tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64894355242519044802024-03-05T18:17:11.879-08:00I create...therefore I amAnn Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.comBlogger134125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-66827785735267919872019-03-03T16:57:00.001-08:002019-03-03T17:19:18.419-08:00Missing Mr. Rogers<div style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 11px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center;">
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 9pt;">Witten thoughtfully and with love,</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic;">There are three ways to ultimate success.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">I’ve hit a bit of a rough patch; perhaps nothing more than a cold that has advanced because I simply tried to out run it. The doctor has thrown a little alarm my way, no doubt because she isn’t clear on what is going on, I am older and well, no doubt, her fear of ligation, if in fact, I am suffering from more than just a cold gone wrong. I’m going with cold gone wrong! Having enjoyed robust health for over a year, even though being subjected to all kinds of germs (trust me, I was aware of and grateful for this time), I find myself being alone for most of my days and a bit reflective. I savor alone time but often am engaged in creative activities. This has zapped my strength so I read, watch an occasional movie. Yesterday, I watched a documentary on Mr. Rogers, a documentary one of my daughter’s highly recommended. It touched me deeply. </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">Social media has been both a curse and a blessing. Avoiding Facebook was a goal. Posts made me anxious, upset. There is so much rage. When I joined Facebook, I vowed to “do no harm.” My sole purpose there was to connect with far away friends, not to replace face to face contact. But things began to change. People began to express opinions, strong, sometimes cruel opinions out of anger and frustration and sometimes, just because they could. </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">I once added to a conversation, posting only my personal experience, and the comment that returned was harsh-it took my breath away. I decided then and there not to respond to people’s opinions. In my experience, people post very strong, personally held opinions. They are not looking for a dialogue, only seeking affirmation. And those who respond are often not looking to create understanding; his/her goal seems to be to call out, demean or humiliate the person who wrote the initial post. In short, people do not wish to discuss, to listen, to understand. They want to be heard and understood, but so often aren’t willing to listen and try to understand.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">Mr. Rogers developed his children’s programming back in the late 60s because he felt so strongly about the images being seen by children, the demeaning and disrespectful behavior of what was labeled children’s programming. He wished to promote understanding, to let children feel listened to and valued. He wanted children to explore the world of make believe and understand how best to translate that into daily life. He taught them to tap into their inner feelings-those feelings are real. He helped them to learn to control them. He wanted children to think about where others were coming from, why they may behave they way that they do. He had guests of all races, all abilities. I can imagine what he might think of the world as it is evolving, today; cyber bullying by young and old alike, terrible images shown daily on all forms of media, videos teaching young children how and why they should kill themselves?! </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">I was bullied as a kid; I was a soft target: tall, quiet, bookish, introverted, nerdy, and oh, so NOT athletically inclined... Even my sixth grade teacher jumped on the bully bandwagon. I remember vividly the day she embarrassed and humiliated me in front of the entire class at the end of the school year because I was one of only two children who was NOT assigned a 300 word composition for misbehavior. Those children, she said, have no spunk. Those slings and arrows hurt and live on in my memory all these years later, but they weren’t in print (okay, so now that incident is in print. Sigh.) They were not posted for the world to see.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">Mr. Rogers was bullied as a child, too. He was, after all, a soft target. Remarkably, he was chubby in his youth. They called him, “Fat Freddy.” He was bookish and quiet. He played the piano. I’m guessing he was also sweet and kind. Those taunts stuck with him his entire life and helped to create the man he became, the career he sought. He was a musician, a creator of children’s programming, an author, a philosopher, a Pastor, a husband and father and by all reports, an extraordinarily, giving man. </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic;">There is no normal life that is free of pain. </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">I am a woman of “a certain age” meaning that I am neither as attractive nor as strong as I once was. Few would describe me as an “old lady”-no, that’s wrong! My six year old granddaughter was incredulous when she heard her parents were born in the eighties and are remarkably, “still alive!” To her little girl eyes, I am oh, so old-she’s not wrong. So, yes, I am old;let’s just say, that there are </span><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic;">far</span><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;"> more years behind me than in front of me. I have experienced lots of living, lots of changes, lots of joy and lots of heartache. Dear friends have, and continue to depart this realm. My grandparents and parents are gone. I’ve lost a dear son. I cannot bring them back, but they are “in my heart from this day on and now and forever more.” I miss them all.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">I miss other things, too. Now, this I know for sure, despite of what reminiscing seniors might engage in, not all was good in the good or’ days but, oh, how I wish we would bring back some of what was best about them. I grew up in a simpler time. The world was fraught with problems back then; it always has been and will be until the end of time. The world is full of people in pain, of suffering, of greed, of violence...but there are kind, caring and compassionate people, too. As Fred would say, “look for the helpers.” There are people who love and care for one another. Never forget that.