My good friend and scrapper, Christa Weldon, is going to be starting up a new scrapping forum which will eventually lead to a monthly kit club -- possibly an online store.
She and I were on a DT together which we weren't very happy with and we spent many a day chatting about the elements that would make a great scrapping message board and we've "been there/done that" for the things you need to avoid.
I hope when this site goes live, you'll all come register and visit her (us!) :)
http://themosyscrapper.forumakers.com/index.htm
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Don't want to eat lunch?
Just throw it in the trash! Amazing... it's just gone like that? Look mommy?
That would be my oh so clever Drew. Today he wanted to eat Wheat Thins for lunch but not his Uncrustables PB&J sandwich. While I had my back turned, he took the entire plate and threw it away. Then took his seat and goes, "mommy, look, see?" And he waved his hands where his plate should be to show me it was all gone!
Wow... hmm... hard to imagine what could have possibly happened to that as the PLATE was gone to -- hmm...were you really THAT hungry that you ate the plate too... go to the trash can (he left the pantry door open) and it was ALL just sitting in the trash.
He got the crackers taken away and was told to eat the entire sandwich or nap time.
Suddenly, he was so tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiired. So he's in bed now.
And the sandwich? it's on the counter, carefully wrapped in plastic wrap to keep it fresh as we will be revisiting it when he wakes up. :)
That would be my oh so clever Drew. Today he wanted to eat Wheat Thins for lunch but not his Uncrustables PB&J sandwich. While I had my back turned, he took the entire plate and threw it away. Then took his seat and goes, "mommy, look, see?" And he waved his hands where his plate should be to show me it was all gone!
Wow... hmm... hard to imagine what could have possibly happened to that as the PLATE was gone to -- hmm...were you really THAT hungry that you ate the plate too... go to the trash can (he left the pantry door open) and it was ALL just sitting in the trash.
He got the crackers taken away and was told to eat the entire sandwich or nap time.
Suddenly, he was so tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiired. So he's in bed now.
And the sandwich? it's on the counter, carefully wrapped in plastic wrap to keep it fresh as we will be revisiting it when he wakes up. :)
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
American Airline woes
We got up early this morning... Drew was dropped off at his Mimi's house and I headed to the Hwy 114 traffic with Josh enroute to the airport. It was raining, yes, nothing earth shattering, just a steady, slow, constant rain.
We get to the gate parking area and are unable to find a parking place ANYWHERE! So, I resort to 1 hour parking and away we go. The wait at the ticket agent counter is only two people and I get the woman that loves to use "honey" "sweetie" and "love" freely. I think those are just endearing coming from someone that is old enough to be my grandmother's age but coming from someone that's maybe got 8, possibly 10 years on me, it's maddening. I know being from the South, I should be used to that with that "good 'ole Southern hospitality" but coming from someone with an accent like she's from Boston or New York, it was just... ackward. I don't like it. I was at a restaurant once and the waitress couldn't have been over 17 years old and she kept doing that crap and she came over (after we had our food, mind you) and I finally said, "I'm a good tipper. If you want a good tip, please just call me April or ma'am because the only one that gets to call me "honey" or "sugar" is the person that put this ring around my finger." She laughed it off at the time but I'm sure I was called a few choice words when she walked away. Do I care? No. I just think it's disrespectful and just... oogey! I ain't your HONEY! Dig?! Kapeesh?!
So, anyway, I digress. Back to the story.
