{meliologie} {ivyologie}

Its a very slow going day at work today. Its only 330. 2 more hours or so... and then I can go back home. Sloooooooooooooooooow. I started a new scarf at work, but its almost the same color as the other one.

My co-worker got me a little throw pillow that says, "Life Without Scrapbooking? I don't think so!" for Xmas. Too cute. My boss brought us back pashminas from her cruise. She brought me a black one- I love it! So versitile. I really really like it. I'm realizing that the shawl that my mom got me for my sisters wedding is an ivory pashmina. Which means I can wear it with lots of stuff and I shouldn't let it sit there with my bridesmaid dress.

I'm wearing my new brown pants today that my mom got me for Christmas- they fit me. So, yeah, I'm fat, but now I have pants that fit me. Hooray! Tonight, I might take a nap, I've been feeling really run down lately and emotional.... total PG signs according to my mom, sister and a co-worker. But I don't think we've done the deed in a looooong while. Definitely not since I had my AF.

I'm really glad its a short week. Tomorrow is Wednesday already! Yay. Wednesdays are family days, where my sister, and cousins all go to my moms house where we indulge in wine and card playing. :) Its a nice break in the week... like a girls night in. Ben has gotten used to it, I think. Its also nice that my mom lives so close, so that its not a long drive to my place.

Speaking of ben, he's obviously feeling better today, which is good. I'm really worrying about him losing his job, since he's been so sick lately. Then we'd REALLY be screwed on bills and I'd have to whore myself out or something. Just kidding, obviously.

But seriously, if I was thin and beautiful, I would SO be a stripper. They can make such great money. And I'm a good dancer, even if I'm a little hippy. Or as my sister says- I have a mutant butt... it can move by itself. (READ: Im good at isolations)

Anyway, thats all for now... my sleepy butt is going back to work.
Adieu.

Why is it that in the beginning of a relationship, I'm so perverted and freaky.... then after awhile my sex drive disappears? I've been thinking on it- I think that some of it is my inability to have an orgasm during sex.... and the fact that I rarely let my DBF help me with that. (Can we say I have control issues?) I DO have the big O, but I like to do it all by myself. ;)

Its like... my desire for sex is different than my desire to O. PLUS, I really get in the mood when my DBF is unable to, ie: not home, he's sick, etc.

Man, this blows.

Look what I got for Xmas!




...And this!



I also got some nice clothes that I can wear to work, some PJs, and some nice bath stuff, like a tray that goes over the tub and holds your wine. :)

What did YOU get?

My parents and Bens parents are both coming over to our apartment tonight. :) Ben is our right now, doing his shopping and picking up food for tonight. I hope he didn't spend too much at Costco. He's supposed to come home and clean the bathroom before tonight. Im looking forward to everyone coming over tonight. :) I hope it goes well.

May the gods bless you and keep you. May your light illuminate the path as you move on into the next world. I'll miss you, but I know that your presence will always be with me, and I'll talk with you once again. Blessed be.

Today I got off work early! I cleaned out the fridgie, took a bunch of crap out to my storage thingy, did the dishes and straighted up the house. And then I didn't do ANYTHING until right now. I did one more coven present. 2 more to go. Well, ONE and then MINE. :)

Ben wants me to come and hang with him, but he's watching mythbusters. I bet he won't cave, either. When will he learn that if he wants be with me, he'll have to find something to watch that I wanna watch. Silly.

I got this idea from a peas blog -http://scrappinjana.typepad.com/-

You just google your name and "needs" and see what comes up. Its funny to see what Melissa's all over need:

-Maintenance Manuals
-to board the blob ship that is hovering overhead
-a shoulder to cry on
-your help to understand tar
-a ride and smitten conversation
-to make shit up
-no introduction
-a man, and she needs one fast

Funny!

... which was never good anyway, Tuesday I feel a little sideways, Wednesday, I feel better just for spite. Thursday and Friday take too long, before I know it Saturdays gone and its Sunday now and you can bet that I'm alright. ~Lorrie Morgan

Well, I feel much more sane today- took Bens truck BACK to the dealer today, since its still AFU. They said if we wait 'til the beginning of the year, they'll get us a rental car. Which is good, cause we shouldn't have to pay for ANOTHER rental. But that made me late for work. Ben and I are gonna do a little shopping tonight, we hope. Then its back to the house and I can finish the projects that I'm working on for my coven sisters! I hope they like it... they'll laugh cause they are ivy-ish.