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">A child born in the mid-fifties, I grew up in an era and a place where children were given the opportunity to be children. I had no idea how very lucky I was. Children need time to play. They need time to be alone, too. They need time to create, to nurture their own imaginations. They need silence, a little boredom. They need to learn about personal responsibility, about working hard and working together, about directing and sometimes harnessing their activity. And, of course, they need love, acceptance, understanding guidance-yes, they need a lot! This, my friends, is not just my opinion based on personal experience. There is ever so much research that backs this opinion.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">In my earliest years, I was blessed to live in a neighborhood chock full of children, many my own age. I always had a playmate if I wanted one. We’d make dates as we parted ways in the late afternoons. Friday night overnights were a much anticipated event. We’d giggle and talk before falling asleep-no cell phone to distract from this relationship we were creating. Our schedules were not overburdened with activities-most had just one, maybe two. We played for hours on end often leaving our homes in the morning returning only for a sandwich at noon, and our mothers’ signal to come in. My mother’s whistle pierced the dusk of those late afternoons. </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">We got a tv when I was about four. It was black and white. There were three channels. Though my parents didn’t have too much to fear about content, our time and program choices were limited-no tv on school nights! Going to the movies was a family event and oh, so special. The drive-in was a real treat! We had a single phone in the kitchen and a party line. As time went on, we had two phones, and no more party line, but one phone was in my parents’ room and that was off limits. We grew into three televisions before I left home at 18, a couple of them had color, but I never had a set in my room nor did I ever have a phone. We ate dinner as a family every night. I got a transistor radio when I was nine. Oh, how proud I was of that radio. I sold greeting cards door to door to earn the money. My dad ordered it from Radio Shack. My brother and I shared a recorded player for years. I got my very own from the Singer store for my birthday when in Jr. High and still remember my first two 45 records. I got my first two wheeler for my 7th birthday. It was second hand, and I was so proud. The bike was destroyed when I accidentally left it at school in the sixth grade simply having forgotten I had ridden it that morning. And though my parents sympathized, they did not run out and replace that bike. I babysat that summer as often as time would allow, and when our town had its’ annual sale days, I purchased my own bike-a Raleigh. I was even more proud.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">Going out to dinner was a special occasion and involved proper attire. For those of you too young to understand that term (honestly, I’m guessing if you are taking the time to read this, you DO understand), it means quite simply that we “dressed up.” Back then, both children and adults had one or two outfits for special occasions like church, family events, parties and going out to dinner. Different attire really does affect behavior in both adults and children. We tend to carry ourselves differently, speak a little more respectfully, and use better manners.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">My parents had plenty of worries back then: polio, childhood diseases (wake up, friends-these are having a resurgence. You don’t know what that world looks like! Oh, dear, a controversial opinion, and I said I wouldn’t...) They worried about politicians, the way the world was going, wars, the economy. They worried about finances, making a dollar stretch and scream, providing for their family. Neighbors were building bomb shelters, and we had drills at school, drills that would save no one should a nuclear bomb hit. They did not burden us with those worries in our earliest youth. Those were adult problems, adult conversations.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">As children, we jumped in leaves and played with sticks. We rode bikes. We read and collected comic books. We cut out paper dolls, played with Play Doh, colored in coloring books and kept diaries. The only thing more exciting then pedaling to the library was being presented with your very own book, which we devoured in short order and cared for mightily. My friends and I played with Barbies (Barbie was the mom-we thought nothing of her terribly proportioned figure and never assumed that any adult would ever look like that!) and baby dolls, cars and trucks. My oh, so masculine brother pushed a doll stroller and a carpet sweeper when he was a toddler and rode a tractor, too. He “fixed stuff.” I’m not sure he even realizes how much encouragement and support my parents and grandparents gave him in those early endeavors. By the time he was eleven, friends and neighbors would call my parents to ask if Ricky could come check out their radio or tv. He could and can fix most anything! </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">We reflected what we heard and saw. We played school, house, and office. We mimicked the world the grown-ups showed us. We learned how to talk, to argue without hurting one another. We were taught to respect our peers, our elders-perhaps a little too much, but it seems the pendulum has swung too far the other way. We learned there were consequences for our actions, and that ultimately, we had to make our own way. We learned how to problem solve. We explored our environment, enjoyed and appreciated the natural world. </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-size: 11pt;">I miss adults shielding the youngest among us from foul language and the ugliest parts of the world. I miss positive role models. I miss civility-oh, how I’d love to see a resurgence of that; caring about how other’s feel, being even just a wee bit less self absorbed. I miss good manners, unbiased reporting, being able to offer a child a gentle touch without it being misconstrued. And, lately, Lord, I miss Mr. Rogers. What positive light that man was. There was a time when I laughed at him-he couldn’t possibly be that sweet, that kind. I now am certain he was the real deal ministering to a few generations of children. His quotes crop up everywhere because they are so necessary in today’s world. </span></div>
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Mine felt <i>plain and simple </i>as in ordinary and stupid. I prefer to think of them as Clean and Simple meaning streamlined and not too tough to duplicate! What I really love to do is color. The card is really secondary for me, but in order to share my colored images and justify the time and money I've spent, I make cards. It's amazing how a simple card can lift someone's spirits.</div>
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So, first I bought the goats because, well, I am an old(er) goat. I do <b>not</b> NEED the chickens, right? No, seriously, I do NOT <i><b>need</b></i> any of these images, but once the seed is planted...</div>