We get to the counter, get his ticket, my pass to escort him to his gate... wait in line at security (short line for spring break, I was very surprised). We walk to the departure gate and go to the counter to check him in with the agent. On a typical day, they take his paperwork, keep it at the front and then he's escorted on the plane first. I sit at the gate watching the plane and then continue to check in with the agent until he has confirmed that the plane has left the runway and is in the air. That is the only time I ever leave the airport. This agent asks if I mind if he boards Josh last and then says, 'just a minute' and starts boarding the plane. About 20 people get on board and then he takes a phone call. They shut the ramp down and discontinue boarding - something with the canopy. (don't ask me, I don't speak plane). I realize this may turn into something... and I recall I'm parked in the one hour space so I leave Josh standing under the supervision of the agent and I ran out to move my car. It was POURING rain by this time (lucky me, no umbrella). I move from one 1-hour spot to another because I didn't want to have to take too long to find a place and get back to him should they start boarding. But basically, the rest of the people in line had to go back and sit down... I come back in drenched and he tells me "just a moment" again so we're still sitting at the counter. The flight that is at the gate on the other side of the counter has now been cancelled. Those passengers line up to be rescheduled and we're still waiting at the counter. They call... reopen the ramp... he starts boarding. All but 3 people, and Josh are on board... and then he gets a call. They have cancelled his flight too. Since we're at the counter, he immediately books us on the next flight that leaves at 1:00 p.m. so we head to the car to move it to a real parking space and then we head to TGI Friday's to eat.
10:30 a.m. we're having lunch at TGI Friday's. :) Josh had his first Mountain Dew.
We finish up and head to the bookstore where I purchase him a couple of teenie magazines b/c they have Jonas Brothers pictures on the front (his new favorite band), some Mentos and me some Rolos and a pack of gum for the flight.
Then we head to the gate. We're there about 20 minutes and get notification of a gate change. We head to the new gate. There is a HUGE line waiting at the ticket counter so we just take our place on the floor along the wall b/c all the chairs are occupied. Phone rings -- this flight is cancelled too. Once the line is down to about 5 people, we get in line to see about rescheduling. The soonest they can get him on is at 7:10 tonight. We decide to go pick up Drew and head for home. It's now 1:30 p.m. I get Drew, get him home and in bed. At 5:30 p.m., AA flight status calls me, his 7:10 flight has been cancelled as well. By the time I could get in on their 800 number, the soonest he can leave is now Thursday morning... :(
I was looking forward to scrapping. I feel kinda crappy having no plans now for Wednesday -- I think it's going to be an Incredible Pizza Company kind of night, wasting Tuesday at the airport and really crappy weather (they had over 1,000 flights cancelled so we at least were lucky enough to have a comfortable home to go back to and not be sleeping on the floor or a cot at the airport, stranded.. no thanks! My friend, Jim, works for AA... he said at last count they had over 40K checked bags that were piling up due to cancelled flights. I called to find out what I'm supposed to do about Josh's bag...??? I guess we're going to have to get there really early to find out where the hell the bag actually IS.
OH well :) At least it's one more day with my boy -- not that I'm feeling 100% yet and Drew still has a really bad runny nose and cough. Drew and I just keep getting one another sick I think. Crazy thing is that he won't even give me kisses so I have no clue how we're spreading germs. hmm...
We get to the gate parking area and are unable to find a parking place ANYWHERE! So, I resort to 1 hour parking and away we go. The wait at the ticket agent counter is only two people and I get the woman that loves to use "honey" "sweetie" and "love" freely. I think those are just endearing coming from someone that is old enough to be my grandmother's age but coming from someone that's maybe got 8, possibly 10 years on me, it's maddening. I know being from the South, I should be used to that with that "good 'ole Southern hospitality" but coming from someone with an accent like she's from Boston or New York, it was just... ackward. I don't like it. I was at a restaurant once and the waitress couldn't have been over 17 years old and she kept doing that crap and she came over (after we had our food, mind you) and I finally said, "I'm a good tipper. If you want a good tip, please just call me April or ma'am because the only one that gets to call me "honey" or "sugar" is the person that put this ring around my finger." She laughed it off at the time but I'm sure I was called a few choice words when she walked away. Do I care? No. I just think it's disrespectful and just... oogey! I ain't your HONEY! Dig?! Kapeesh?!
So, anyway, I digress. Back to the story.