I should probably do a layout on my last post- some of the design calls are looking for raw and personal layouts. And maybe that post would qualify. I could try to take a picture of my scar. That would be interesting.

I bet its somewhat like being a recovering cutter. There are those women to cut for attention, and then there are ones like me. When I feel hurt, frustration or despair, the urge to hurt myself is so strong, sometimes its like it's choking me. Sometimes I feel like I can't even breathe. Scary. I don't know if I feel like I need to be punished for something, or what. I'm pretty sure that sometimes it is. But sometimes its just out of frustration. Sometimes maybe I feel like its the only thing I can control.

I haven't cut... probably for four or five years. But when something goes wrong, especially when I'm stressed about money- I blame myself and my first thought is the knife. Is that awful? Maybe. But its the truth. It sucks, but its part of me.

For years, its been a battle and I've overcome every time. Through sheer will and determination. Most people don't see this weeping, sick part of myself. I hate it.

Okay, so this is the LAZIEST afternoon ever. I got up UBER late. I feel like a schmuck. I wish I could just NOT feel like a horrible person if the house has a little clutter. Or if I don't get 3847 things done today.Ugh.

Tomorrow is work. Traffic coming home has been so bad, I might start taking the 57. Getting out of the parking lot onto Katella is awful. I think they are doing some sort of construction. Being right by the Pond and Angel Stadium AND the Grove ALSO sucks. Unless Im going to a game, then its not too bad. LOL. The cable system side moved too.... from Miraloma TO Miraloma. So, we have to update our contacts over there.

AAAND now all the parking is screwed up. The people from Hooters has to park where we used to park and we have to park in this cancer causing parking structure. YES, this structure has a big sign saying it might cause cancer. Niiice. And if I dont park there I get a ticket. Thats not fair. They are putting in a Starbucks, a Quiznos and a Wahoos in our parking lot. So, thats okay, I guess. I'll brave the cancer causing chemicals if I end up getting a Starbucks.

At least my boss will be out all next week. She's on a cruise. Lucky girl. I want to go on a cruise.

Anyway... I have to go- errands, shopping and all that crap.

Last night, we had our annual Friends and Family Yule ritual! It was great! We had a nice sized turnout. We started closer to on time than ever before, and we had a few new faces. We took pictures with Raynes digital camera, so hopefully she'll post them here soon.

We seated the spectators- we allow spectators at our rituals, so that those who don't want to particpate can get a feel for what happens. Ligeiya smudged me first so I could go in and cleanse the ritual room. Then, everyone lined up and Ligeiya smudged everyone. Everyone came in and formed a circle around the beautiful altar, and the quarters took their places. I don't want to go into detail about the ritual, but we sacrificed something about ourselves that we didnt like to the dark before we cast the circle. Then we learned the short chant, and I cast the circle. The ritual began. We had our usual enactment of the battle of the kings and we welcomed the sun by calling to him in song. I felt we raised a LOT of energy. I could really feel it on my fingers.

For this ritual, I was in the center of the circle, rather than a part of the circle like I usually am. It was very different, and I really liked the feeling of taking in the energy and helping send it up.

This song is my guilty pleasure.
I'm REALLY too old to like Hilary Duff.

You are driving me out of my mind
'Cause you take me everywhere but out at night
What more do you need for me to get with you

[Chorus:]I didn't see this coming
Why don't you start me up?
There's no more messin' around(Come on and light me up)
This could be the start of something
Why don't you party-up
Time for you to come on down

I dream about it in my sleep
You seem to like me better when I creep
This time I won't lose

[Chorus]

You roll me, you use me, you love me and then
You wrap me up and reel me in and use me again
You love me, you hate me, you say it's the end
I know you're gonna do it again and again...

One more prettified pic. This is the fixed one from down below.

Testing this... my blog has been screwed up since I added pics. :( So sad.

This is me, prior to fixing it so I look good. ;)

A few shots of the party



























Willow and her new blankie...









Our Mistress of Ceremonies, Caliq!









Rayne making a pretty glass....









BAKLAVA!!!









finally.... a group shot, sans moi...

Hope you enjoyed the pictures!

Well, it certainly is a MONDAY.