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<br />Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-82949321418555145802017-09-21T15:56:00.000-07:002017-09-21T15:56:25.027-07:00My Favorite Things-Clean And Simple<div style="text-align: center;">
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I haven't paid close attention to my email lately. This morning, I actually read the MFT email-a contest that ends, today! Oh, my, should I even bother? I mean, seriously, the entries are many and oh, so fabulous. I do not envy the judges. But, there's no harm in trying, so I spread out my MFT stamps sets (Birdie Brown, you're killing me!) Hmmm, what to use...pigs? dragons? unicorns? yetis? otters? bears? gnomes? hedgehogs? a chef? hedgehogs?...so many choices, all of them just as cute as can be.<br />
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Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-76599245147217784732017-09-20T05:00:00.000-07:002017-09-20T05:00:00.510-07:00Art Impressions Old Goat SetArt Impressions-I'm a BIG fan! Oh, how I love the Golden Oldies, and the Girlfriends, and the Tri-Folds, and of course, the critters! These delightful characters and creatures never fail to bring a smile. I am in awe of those of you who do the watercolor stamps. Naturally, I bought a few-very few as I am not sure I am up to the challenge of learning this technique. But, I do so love my <a href="https://imaginationinternationalinc.com/copic/">Copics</a>, and my Copics do so love AI!<br />
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I live in a 55+ community-never did I ever think that I would do that, but it turns out, it was a great decision for us. We lucked out-in addition to a beautiful home, we landed in a truly active and fun loving community with some of the nicest folks. Our community borders a farm-you guessed it, there are goats. My goodness, they are cute, BUT oh, so destructive. Some of our neighbors have had a real issue, and after many polite requests to said farmer, issued a formal complaint-FENCE, please. Our little goat friends are perhaps a bit confused: "<b>W</b>hy <b>T</b>he<b> F</b>ence?"<br />
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Lest you feel sorry for these once free range critters-don't. They have a BIG wide open field in which to romp and play. Their diet no longer includes the flower gardens that some of our neighbors painstakingly planted and tend, but I'm pretty sure, they are eating well!<br />
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<br />Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-16755123905121729112017-09-17T06:53:00.001-07:002017-09-17T06:53:36.013-07:00Gerda Steiner Designs and Distress OxidesI have this friend-she's very creative, loves to stamp and design cards and lives right across the street. It's a match made in heaven, right? She teaches a card class-it's much like a Stampin Up event, but it occurs bi-weekly. In addition, she uses a variety of mediums and images from a wide variety of artists. These classes are great fun and as much a social event as a learning experience. Though I am a seasoned cardmaker, I often learn something new and am encouraged to try new techniques. None of those creations will appear in my blog-if she had one, they would appear there!<br />
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<br />Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-48825058678218572642017-08-21T09:31:00.000-07:002017-08-21T09:31:47.590-07:00Art Impressions Challenge #215: Orange and PurpleThe current challenge at one of my favorite stamp companies, <a href="http://artimpressionsstamps.blogspot.com/">Art Impressions</a>, is to use Orange and Purple in a creation. While you do not need to use one of their images, well, why wouldn't you?! It needn't be a Halloween card, either.<br />
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These two oldie goodies just entered the house. They've been on my wish-list for a while. The recent sale at <a href="http://www.artimpressionsstamps.blogspot.com/">Art Impressions</a> was just too good to be true so I scooped them up. These characters make me smile.<br />
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<br />Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-34912134236121758042017-08-20T09:59:00.004-07:002017-08-20T09:59:57.352-07:00Here we go, again...As you can see, it's been years since I have posted on this blog. Oh, I've written a few posts, but never actually published them. Seriously, the world is chock full of posts and opinions. We don't need another, but I've recently decided to enter some challenges, again and a blog is just the vehicle. So, here I go...<br />
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About two years ago, my husband and I decided it was time to move for a number of reasons. This was a very difficult move for me emotionally. To complicate matters, my husband had a serious fall while the house was on the market. Naturally, he was only in the initial stages of recovery when the house sold. Thank heaven for kind and supportive friends who spent a day helping me pack.<br />
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Leaving this beautiful home, this bucolic setting, this charming town was oh, so hard for me. I had to practice acceptance and reevaluate perspectives. Within a couple of months, I found new, friends, new community, a thriving creative group. No longer was I living life in the cornfield, but life in this potato field has proven to be pretty good!<br />
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I feel like I have the best of both worlds, now. In our new home, I have a studio without the beautiful view. However, it's bright and big and accessible year round. The former studio was much smaller and too expensive to heat or cool when temperatures dropped and rose. My neighbors are close-in every sense of the word. It's like being eight years old, again. We have playdates. Though we moved about an hour away from our former home, I head over to my adopted hometown weekly to visit with family and friends.<br />
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My days are busy: clubs, committees, playdates, babysitting, the requisite cleaning and cooking, reading, and crafting! Oh, how I love to color, ink, cut and paste. My friend and neighbor shares here expertise on a regular basis. She's taught me some new techniques and stirred my creative juices. it's good to have community.<br />
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Recently, my friend convinced me (pretty easily) to purchase Ranger Distress Oxides. They arrived and sat as I was a bit intimidated by them. It had been years since I had used my Distress Inks. The Distress Oxides have different properties. She encouraged me. We did some projects together, and now I look for opportunities to use them. <br />
