Crafting Weekend 2010

Surprisingly, I got invited to spend another weekend this year crafting in Hagerman with my new crafty girlfriends.  This year I got to sit next to someone new and loved every minute of it.  Gwennie is aDorabledaze's newest follower, "Welcome, Gwennie!  Make yourself at home."  Her real name is actually Jennifer, but somehow she got the nickname Gwennie and that's what we called her all weekend, so that is how I think of her.  She is not only a fellow crafter, but a fellow blogger as well.  Take a minute and check out Gwennie's blog, but don't forget to come back!


As I said, I got my first taste of Bella and PRISMACOLOR last year, and renewed it this year.  I didn't make as many cards this year because I spent the first part of the weekend working on Christmas gifts.  Now, don't get excited, I'm not an over-achiever, these were gifts from LAST YEAR that I still needed to finish.  See, I AM a loser!  Luckily, my family (whom the gifts were for) still loves me.  The pictures of the scrapbook will be yet another post.  See, I may have FINISHED said Christmas gifts, but I have YET to mail them.  Can't have you seeing them BEFORE they see them, right?  This post will be filled, once again with my love, adoration and longing for PRISMACOLOR markers, and more pictures of cute cards.

When I was creating this card, I had my friend Shalyn in mind.  She was the friend that was with me when I had my first taste of stamping.  We have spent hours together at my dining room table, bent over, crafting our hearts out.  She lives in Washington now, and I miss her dearly. 

If there is one thing other than crafting that makes me think of Shay, it's coffee!  I so wish she and I could sit down for a cup and a chat!

Look at the great color on her dress!  I'm telling you, these markers are NOT your mother's crayola markers , baby!  I whole heartedly believe that EVERY artist should begin buying these if they haven't already.  And look at the background paper, isn't it fun?  It's from a set that my mom got me for Christmas from Costco.

Pink, orange and blue are some colors that I NEVER thought I would use, but how cute are they?  I'm in love with them.  It has NOTHING to do with the Boise State Bronco colors of orange and blue.

This next card is another line from the same website as the Bella stamps.  It's probably not one I would have picked up by myself, but during the weekend, Kathryn (who I also loved meeting) used it to make some of the cutest cards.  I wasn't the only one who was struck by this little Pipi Longstocking like girl, many of us took turns stamping out pages to bring home with us.  It didn't matter what color combo you used she was too adorable to pass up.

I find that because I don't get to stamp as often as I used to, my cards have become much simpler with less technique.  It seemed to me, that all my cards were beginning to look the same and while they were still cute, nothing wowed me about them.  For this card, I challenged myself to dig deep and dust off my imagination. 

The ribbon here, looks like I pulled it up through the button, but we all know I'm much too lazy to mess with that.  I just tied a knot and glued it to the top of the button.  Super cute, no?  (Thanks, Nej for letting me peek through your ideas!)

I crumpled and inked the background paper to give it a more grunge feel, I think it fits in well with the little girls funky hair and patched pants.  I also used my paper piercer to poke holes in a pattern across the bottom of the paper.  This turned out to be my favorite card of the weekend.

The weekend was, again, filled with much laughter, tons of delish food, and very little sleep.  It was as fun as last year!  I look forward to next year, if I get invited back!

Go.  Create something!

How Cute Is That?

My husband already shared this on Facebook, but it's too cute not to share here.  Meghan is starting her early and Silver is one good horse!

Original Intent

It's been a while and my oldest daughter has been nagging me to post something new, as apparently she is bored by what's been up. When she turned 16, she also turned very bossy. It's OK; I think she gets it from her mother. I have lots of things to blog about and they are all swirling around and making a mess in my head. Let's hope that I can get them cleaned up and into a few interesting posts before they all flitter away.


One of the main reasons I wanted to do a blog was to share my favorite hobby with you. I love to stamp! I got hooked on it when I was 16 and a dear, dear friend and I stopped at a little kiosk and the kind lady there showed us how to heat emboss. We were hooked and bought our first stamp that day-it was a carousel horse-along with a tub of bronze embossing powder that we would heat up over a burner in our kitchen. We've come a long way baby!


I still play with paper and ink as often as possible, though not as much as I would like.  Last year another dear friend of mine, who also shares my obsession with paper and all things crafty, invited me on a Ladies Crafting Weekend where I got to meet 14 other amazing crafting maniacs, just like me. We laughed, we ate and we stayed up late. We even did some crafting. I thought I was pretty up on what's happening in the paper, marker, stamp world, but these ladies showed me a few things. Two things I fell in love with--PRISMACOLOR Markers and Bella Stamps! I had the chance to play with them both for an entire weekend.