We get to the counter, get his ticket, my pass to escort him to his gate... wait in line at security (short line for spring break, I was very surprised). We walk to the departure gate and go to the counter to check him in with the agent. On a typical day, they take his paperwork, keep it at the front and then he's escorted on the plane first. I sit at the gate watching the plane and then continue to check in with the agent until he has confirmed that the plane has left the runway and is in the air. That is the only time I ever leave the airport. This agent asks if I mind if he boards Josh last and then says, 'just a minute' and starts boarding the plane. About 20 people get on board and then he takes a phone call. They shut the ramp down and discontinue boarding - something with the canopy. (don't ask me, I don't speak plane). I realize this may turn into something... and I recall I'm parked in the one hour space so I leave Josh standing under the supervision of the agent and I ran out to move my car. It was POURING rain by this time (lucky me, no umbrella). I move from one 1-hour spot to another because I didn't want to have to take too long to find a place and get back to him should they start boarding. But basically, the rest of the people in line had to go back and sit down... I come back in drenched and he tells me "just a moment" again so we're still sitting at the counter. The flight that is at the gate on the other side of the counter has now been cancelled. Those passengers line up to be rescheduled and we're still waiting at the counter. They call... reopen the ramp... he starts boarding. All but 3 people, and Josh are on board... and then he gets a call. They have cancelled his flight too. Since we're at the counter, he immediately books us on the next flight that leaves at 1:00 p.m. so we head to the car to move it to a real parking space and then we head to TGI Friday's to eat.
10:30 a.m. we're having lunch at TGI Friday's. :) Josh had his first Mountain Dew.
We finish up and head to the bookstore where I purchase him a couple of teenie magazines b/c they have Jonas Brothers pictures on the front (his new favorite band), some Mentos and me some Rolos and a pack of gum for the flight.
Then we head to the gate. We're there about 20 minutes and get notification of a gate change. We head to the new gate. There is a HUGE line waiting at the ticket counter so we just take our place on the floor along the wall b/c all the chairs are occupied. Phone rings -- this flight is cancelled too. Once the line is down to about 5 people, we get in line to see about rescheduling. The soonest they can get him on is at 7:10 tonight. We decide to go pick up Drew and head for home. It's now 1:30 p.m. I get Drew, get him home and in bed. At 5:30 p.m., AA flight status calls me, his 7:10 flight has been cancelled as well. By the time I could get in on their 800 number, the soonest he can leave is now Thursday morning... :(
I was looking forward to scrapping. I feel kinda crappy having no plans now for Wednesday -- I think it's going to be an Incredible Pizza Company kind of night, wasting Tuesday at the airport and really crappy weather (they had over 1,000 flights cancelled so we at least were lucky enough to have a comfortable home to go back to and not be sleeping on the floor or a cot at the airport, stranded.. no thanks! My friend, Jim, works for AA... he said at last count they had over 40K checked bags that were piling up due to cancelled flights. I called to find out what I'm supposed to do about Josh's bag...??? I guess we're going to have to get there really early to find out where the hell the bag actually IS.
OH well :) At least it's one more day with my boy -- not that I'm feeling 100% yet and Drew still has a really bad runny nose and cough. Drew and I just keep getting one another sick I think. Crazy thing is that he won't even give me kisses so I have no clue how we're spreading germs. hmm...
Monday, March 17, 2008
Hurry Up and WAIT!
I'm anxiously awaiting the technical glitches taking place on the website as the Great American Scrapbook Convention comes to Arlington, TX June 5-7. I live for this every year. It's my one time a year to just indulge myself! :) (and I DO!)
www.greatamericanscrapbook.com
Registration was supposed to start at 2pm today (CST) but for some reason they've got unexpected technical issues so you can't register for crops or anything. Major bummer of a deal. I hope it clears up quickly I want to see what CLASSES they're having!
www.greatamericanscrapbook.com
Registration was supposed to start at 2pm today (CST) but for some reason they've got unexpected technical issues so you can't register for crops or anything. Major bummer of a deal. I hope it clears up quickly I want to see what CLASSES they're having!
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Sunday, March 9, 2008
So how'd you spend your weekend?
