Sean and I were mucking about with my camera last night and the very last one was this one. Then I stumbled across the quote in the book I am reading at the moment – Abounding Grace (I love this book so much, I am going to have to buy it) It is quotes with thoughts and ideas by the collector, just so great.
“It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them.” – Agatha Christie.
Earlier this evening, whilst in the middle of creating some new "things" for me to play with I had the sudden urge for a slurpee, so I go ask Matthew if he wants one, I sure do he replies, I gather my supplies for the mission, I ask Matthew to go watch TV, so I have some light outside getting to the car, I belt up and drive down to 7-11, park and walk in on a mission for two slurpees. I walk up to the "fountain" and oh to my beating heart there is no lemon or lime just Cola, Raspberry, Orange and Honeycombe! Honeycombe, I tell you who thought of that. I put a smidgen of honeycombe in the bottom of mine to tast it – argh not getting that again. I pay the cashier, saunter back to the car and drive home. It is a struggle to get out of the car with two slurpees, lock it and close the door.
H for “The Helens”
I had such a fun but tiring time at the craft show working with Helen and Fiskars. For the two days that I helped Helen out in the workshops, she introduced us as Helen Williams and Helen Palsson, so just say Helen and you are going to get one if not two of us. It was lots of fun. I made new friends, had sore feet, learnt new things, bought new things and really just had a total blast, from helping out Helen in the workshop to becoming an honorary Scrap That girl with cap since I hanged out there so much, at one stage I was even doing demos for them in my lunch break and everything in between. Ohh and can’t forget Carolyne, a Melbourne Pea who came up to work for Express Publications on their stand, super cool to meet her.
H for Happy day
Today is the Labour Day public holiday so Sean and his family had planned on a trip down the coast for a BBQ and a spot of fishing. Except it rained on and off all day/night so it was called off and the BBQ was held at Sean’s place instead. The whole crew bar Ken was there so there was 12 of us, chatting, laughing, eating and playing. Lots of fun and happy times.
Happy for Emma, winning her basketball game tonight, giving me a list of songs to make a mix CD for her and me discovering some super cool songs, for rambles π
Happy for getting some exercise, Sean and I took the dogs out this noon for an hour or so of jogging, walking and running, the exercise was great and the dogs loved it.
Happy creating and organising my creating stuff, working on deadlines, happy creating and no uni tomorrow π
I realised the other day that I often post photos of other people or things but I don’t think I have of Sean. Well here is one. This is Sean Gordon. This is the guy who makes me happy. Who makes me breakfast. This is they guy who lets me take endless photos of him π This is my guy
In the morning, the kitchen at Sean’s house is full of wonderful natural light, this was taken the other weekend.
This post comes via a link from Amy who came via Lisa who came via Brad.
Where I have been.
Where I want to go.
This map reminds me of a tag I made a while ago – I dream of … The journalling reads: I dream of colour in Chile. I dream of Crabtree & Evelyn in London. I dream of music in Cuba. I dream of the spiced air of Morocco. I dream of glass in Venice. I dream of lush grass in the Swiss Alps. I dream of ceramics in the Middle East. I dream of cherry blossoms in Japan. I dream of sunsets in Tahiti. I dream of nights on the Russian tundra. I dream of tea in India. I dream of bagels in NYC. I dream of soccer in Brazil. I dream of frescos in Italy. I dream of limes in Florida. I dream of hope in Somalia. I dream of family in Iceland. I dream of the unknown in Athens, WV. I dream of wildflowers in WA. I dream of laughter in Vietnam. I dream of solitude in Nepal. I dream of the World. I dream of every grain of sand to every leaf to every person. I dream of a place I have so much more to discover. I dream of the World. I dream of living the World. Where have you been?
is a black lab, that Sean’s dad was given for his birthday. Now most of the time I like Max. Sure he does have problems knowing where he is meant to go to the toilet but he will get over that. But why, why does he have to chew everything around him when he is alone or at night? The other day he and his partner in crime Zack were accidently locked out the back at Sean’s house.
So what could possibly be more fun then to jump on Sean’s bet to get to the shelf where he keeps all his cool stuff; photos, scotch, event and move tickets, and the little things I have made him over our last 51 wks and do all we can to chew it all to shreds?
I had made Sean a little stencil name box for his birthday to keep stuff in, so in it was the various tags I have made him, the mini book I made him for valentine’s day, tickets to the movies, games and concerts we have gone to. Well Mr Max decided that that box was perfectly fine to chew to shreds. Not happy with you Max. Not happy with you at all.
Not only did he/they have a good chew of Sean’s stuff but also a lot of Michael’s stuff and theu decided they didn’t like the colour of the carpet, so lets rip up that some more. I like dogs mostly but I don’t think I could ever have a dog.