Here are a few cards I created last year using Prisma Markers and the adorable Bella Stamps. Not too shabby for my first attempt!

The markers give rich color and blend beautifully!  You also don't get the stroke marks like you do with other markers.  It's a little hard to see in this photo, but I took my Stardust Glitter Pen and added some accents to the mirror.  Love the Stardust Glitter Pen!

I love the color combination on this card.  This card makes me want to steal one of my daughters retro-bikes and go for a summer ride.  Thankfully it's too cold for that kind of nonsense right now.  Is it wrong to be jealous of stamp's hair?

Again, with the Stardust Glitter Pen on Bella's cool, green bike!

Here's a confession; I actually made this card for a new friend who takes FABULOUS photos, but I never mailed it.  What can I say?  I'm a card horder. 

I generally never write my own sentament on a card, my handwriting has it's ups and downs, but this one turned out pretty cute and it was exactly what I wanted to say.  Maybe someday I'll put it in the mail.  Maybe not, but you still make me smile, Jenn!

The next card isn't a Bella, it's a stamp I bought for something like $2 just because I loved the cute birdie.  This was the first time I used it also and I did use the PRISMACOLOR markers on it and it was from the weekend last year, so it fits in with this post as well.

Well, now that's irritating.  The picture is the right direction on my computer, so why not here?  I will have to look into that, but you get the idea, right?

Can't get enough of that glitter pen.  The kids put two more in my Christmas stocking last year!  They know what Mama likes.  I also love the look of that gathered up, wrinkled ribbon, but let me tell you, it's kind of a lot of work to get it glued down like that.  maybe there is a trick I don't know about.

All in all, I was very much in envy of both the stamps and the markers.  I left the retreat last year, determined to begin purchasing at least the markers.  I never did and then began to wonder if they were really as wonderful as I first imagined.  Well, I got invited back again this year and returned home even more determined than ever to begin my collection.  The cute cards I made with them this year?  That will have to be another post.

Happy crafting, friends!

Friendly Advice

I have been reading the book of Job.  At 5 in the morning, trying to understand it gives me a bit of a headache, but I am thankful for the Holy Spirit and the various commentaries that help me muddle through.

You know what else reading through Job's trails makes me thankful for?  My health (such as it is) yes, but right now it makes me enormously greatful for my FRIENDS.  The wise, Godly friends the Lord has brought into my life over the last few years.  Friends that will admonish me, encourage me, love me, uplift me and pray for me.  Friends whose wisdom and advice is steeped in the Word of God and whispered  to me with an outpouring of love.  Friends who care not only about my life here on earth, but for my everlasting soul.

"Thank you, Lord, for the friends you have sent to help me along my way.  They will tell me when my heart is in the wrong and point my thoughts and actions back to You.  They encourage and uplift me with Your words.  Their wisdom flows from You.  They will sit with me when there is nothing to say.  They will laugh with me and cry with me all while praising Your name and Your holiness.  They are my Godly gifts.  Thank you, Lord, for not sending me Job's friends."

If you have amazing, wonderful friends that you LOVE, repost this note with your own thankful thoughts.  If you don't do this in 3 minutes, ...wait, NO, just kidding--I hate those things!  They make me want to hurl my computer through the nearest window while screaming.

Praying that this day is beautiful and blessed for both you and me.

Saving Money the Homemade Way

I love convenience.  Running to the store, picking up this or that; keeping it in my cupboard to grab when needed.  This is how I roll.  There are things I have learned to make from scratch, not because I've had to conserve, but because I wanted better tasting (think Alfredo Sauce).  Now that the price of food is steadily climbing higher and higher (not to mention my growing kiddos eating more and more), I am beginning to look for ways I can save a buck.  Making convenience foods from scratch is a great and TASTY way to do that. 

I do still buy things that could probably be made at home, because let's face it, I have a TON on my plate and I can only do so much.  I have found a couple of recipes that are super fast and super cheap.  Hillbilly Housewife is a great site to wander around if you are looking for lots of ways to eat cheaper.  Another place that you can look for ANY recipe, not just knock-offs is Recipe Zaar.  Can I just say, "I LOVE RECIPE ZAAR!"?

I made homemade Bisquick the other night for our dinner biscuits.  I found the recipe at Recipe Zaar.  I would TOTALLY recommend this.  It went together super fast-I did not sift the dry ingredients, I just used my small wisk to break up the lumps and make sure it was nice and fluffy. 

We used it to make Cheesy Garlic Drop Biscuits.  Turned out BEAUTIFULLY!  Light and fluffy and o-so-tasty.  Here is the recipe for you to try.