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Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-41526932969258072722015-01-06T07:20:00.000-08:002015-01-06T07:20:07.603-08:00One Little Word...2015I recently went back and looked at old blog posts, pre-blogger, Typepad posts. When I started blogging, I paid for my platform. When you pay for something, I honestly think you value it more. Initially, I blogged about scrap booking, about healing from a traumatic loss, about life, and then I got involved in design teams. Most of my posts were design team related. One by one, the design teams fell away; my life changed; my interests changed...the blog, for the most part, sits silently in cyber space. But every once in a great while, I remember it's here, and so I post.<br />
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I've had the flu. Being ill for an extended period of time tends to make me introspective. It's also that time of year, the time when you think about resolutions, goal setting, dreams... <br />
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Now, at 60, I'm so incredibly aware of how fleeting life is, how very fragile we all are, how valuable the moments are. One of my friends asked what my OLW is for 2015. I paused. For the first time in a few years, my word hadn't made itself known to me. In fact, I hadn't given it a thought. My 2014 word, ENOUGH, was always in my mind's eye, but, honestly, I did little with it beyond April. My first thought was GIFTS, to focus on life's gifts, on gratitude. Though I do plan to continue writing in my gifts journal, it just didn't feel like THE word, my ONE Little Word.<br />
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My daughters have joined me on this journey for the last few years. Each chooses a word, creates a vision board, reads, writes and paints her word. I hadn't mentioned it this year, but the other day, my eldest sent me this link in a text <a href="http://www.susannahconway.com/word/">http://www.susannahconway.com/word/</a>. I clicked on it...a free "course" to help find your word. I signed up. Today was day 3. The exercises are great. Today's lesson had me narrow my list to five, but the word that emerged as I worked through the prompts was not one of those five. It was the key to the five!<br />
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I have two more days of lessons, two more days before I nail down my OLW. Today, however, I had an epiphany. This is oh, so very fitting. Tomorrow IS epiphany, a day that marks the end of the Christmas season, the day my mother got her wings four years ago. This feels like a GIFT- I like that connection, too. It's as if all words lead me here. This year, I will nurture my relationships, my friendships, my faith, my creativity, my own growth and the growth of those I love and care for.<br />
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<span style="color: #404040;"><span style="line-height: 15px;">Now, I take comfort in the fact that I am not alone---the crafter's lament! I struggle with the guilt, the guilt of sheer waste, the guilt of money spent on materials that aren't used. My word for (Ali Edwards'-In A Word) was/is "ENOUGH"-fail! So, perhaps my word for 2015 should be FINISH or PERSEVERE, or maybe I try ENOUGH, again. </span></span></span><br />
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Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-67305824545633456152014-10-27T08:40:00.002-07:002014-10-28T04:46:47.651-07:00Blurred Lines-Gammie's VersionI reference a current song title here, though I think, but I'm not certain, this post is completely unrelated to the song. I'm talking about a cultural phenomenon, one I find puzzling if not deeply disturbing.<br />
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So, we've established that I am "slightly" beyond what is considered middle age. Anne Morrow Lindburgh labeled this time of life, "the youth of my old age." Youth, I like that! It is really something the first time you can recall your mother at your current age---but wasn't she old?! But hold on, wait until you can recall your <i>GRAND</i>mother at your current age. WHAT? Seriously, she was <i><b>old</b></i>!<br />
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And, then, all of those things you noticed about "old' people start happening to your once, young, and far less flawed, though you thought you were flawed back then-just wait-body! If you're a woman of a certain age, you know what I'm talking about. "Features" of your person that were once firm, neatly stretched over your frame and perky, well, not so much. Veins that once hid from view now form squishy blue hills on top of your once smooth hands. Your face begins to resemble a road map, lines deeply etched revealing much about the life you've lived to date. Toes begin to gnarl ever so slightly. The fear of the "old age" of old age becomes ever more real-you know where this is going. You've seen it before and now, you're living it. The good news is, you are LIVING it---could be worse! I keep telling myself that. No matter how old I think I look now, my daughter reminds me, 10 years from now, I'll look back and marvel at how I looked in 2014!<br />
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I tell you, somewhat modestly, I am not as "old" as my grandmother was when she was my age. However, both of my grandmothers looked younger, in my eyes, than their contemporaries. And my mother's fashion choices, no doubt dictated by the decade of her 60's were, shall we say, aging. So, part of this illusion of my youth (I like to <i>think</i> I'm just cresting 50<b>*</b> though we all know better) is due to the <i><b>blurred lines</b></i> of fashion! (<i>Finally, she's getting to the heart of the matter!</i>)<br />
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My wardrobe is not terribly different than the wardrobes of my daughters who are, by anyone's standards, still young. Naturally, I do have some apparel that is too mature for them, too conservative, but nothing (correct me if I'm wrong, kids) that screams, Gammie (except the shoes-yes, it's the shoes---You WILL understand when your toes begin to gnarl and your back aches and your knees hurt...) This <i>blurring of lines</i> sort of works for me though I fear I may carry it too far, for too long. I hope my children will do me a favor and say, "Uh, Mom, time to move on."<br />
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I am "Gammie" now, a grandmother! How did this happen? My kids were little just...alright, alright, it's been a while. I relish this new role and am just sad that I don't live around the corner or just downstairs...instead of hundreds of miles away from this precious little munchkin. It is after spending some concentrated quality time with her that I realize, this old gal "ain't what she used to be"! I marvel at what I used to do. I've lived long enough now to appreciate who I once was-that's a gift because, sadly, I didn't think much about it back then, let alone appreciate it. My 5 kids were born in a span of seven years, the youngest twins. When the twins were five, my oldest 13, I found myself a single parent, and while I was blessed to have my parents close by, I was raising them by myself...but I digress (I do that a lot-you will, too, someday!)<br />
