday services at church. Son #2 is singing tonight.</div><div><br /></div><div>Hugs,</div><div>Amy</div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-34738427793753726682010-02-13T06:29:00.003-06:002010-02-13T07:00:11.120-06:00Ugly Scraps Unite!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAubTTaFP-ve324kX47yrZZlofhOAkzuyJUFw68o7nmpjfJ3UbHWgFlMQpLrRDs6stt5JgEHk3JWTfL64QzZGiMNUdo-L1otvscfTgwgzhNG8mE_pocMbzsIDI1f5RTCTco6kbUg/s1600-h/DSC_0004_edited-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAubTTaFP-ve324kX47yrZZlofhOAkzuyJUFw68o7nmpjfJ3UbHWgFlMQpLrRDs6stt5JgEHk3JWTfL64QzZGiMNUdo-L1otvscfTgwgzhNG8mE_pocMbzsIDI1f5RTCTco6kbUg/s400/DSC_0004_edited-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437705076978170146" /></a>Welcome to a <i><b>Scrap Stash Saturday</b></i>! Can I just tell you it felt so good to make a Scrap Stash Saturday card? It was almost like I had never stopped doing them, it was that easy for me. <br /><br />This is not a joke! <b><i>The papers you just glanced at are REAL and have not been altered in any way! </i></b> Will you just look at these papers together! Polka dots, school etchings, flowers and quilt squares-you could look through <b><i>thousands </i></b>of blogs and NEVER see anyone else attempt to put together papers like these to make a card. <b><i>I</i></b> am the only sadist around crazy enough to give it a try!<div><br /></div><div>Before I could start, I had to decide which paper to use as my primary focus. Can you figure out why I chose the quilted paper as my primary? If you look closely, it has the most colors in it that are found on all the other papers. It's got blue, which is the primary color of the polka dot paper. It's got reddish-<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Burgundy</span>, a strong color on the school paper, and it's got pink, the primary color of the floral paper. <br /><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEAT6Zaxksiw7V2foC3jSXAIsK5-8ZaZxwShiXaMSoBs905Gdw0DQoJxFUjlOCL0TR30TDUpFH3dCVgRW6pNCeCjdBOs0hmZL4Cr5mC0yU9naMIGm96IcT_-HFJfrj_0_db1zADQ/s400/DSC_0010_edited-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437705368267016850" /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ok</span>, so where did I end up using all the papers? Well, first off, I used the pink floral paper as a mat under the quilt paper as well as for the heart on the left. The school paper was used to created the scalloped border that the white embossed paper is mounted on, as well as for the center heart. And finally, the polka dot paper was just used for the heart on the right. A pink button was centered on each of the hearts to tie it all together!</div><div><br /></div><div>So, what do you think? Can you believe that you CAN take all those scraps you have lying around and use them to create something beautiful??? Will you take this challenge with me today? Will you grab a few unlikely characters yourself and put them together on one of your cards? It's not hard if you remember to use one of the papers as your focus and build around that with the remaining papers. If you decide to give it a try, please leave a link to your card in the comment section of this post and I will feature some of them next week! Step out of your comfort zone today and give this a try--you will be so glad you did!</div><div><br /></div><div>Hugs,</div><div>Amy</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28130904.post-60629224738139954902010-02-11T08:40:00.003-06:002010-02-11T08:59:31.119-06:00Is It About That Time?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIexX2zEmBef88AuUQ1RBcgFh3dVlmh0lWcZAYEjlKXfH02zEUg1V-CU6MN8B6f4sbKlYJ9dbSTVmlpVJJGwUaatiwTCdDT2X6AhBBpWvcclJuw1sYVrPyIroM5SyxZ4455Jrbeg/s1600-h/DSC_0059_edited-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIexX2zEmBef88AuUQ1RBcgFh3dVlmh0lWcZAYEjlKXfH02zEUg1V-CU6MN8B6f4sbKlYJ9dbSTVmlpVJJGwUaatiwTCdDT2X6AhBBpWvcclJuw1sYVrPyIroM5SyxZ4455Jrbeg/s400/DSC_0059_edited-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436996076248004978" /></a>I think I should re-name my blog to something pertaining to scraps, '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">cuz</span> you, my friends, LOVE when I do scrap cards. I think I must be on to something here, because it really resonates with my readers when I make something using my scraps! I'm thinking <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">everyone's</span> stamping spaces are being overrun by beautiful, annoying little pieces of designer paper that no one knows what to do with! If you're anything like me, it's hard to throw away such beautiful pieces of paper. I guess that's why I make so many scrap cards, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">hmmmm</span>???? I'm wondering if it's time to do a Scrap Stash Saturday card one of these weekends...for those of you who don't know what Scrap Stash Saturday is, it's when I blindly (yes, my eyes are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">truly</span> closed) pull out four different scraps from my drawer and try and create a beautiful card with them. Sometimes it works (check out this <a href="http://heartfeltgreetings.blogspot.com/2007/09/scrap-stash-saturday.html">card</a>, and this <a href="http://heartfeltgreetings.blogspot.com/2007/06/scrap-stash-saturday_23.html">card</a>, and this <a href="http://heartfeltgreetings.blogspot.com/2007/10/scrap-stash-saturday.html">frame</a>), and sometimes....not so much (check out this <a href="http://heartfeltgreetings.blogspot.com/2008/03/scrap-stash-saturday.html">card</a> that I didn't like so much!). What do you think...do you want a Scrap Stash Saturday card this coming Saturday???? Leave a comment of you want me to! The only catch is, I want some of you to try one too, and then post your link. I'll feature your cards later on next week. Scrap cards are something everyone can do, not just me, so give it some thought and join me, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ok</span>?<div><br /></div><div>Well, it's time for me to run. I've got some quiet time left to stamp before I have to get ready for work. I want to make at least a FEW cards before I go. Be sure and let me know if you want a Scrap Stash Saturday card this weekend, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">ok</span>????</div><div><br /></div><div>Hugs,</div><div>Amy</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17740441179777802506noreply@blogger.com5