Cheesy Garlic Drop Biscuits
4 1/2 c. Bisquick Mix
1 1/3 c. milk
1/2 tsp. (or more) granulated garlic
1 1/4 c. cheese, grated (we like colby jack or cheddar)

(We no longer measure the cheese or the garlic.  We just kinda guess.)

Mix Bisquick, water and garlic together with a wooden spoon.  Stir in the cheese until incorporated.  Drop by spoonfuls onto a baking sheet.  Bake at 450 degrees for 8-10 minutes.  Brush tops of cooked biscuits with a little melted butter seasoned with a bit more garlic.  This makes ABOUT 18 biscuits.

This morning, Jeff and I made homemade Pancake Syrup.  I was leary--to say the least.  I LOVE Mrs. Butterworth syrup.  It's what I grew up with.  Jeff loves REAL Maple Syrup--that stuff is spen-dy!  This recipe worked  WONDERFULLY for us.  It's sort of a mix between real maple and Mrs. Butterworth.  I loved it, Jeff loved it, the kids loved it.  It's a WINNER and I'm a ROCKSTAR!

I may never BUY syrup again.

Here is the recipe that started it all.  When Jeff and I started making it, I asked him if we were going to follow the recipe EXACTLY as it was, and he replied (in a VERY nasty, sarcastic little voice) "No, it's a recipe.  Why would we follow THAT?" 

So, because I can rarely follow a recipe as it is written, here is the recipe as I changed it.

Pancake Syrup
2 c. warm water
2 c. white sugar
2 c. brown sugar-packed
2 TBSP molasses
1 tsp. maple flavor (only because that's ALL we had in the bottle)
1TBSP butter

We followed the cooking directions from the link above, but I will rewrite them for you so you don't have to go back to the link again.

Combine the water, sugars and molasses in a good size pot. Bring to a boil over medium heat, stirring occasionally. Watch the pot because if it's too small and you're not looking it may bubble up and pour over onto your stove top. Can you say "sticky, nasty mess"?  After it comes to a boil, turn the heat to low, cover and simmer for 10 minutes-DO NOT STIR during this 10 minutes. Then remove from heat and take the lid off. Stir in the maple (ok, honestly, Jeff didn't read the directions carefully, and he added the maple at the beginning with the sugar. The world did not end and the syrup still tasted like maple-go figure) and the butter. Let cool for 15 minutes.

When first made and still warm, this recipe has the consistency of real maple syrup. I have been told that after storing it in the fridge overnight, it thickens up to a consistency similar to store bought syrup.

Are there things you love to make from scratch that also save you a bit of money?  Please share!

Birthday Traditions

Today, my son turns 7, and my husband turns 39. It's a big day for us. Nate has been asking since before Christmas how many more days until his birthday. Now it's here. It's hard to believe that just 8 years ago we were without this little ball of fire. He has come and left a huge imprint on our lives.

Jeff just keeps saying, "Next year I'll be 40!" I don't think the idea excites him. It does me. He gets better and better with age--(can I just say that he was already pretty awesome to start with?). And I am SO glad he was born!

We don't do large "friend" parties every year for our kids, instead, we save the big parties for big birthdays, you know...5, 10, 13, 16, 18...

We do have two small traditions that we do each year. The first is that the birthday child gets to choose what they will have for dinner on their day. Anything they want. Last year, Nate chose Manwiches (YUCK!). I begrudgingly made them and we all ate them, but Nate hated them and never asked for THAT again. This year he chose Personal Pizzas. These are fun and super simple, so I am looking forward to dinner. I will be trying my hand at making homemade pizza dough for the first time. I'll let you know how it turns out.

The other tradition is one the kids look forward to almost as much as presents. On the morning of their birthday, Jeff takes each child out to breakfast, just the two of them. They begin choosing their restaurant weeks before the actual date, weighing food choices and locations. On years when birthdays fall on Sundays, Jeff takes them early, before church. Tomorrow, Jeff has an early job and so he will hustle to that and return to take Nate out between jobs-but it's too important to skip. Nate waits eagerly. I believe that Jeff waits, just as eager.

They will laugh and eat and grow closer. This will be what they remember when they are grown. Not the gifts or the parties, but the one-on-one time with a father that loves them deeply. They are so lucky, and so am I.

Aren't they great?

Scheduled Rituals

Lately, my husband and I have been trying to start our day at 5:15...in the MORNING! Now, if you don't know, I am NOT in any way a morning person. If I had my way, the fun would run until midnight and day wouldn't start until noon {or LATER}! So just let me say E-GHADS! As I type this I have already had my cup of coffee and read my Bible and it's 5 minutes to 6.