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"Well, anyway..." (my mother's famous turn of phrase I'm now adopting as my own), as a Gammie, I am once, again, seriously involved in the world of children's apparel. Baby clothes-Lord, they're cute! Here's the troubling thing...just since my children were small, there has been a huge shift in apparel for little girls, I mean HUGE! Who, is responsible for this, and why do folks support this industry?! My "Little Kiddle" (<i>cute little collectible dolls from my childhood, and what I now use as a tag line for small, adorable children</i>) is two and has outgrown baby clothes. She's tall-gasp- I know. Who would think it since Gammie is (once was) 5'11"-though her Momma is the shortest of my girls measuring a mere 5'8"? She's thin-kind of a genetic thing, too. She wears a 3T.<br />
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Now, I love to buy her clothes. My preference would be little smocked dresses, pinafores, and overalls, but Momma is a modern Boston Mom, and the smocked dresses and pinafores are, I guess, in today's world, a Southern thing (this Momma/Gammie loves Southern style!) She reminds me that they are indeed, impractical and ill suited to my granddaughter's lifestyle, and I try (mind you, TRY) not to impose my will on them. So, I compromise. We both love OshKosh, not the stuff with Toile or sparkles, but bordering on traditional-a throw back to my children's youth. Thank goodness for Hannah Anderson, (we do, after all, have Scandinavian roots) though, for goodness sakes, why does good taste have to demand a high price tag?! So, Hannah, we limit ourselves to an outfit or two a season, and only when a sale rolls around. Carter's actually tries to cover all audiences-moderate prices with frequent, super sales, cute clothes of the play clothes, functional variety in addition to some garish, loud, but not yet vampy, clothes.<br />
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Fortunately, my daughter has good taste (naturally, right?) so she does not like miniature, seductive, teenager clothing. It gets harder and harder to find little girl's clothing that doesn't look like revealing, over-the-top, teenage apparel. Who thinks this is a good idea?! Really!!! Talk about <i><b>blurred lines</b></i>. Our girls, as young as two, are being sexualized by the fashion industry, and hey, folks, they couldn't do it if we didn't support it, at least not for long.<br />
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A two year old is not a small teenager. A teenager is not a (hmmm, politically correct term here---thinking, thinking...) <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/vamp">vamp</a> (definition 2) or shouldn't be encouraged to be one (showing my age, am I ?!) Why aren't all the women who fought so hard to overcome stereotypes in an uproar over this? (Oh, and while we're on the subject female warriors-what's up with stilettos? Really?!) Why are parents surprised when their young children are involved in clearly not age-appropriate behavior? How is this cute?<br />
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<li>You can trust folks over the age of 30, at least some of them. I'm pretty sure, however that politicians are not to be trusted at ANY age.</li>
<li>Be skeptical of those under 30. They have absolutely no clue and many of them, once they hit about 26 will admit that.</li>
<li>40 is young in today's world-actually, one of my favorite decades, the reason I opted to remain in my 40's just adding years of experience to my resume. At one time, most folks were finished with child rearing at 40. Now a days, many are just starting. (P.S. Good luck at 60!)</li>
<li>50 is NOT old either...you're just coming into your own.</li>
<li>60s-not much experience here, yet. I'll keep you posted</li>
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Project Life was calling my name this week. I have a summer's worth of pictures and now a bunch of fall pictures. Up until this week, I had only touched June---other projects filled my days. Things are a bit slower for the moment so I had the opportunity to do some "PL"-ing. The <i>nice</i> thing about PL is you can just slip in your fave photos, add a few embellishments (or not) and do a little journaling to jog the memory and call it a day. The <i><b>great</b></i> thing about PL is you can then go back, when you're either more inspired or have a bit more time and embellish away! I attended to "nice", not "great" this week :)<br />
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"Y'all know I love me some <a href="http://www.sassycherylsstamps.com/">Sassy Cheryl</a>!" </div>
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I really do---we're friends, now. Thank you Paper Craft Planet---you're gone now (head bowed, a moment of silence---respect), but you introduced me to some mighty wonderful folks. Cheryl's fabulous images reflect her "all about Sassy" attitude! You only have to look at them to know that she's about as tender-hearted as they come (sorry, Cheryl, you're "outed")</div>
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I'm really "bad" about finish work---generally leave the inside blank because, honestly, I want to get onto the "business" of coloring. I love to color---am I repeating myself here? Oh, sorry---comes free with being "mature". This was made for a special friend who lives many miles away. I'll put it in the mail on Monday!</div>
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Then, of course, there's <a href="http://mosdigitalpencil.com/">Mo</a>...who doesn't love Mo's illustrations?! I have many (oh, so many) of her little girl images and with the birth of my grand daughter, over two years ago, it made my addiction worse. Thanks, Mo---seriously, thanks. Lately, I've needed a few cards for little boys-these images are equally as cute!</div>
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Just in case you're wondering---these little guys have watermarks running right across their cute little tummies! It's a shame we have to do that, isn't it? I'm not going to get all preachy on you, here (well, may be a little), but I just taught a Sunday School lesson on the second most important Commandment---it's actually the foundation of many world religions though people are terribly bad at following it: </div>
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Not a religious person? I'm sorry---really, I am, but I respect everyone's right to decide for him/herself. This Commandment though-it's about human decency, R-E-S-P-E-C-T (Yes, Aretha! Google it. Thankfully, the recent FB rumor about Ms. Franklin is false)! If you were the artist, would you be okay with people stealing your work? (oops, another Commandment reference and secular law backs me up on this one!) I think not. </div>