I was supposed to take Josh camping Saturday morning and stay Saturday night and come home Sunday but a great guy, fellow Scouter and one great leader passed away of a heart attack and I felt compelled to go to his memorial service rather than spend my day frolicking around in the woods. The memorial service was a great one - standing room only - tons of Scouts... he was just a wonderful man... Tom Bolerjack. I hope that when my time comes that I have impacted as many lives as this man... to be as humble as he was and to do all he did, it just has to be a God thing.
I got tagged in the eye today with one of those stupid freakin super bouncy balls... it was an accident but it happened about 5 hours ago and my eye still freakin hurts. It got me RIGHT smack dab in the middle of the left eyeball.
I took Josh to Michaels to buy some canvas board and some oil pastels because he wanted to use those for his art project that goes hand in hand with his mountain gorilla research project. His lovely attitude, however, his wonderful self-defeating "I can't do this" "I want a new one" "I want to start over" bull $hit just DRIVES ME NUTS though. He wont even TRY. Where can I just BUY this kid some freakin self confidence. I'm ready to just check his little butt into the wall right now... picked up some Cotton Patch on the way home (love good ole home cookin type food because I won't fry anything) so chicken fried chicken with gravy and smashed potatoes.... mmmmmmm. Doesn't it just make you hungry?
While at Michael's, I did go eyeball the punches because I'm wanting those Marvy punches but they had absolutely no scalloped punches. :( One of these days... I'll break down and just buy one of each. They have all their punches for 30% off right now... so perhaps they were already bought out (much like Hobby Lobby when they put their adhesive at 40 or 50% off -- it's always all gone by the 2nd day of the sale).
I need to get in my scrap room today and just get busy and make me some beautiful STUFF but I need to find my scrappin' mojo. Send me some... :)
I got tagged in the eye today with one of those stupid freakin super bouncy balls... it was an accident but it happened about 5 hours ago and my eye still freakin hurts. It got me RIGHT smack dab in the middle of the left eyeball.
I took Josh to Michaels to buy some canvas board and some oil pastels because he wanted to use those for his art project that goes hand in hand with his mountain gorilla research project. His lovely attitude, however, his wonderful self-defeating "I can't do this" "I want a new one" "I want to start over" bull $hit just DRIVES ME NUTS though. He wont even TRY. Where can I just BUY this kid some freakin self confidence. I'm ready to just check his little butt into the wall right now... picked up some Cotton Patch on the way home (love good ole home cookin type food because I won't fry anything) so chicken fried chicken with gravy and smashed potatoes.... mmmmmmm. Doesn't it just make you hungry?
While at Michael's, I did go eyeball the punches because I'm wanting those Marvy punches but they had absolutely no scalloped punches. :( One of these days... I'll break down and just buy one of each. They have all their punches for 30% off right now... so perhaps they were already bought out (much like Hobby Lobby when they put their adhesive at 40 or 50% off -- it's always all gone by the 2nd day of the sale).
I need to get in my scrap room today and just get busy and make me some beautiful STUFF but I need to find my scrappin' mojo. Send me some... :)
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Winter Wonderland
I'm looking out my window at a winter wonderland...
in Texas
in MARCH!
I'm serious. . . we've got snow flakes falling that are about 2" in diameter... it's INSANE! I went to get Drew early from school because it was icing early. Josh got picked up by a neighbor and has been out playing in it ever since.
The last time we've had snowfall like this was in the 1920's... so much for freakin global warming huh? idiots.
I'm gonna go have some chili and just smile -- I love this weather!
We got SIX AND A HALF INCHES!!!!
in Texas
in MARCH!
I'm serious. . . we've got snow flakes falling that are about 2" in diameter... it's INSANE! I went to get Drew early from school because it was icing early. Josh got picked up by a neighbor and has been out playing in it ever since.
The last time we've had snowfall like this was in the 1920's... so much for freakin global warming huh? idiots.
I'm gonna go have some chili and just smile -- I love this weather!
We got SIX AND A HALF INCHES!!!!
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