I'm not a huge fan of schedules. Making one makes me kind of cranky and having to follow one makes me even more cranky, but when it's all said and done, schedules do seem to make the day run more smoothly (or should that be 'days run smoother'?) and THAT makes me happy.

Having cleared that up, I do LOVE ritual and there is a difference. It's my morning ritual that makes struggling out of bed even possible for me. Well, that and a huge push from the Lord, because believe me, if the Lord weren't shoving my behind out of bed, I would still be there, sinking into my cushioned topper, burrowing under my pile of blankets.

My morning looks a little something like this-

"I tumble out of bed and stumble to the kitchen, pour myself a cup of ambition.
Yawn and stretch and try to come to life"...

WAIT, that's Dolly Parton's song Nine to Five, but it does REALLY resemble my morning.

My alarm goes off (for the first time) at 5:05, I hit snooze and five minutes later it goes off again. So I lay there for a minute and glare at my phone (which is what I use for an alarm) until I can feel my brain slowly solidifying from the mush of sleep. Then I slowly sit up and stay there for just a minute to make sure no body parts fall off and that the world is still spinning as it should.

Next, I fumble my way to the closet to grab a sweater and a pair of socks (because I HATE to be bare footed) while my husband mumbles, "You can turn the light on if you need to", which I don't do because light at 5 a.m. is ridiculously bright.

I really do stumble toward the kitchen (there is always something out of place for me to trip on. Hello-there are 7 of us living here!), where I turn the espresso machine to 'warm'. But before I begin brewing my lovely bit of Morning Joe, I must, must, must turn on the heat! My husband and I sleep with the house as cold as we can possibly get it so by the time I walk from my bedroom to the kitchen my teeth are chattering and I am covered in goose-bumps.

Ahh, now HERE is the part where the ritual starts to warm my bones and comfort me in my morning duress. I begin to brew my coffee. The small ritual of grinding beans, measuring and heating milk, tamping grounds and measuring scoops of white chocolate and shots of espresso calms my breathing and opens my eyes. The whiff of coffee and white chocolate mingling in the air makes me smile, just a bit, in the dark quiet.

My sister bought me a Heated Throw for Christmas and it's rarely off. I have it folded next to my rocking chair in the living room and this is where I cuddle up with God. The heat of the blanket seeps into my bones and the heat of God's word seeps into my heart. This is the reason I rise. I used to say that 5:00 a.m. was an ungodly hour, I must recant. He is there at 5, waiting patiently for me to get to Him. He waits as I wake and read and sip. And we chat.

My children begin wandering in at 6 so they can begin their morning routine. I think they are less comforted by their routines than I am. Maybe theirs are schedules. They throw on clothes and I watch as the four oldest and their father head out to feed the animals. I watch as they toss hay and pour water and dump food. They do it TOGETHER now, and this is more routine that warms my heart. By the time they return they are more awake and laughing. This is bonding time.

Now I am ready. It's been an hour and I've readied my heart. I have found that after my rituals, my words run more softly, more patiently. I am more inclined toward grace and mercy as opposed to the law.

I may not LOVE 5 a.m., but I do enjoy the RESULT.

This year, I have purposed to read through the Bible. It's the first time I have ever done this consciously. I found a web site called One Year Bible OnLine that lists out your daily readings. I have seen this before, but what got me excited about this site, is that here you can choose to read through the Bible in chronological order, and you can set your start date so that if you are not starting on Jan 1, you can still easily keep track of what to read and when.

The site also has the option of reading the scriptures right from the computer in whatever translation you choose. I prefer to read from my own Bible where I can make notes and such, but I am thinking about opening the one on the computer to a translation that I don't have and comparing the two. It's a lot of reading, so I haven't done that quite yet.

I haven't spent much time looking around the site, so I can't guarantee what they teach. I did see that they also have a link to Matthew Henry’s Commentary if you are interested.

Join me, if you'd like, in reading through God's Story this year, you don't have to get up at 5 to do it!  But contrary to popular belief, He is there at 5 a.m. and will help you meet Him there.

"Thank you, Lord, for Your Word.   For taking my weak self and enabling it to come to You, even when it's so early that noone should be awake.  Thank you for the few minutes of peace and quite that can be found at Your feet in the darkness.  Bless this day, Father, and the activities and goals I have for it.  Let me accomplish the things that will bring glory and honor to Your name.  Season my words with salt today, that I may be an encouragement to those I encounter.  ~Amen."