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If you've stuck with me through this entire post, you're either my family so you know who and what I am, a friend (again, you know me), someone who is totally okay with what I have written-agree with it or not, <i>or</i> someone who is livid that I posted a Commandment---if that's the case, well, like I said, you are entitled to feel what you feel. You should not, in my opinion, always act on you're feelings when it means hurting or harming another...there are a lot of secular laws that back me up on that one, too. So if you want to vent, call a friend, okay?<br />
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Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-65062711727719054082014-10-19T20:31:00.000-07:002014-10-19T20:31:35.786-07:00Poor, Poor, Sad, Lonely Blog....<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Poor, poor, sad, lonely blog! Oh, I've been creating, even photographing some of my creations, but posting, well, mostly on FaceBook. I'm not alone. Today, I spent about an hour looking through bookmarks and found many blogs I once frequented, no longer exist. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Soooo, should I just let it go? I just don't know. This blog isn't a busy one, that's for sure. I'm no longer on design teams and am not even applying to any. I create because I love to create. I used to love to share my creations. Actually, in my earliest blogging years, I had a Typepad account. I posted my scrapbook pages, my journaling. I actually thought I might be able to generate some interest, perhaps a small business creating scrapbooks for others. Life changed pretty dramatically as it so often does and I found myself caring for my aging mother in her home. I had few crafting materials and limited space and time. This is when I discovered card making and learned a new term-"Digi." And, oh, my, did I ever love to color! There were design teams and Paper Craft Planet and groups to join and friends to make. I loved my new world. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Life got busy, circumstances and priorities changed, the crafting world changed ...FaceBook took hold. Design teams began to fold. Suddenly, it seemed, everything was a competition, a comparison. What once made me happy, made me feel a little proud, started to make me feel inadequate. I didn't feel good enough. I struggled with this and really questioned my reasons for even posting. Was it about how many visitors I attracted (because, man, that was oh, so disappointing!) So, did that mean I wasn't any good at what i was creating or did it mean I wasn't any good at self promoting? In any case, it didn't make me feel good. I did finally decided that I would continue to post just in case a friend or one of my kids wanted to see what I was up to, but even they stopped dropping by. There are just so many blogs out there, so much social media, so many things that take our time and attention. I stopped blogging, but I didn't stop creating.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Over the last few months, I've given most of my creative time and energy to a charity. I'm a member of a committee that hosts a charity event for St. Martin's Ministries. This year's theme was a 1920's Speakeasy. Here are just a few of the things I made for this amazing event...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">her FaceBook page is called <b><i>Bella and Bronte's Playhouse</i></b>.</span></div>
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<br />Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-52101878837611135712014-07-08T03:00:00.000-07:002014-07-08T03:00:06.565-07:00Sassy Cheryl's Neighborhood<h4 style="text-align: center;">
Here we go...another "Anything Goes" challenge in the neighborhood! </h4>
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...all kinds of creative goodness going on over there :)</h4>
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I decided to use an "older" digi...here's Ms. Sally and Bella doing what they do best---just hang in' around and getting into mischief! </h4>
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I recently stumbled upon on coloring blog via Pinterest...Just4FunCrafts.blogspot.com. Jennifer Dove, the creator, has posted a "Color of the Day" cards since 2013...when I last checked, some 188 color combos for Copics. I spent way too much time, but rather happily, clicking on each one, resizing and then printing out each and everyone of these combos. Now, some of them, I needn't have bothered because they were combos I already used, but I don't like to do stuff half way---I'm ALL in! I'm tickled pink with my new flip book of color combos---teehee!</div>
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I used "baby pink" for her shirt and bubble gun for her skirt...don't you love the way this little skirt defies gravity! Her skin is advanced skin tone 1. her hair is red hair 3-never would have come up with this one!</div>
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I used a Technique Tuesday Ali Edwards stamp for the sentiment...not too happy that this partnership has ended :( and a Spellbinders die to cut out the sentiment. MY DP is a fairly new pad from Michael's-got it on sale...Dear Lizzy Polka Dot Party by American Crafts. There you have it!</div>
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You can enter over at FaceBook and you have 'til the end of the month! Come on and join us!</div>
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Other challenges I plan to enter:</div>
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Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-1500669921349206982014-07-01T09:37:00.001-07:002014-07-01T09:37:03.528-07:00Sassy Cheryl's Neighborhood on FaceBook!<h3 style="text-align: center;">
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Sassy Cheryl packed up the whole gang and moved her challenges to <b>FaceBook.</b></div>
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She has a page, of course and then a group you can ask to join---<b>Sassy Cheryl's Neighborhood.</b> We'd love to have you join us over there. It's much like our old group at Paper Craft Planet. If you liked it there, you'll love it here!<br />
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This little gal is a nod, perhaps a tribute to our dear, old friend, Fred Rodgers. He was a wise man and a friend to many preschoolers through the decades. He is missed. I can't help but hum his theme song when I see this little cutie...</div>
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"It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood...</div>
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won't you be,</div>
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please won't you be my neighbor." </div>
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I colored this image in Copics and fussy cut her. The fence is a Memory Box die. My DP is Dear Lizzy Polka Dot Party by American Crafts.</div>
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I hope you'll join us in the neighborhood for all kinds of Sassy goodness. There are challenges to be played and prizes to be won, and just a good, old-fashioned, warm, friendly, neighborhood feeling!</div>
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<br />Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-22835941171149260652014-06-17T03:00:00.000-07:002014-07-01T09:37:46.240-07:00Sassy Cheryl's: A Sketch<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Here it is, the final challenge...so sad. I've been a part of the Sassy Cheryl's Design Team since it started. I've made friends, really good friends, among them the Sassy Boss Lady herself, Cheryl.<br />
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The craft world is forever changing---just like life! Paper Craft Planet, my haven for a number of years and the place where I first connected with Cheryl and my "Sassy Sistahs", closed. Our tight knit group nearly wept, but we managed to soldier on and found another forum where we connect on nearly a daily basis.<br />
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Challenges and blogs, once so very popular and oh, so active seem to be closing down---people move on, circumstances change, and new interests or trends emerge. And, so it is.<br />
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BUT, here's the GREAT news, the silver lining, as it were...Sassy Cheryl will continue to draw her fabulous images. You'll still be able to shop at her <a href="http://www.sassycherylsstamps.com/">online store</a> and the Sassy DT, though no longer a "formal" group, will continue to share creations on Facebook and Splitcoast---and you, too, can share your creations on these venues. In fact, look for information regarding a new Facebook Group...I guarantee you'll have fun sharing your creations and getting inspired!<br />
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This one's for you, Sassy Boos Lady. Cheryl and I learned early on that we both have an affinity for RED shoes so naturally, I gave Maddie red shoes! Oh, and polka dots, Cheryl loves polka dots!<br />
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I used a new pad of paper appropriately named "Cut & Paste" by Amy Tangerine. I picked up at Michael's on a recent expedition---shopping is no small feat around these parts. I have to travel! I colored with Copics and used Technique Tuesday, Nestabilities, and Taylored Expressions die cuts.<br />
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Do join us for our last challenge! Be sure to use the sketch (open to artistic interpretation) and a Sassy Cheryl's image! This week's challenge will last only one week so get those entries in early!<br />
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I'll still be here so come by and visit from time to time!<br />
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Week two of the Doodle challenge at Sassy Cheryl's! This week, I did a much less fussy doodle. I used buttons as the heads of flowers and doodled up the stems and leaves.<br />
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I went a little crazy! It's been well over a week since I've felt well enough to play in my studio. I was so happy to join the realm of the living and oh, how I love to mindlessly doodle! As a kid, every notebook was adorned with doodles. If I have a pad of paper handy when I'm on the phone, I'm doodling-nothing clever or artistic mind you, just doodling. </div>
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Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-65497633389962878682014-05-30T10:09:00.000-07:002014-05-30T10:16:10.299-07:00Happy Birthday, AngelIt's been 37 years since his birth and nearly 9 since his death. He was my first born, the child I had wished for as long as I could remember. He was everything I dreamed of with a twist, and ever so much more. He would bring challenges I was unprepared for, heartache I could never have imagined and filled my heart with more love and joy than I thought possible. No one has taught me more about life, about people, about potential, about what matters, about gratitude. While his life was short and his physical abilities limited, his measurable intelligence low, he made a difference in all those whose lives he touched, and there was/is a ripple effect as those lives move forward because life does go on, and we remember.<br />
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At the nearly nine year mark of Erik's death, the intensity of my grief has lessened, but as a mother, I expect Grief to always walk with me. Most days now, Grief walks slightly behind me, lurking in the shadows. Very few catch a glimpse of my companion. Some days, Grief walks with me. Those closest to me recognize him, but there are days, most notably Erik's birthday and the day he got his wings, when Grief pushes me back and charges ahead of me. We struggle on those days, and I am often defeated but Love, Gratitude, Hope and Faith rally round with the help of family and friends until Grief once again retreats to the shadows...but he lurks, waiting for the opportunity to overcome, again.<br />
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This has been yet another life lesson. Erik continues to be my best teacher. Honestly, I really didn't fully understand grief. Consequently, though I thought of myself as compassionate and empathetic, perhaps I was not. Oh, I had lost loved ones. Every loss brings Grief along for the ride, but Grief never took me down before. My father died just six months before Erik did, and it seemed the worst possible pain until it wasn't. When Erik died, he left more than a hole in my heart. He took a part of me, a very big, important part of me with him. I am so blessed to have four surviving children all of whom mean every bit as much to me as Erik, and it was for them I found the courage to go on.<br />
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The first year following Erik's death was without a doubt, the hardest. Life as I had come to know it died right along with Erik. My husband was transferred. In order to join him, preserve our marriage, I had to give up my job which, it turns out cost me my hard worked for career. We moved hundreds of miles away from our four surviving children and our friends. Conventional wisdom would tell us, this was a very bad idea...bad, in deed. <br />
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Nearly, nine years out, I survived it all. My husband and I are still married- this, I understand is no small feat given what we've been through. We've moved twice, lost both of our mothers-his mother after a short illness just 4 months short of her 100th birthday, mine after a lengthy illness. My mother was my rock, my anchor. Grief, damn Grief, nearly swallowed me whole, again. My husband had open heart surgery shortly after receiving the "golden hand shake" from his employer. Our children have had successes and set backs. One of our daughters married and is now a Momma. I am a Grammie-proof positive that life goes on. Joy may be overshadowed by Grief, nearly smothered. Joy is resilient and will, given time and opportunity, triumph.<br />
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Today is Erik's birthday. He was born on this day 37 years ago and for that I am eternally grateful. He lived-for that I am grateful. Happy Birthday, sweet angel of mine. You live forever in my heart.<br />
<br />Ann Englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10383158855693178408noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489435524251904480.post-54596934360020208032014-05-22T03:00:00.000-07:002014-05-22T03:00:07.415-07:00A Day for Daisies...This is one of my "go to" digi companies. I have a few! These images are different...they touch my heart in a way that few others do. Tammy may draw with her hands and her eyes,but her artistry clearly comes from her heart. You can feel it, can't you?<br />
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A few weeks ago, she released these images for Mother's Day, and, well, I had to have them as they make me feel warm and happy and tender in the very best way. There is nothing I've enjoyed more or felt more accomplished in than mothering my children. These tender moments are like no others and now, I get to relive those moments through my daughter who is mothering her precious little girl.<br />
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She does, indeed! So, this week's challenge at<a href="http://sassycherylschallenge.blogspot.com/"> Sassy Cheryl's</a> is to use at least two dies and a shade of purple! The dies part-easy peasy! I have a gracious plenty of dies from which to select. The "purple", well, that was a bit more of a challenge for me. Don't get me wrong, I like purple, but it's just one of those colors I don't really have on hand-not a "go to" color for me so I had to do some digging in the old stash!</div>
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It's week two of the<a href="http://sassycherylschallenge.blogspot.com/"> Sassy Cheryl's Challenge,</a> Clean and Simple using a Sassy Cheryl's image. It doesn't get any "cleaner" or "simpler" than this-all one layer! I love, love, love this little digi of Sally so couldn't wait to color her up. She's colored in Copics. I did the clouds using a template and ink daubers. I'm a bit rusty.</div>
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I think I saw the sentiment on FaceBook and wrote it down as it really resonates with me. I'm working on an attitude of gratitude. Everything requires practice!</div>
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A new <a href="http://sassycherylschallenge.blogspot.com/">challenge at Sassy Cheryl's</a>-whoo hoo! This one is Clean and Simple (aka CAS). now, originally, I was told one layer. I'm all about CAS, but one layer was just a teeny bit more challenging, but I did it! Really, though, very simple-just print and color with my Copics :-)</div>
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The front of the card is actually narrower than the back. I colored the edge in red and wrote the Happy Birthday sentiment. I printed the sentiment on the front (used the title for inspiration) </div>
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You have two weeks to join in the fun! Clean and simple-easy peasy, oh, and be sure to use a Sassy Cheryl's image. There is always something on sale and often something new, and oh, my, so stink in' cute! </div>
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Just a bit less than a week to enter the Sassy Cheryl's challenge. Here's my mid challenge card. This is an "oldie goldie", and are you in luck-if you have to have her, and I'm sure you do, she is available in a set-two other darling images AND the set is on sale this week, so 3, count 'em, THREE images for $2.00. Seriously, you can't get anything any more for two dollars-not anything you'd want, really. </div>
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I colored this darling little girl with Copics and used scarps and a few dies. Easy peasy!</div>
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Here's hoping you'll join us for this challenge---flowers and a Sassy Cheryl's image. Couldn't be easier---or more fun!</div>
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Speaking of fun, I recently had dinner with the Sassy lady herself on our way home from vacation! My dear husband ordered us each a glass of wine, and the name of the wine: "Attitude"! I'm not making this up! Perfect, don't you agree?!</div>
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It's time for a new challenge at <a href="http://sassycherylschallenge.blogspot.com/">Sassy Cheryl's</a>...for the next two weeks, flowers! Oh, I do love flowers though admittedly, I don't often use them on cards-not the 3-D kind anyway! I found them entirely too expensive to post, and since I like to send my cards, well... </div>
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Ah, but I have dies, and this just sort of came to me. My DP has been around a season or two. I colored this darling little Sally with my Copics and fussy cut her. She came with the perfect sentiment, too!</div>
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Do, do, DO check out the shop...Sassy Cheryl has been mighty busy of late drawing up new characters and reimagined characters. She's developed families and a neighborhood full of the cutest darn kids-and each has a bio! How much fun! Oh, and this week, Cheryl is adding/has added the latest Maddie and Max. So stinking cute!!! </div>
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ACCCCKKK! I could say it was an April Fools joke... </h3>
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I wrote last week's <a href="http://sassycherylschallenge.blogspot.com/">Sassy Cheryl's challenge</a> post ahead of time, saved it as a draft, then failed to publish it! Oh, well...the joke is on me. The challenge continues for one more week so you still have a chance to play! Scroll down a tad, and you'll see my original post. </div>
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<a href="http://www.sassycherylsstamps.com/collections/spring-summer-m-m/products/the-jitterbug-maddie">JITTERBUG MADDIE</a></div>
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Here's Jitterbug Maddie just fooling' around! You've got to love her-dancin' up a storm and having some kind of fun! I colored with Copics, used odds and ends of some Basic Grey scraps and even doodled a bit. Naturally, I had to add some polka dots to her shirt because, well, they're just fun!</div>
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