630AM- Wake up earlier than usual
720AM- On the road to Board Ford to get Bens truck out of the shop
730AM- Get call from frantic sick co-worker. My other coworker took today off, so its supposed to be me and just the sickie. I told her I'd be there as soon as I can.
750AM- Pick up truck
755AM- On our way to enterprise to drop off the rental
810AM- At Enterprise, they say there is damage to the vehicle, Ben starts to freak out, but I paid for the damage waiver anyway. It ended up being damage-free.
840AM- Get another call from co-worker. Shes puking all over the place. She's going home, and will I please get there before 9AM. Right.
900AM- Pull into work
910AM- Get to my desk after my 12 floor elevator ride, to find my manager chatting on my phone. I explained to her why I was late and she was cool with it.
1000AM- Fax my order paperwork in.
1030AM- Work on excel stuff- I actually got to use my brain- yay!
1100AM- My boss asks me if I want her to go get my some lunch, since Im all alone. I decline- I don't like it when people buy me things- especially for NOTHING. Im just doing my job.
1130AM- An AE asks me if I want her to go get my lunch, since I helped her out so well this morning. Ditto above response.
1200N- Another AE asks me to check her revision. Its way wrong.... so wrong I have to do MATH. Toldya it was a Monday.
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300PM- Go to the restroom, praying no one calls the phones, and I got my period. Great. The pad in the machine has wings! Great- what irony- since my poor chonies are ruined.
Now, its 400PM- at least the day has FLOWN by.

A post regarding Paganism that I responded to. Some of those peas are just so nice. :)

Good morning! Well, not really. Bens been sick a few days this week, and last week, so money will be tight right around the holidays. Great.

On a decent note, today is the office luncheon. We are going to Macaroni Grill in Tustin. Yum! I guess, last year they didn't have to go back to the office, but this year, they are being jerks about us answering the phones (uh, thats why there is a 411 feature and a VM box).

I am absolutely sick of the regional people. I want to make voodoo dolls of them.

One of the account executives owns a hotel in Laguna Beach, and I guess most people are going there afterwards. Another one of my AEs asked me if I was going- but no one invites us lowly coordinators to anything in this office. When I worked in San Dimas, we were seen as equals. Here, we are lucky if they say hello. They get all quiet and go to lunch together, and never ask us if we wanna go. Its not like, MEAN, perse... its just odd to me. And I bet that if you asked them, they would be shocked to find that I feel that way. They are nice people.... but a lot of them aren't very down to earth.

Well, I'm off to work- I have so much that I could dish about work.... yet I must go there. *sad*

Well, Saturday night was interesting... to say the least. I wasn't feeling like going out, and was broke, so I invited a couple of friends over to play games or knit or something. We hung out... Ben and I got in a little snit, so he was grumpy. We ended up going to Wal*Mart and I found the most fun CD ever! It had 90s hip hop... like Bust A Move, Baby Got Back, Wild Thing. We drove West and East Roads, then headed back.

We started drinking a little bit. And then a little bit more.... and then my friends wanted more to drink, so they were gonna walk to the 7-11. Its kinda far on a street with no lights- so I said I'd drive. This was like at 1AM.

On the way, I called Eric. I waited outside the 7-11 with the random spanish guitar player guy. I was talking to him about my friends and mentioned that one was the maiden in my coven. Some spun out dude heard that and started freaking out about WITCHCRAFT. He tried to harass me, but I turned around and gave him my back. I wasn't interested.

As my friends got out of the 7-11, I told them to hurry to the car. The Methguy got in my friends face. She stopped and was like... "what?! What you gonna do?!" Methguys friend called us fat whores and pulled Methguy away. I kept saying "get in the car." Finally, we piled into the car and calmed Rayne down.

I've decided that I'm going to get pepperspray.

Well, its almost 3AM on a Sunday morning. I've had a little to drink. I drove to the 7-11, and we almost got assaulted by a meth user. TG that Eric was on the phone with me. The shit us witches go thru. This long haired guy wanted to get in my face but I turned my back to him. So he got in my friends. I gave her the look that she saw the last time some over zealous guy gave us shit. More to come, when Im more coherant. Uh-oh. I got told on... bye!

Is everyone going insane?

There is a post now, at twopeas about taking CHRIST out of Christmas. They are bitching about Lowes calling their trees HOLIDAY trees instead of CHRISTMAS trees. No matter how many times I reference the history of Yule, they are still not understanding it. HISTORY.

~Pagans (before the time of Christ) used lights outside and inside their home to call back the Sun (god).
~Pagans used to decorate trees with light and ornaments to celebrate the solstice
~Christ was born in the Spring. Pope Julius I moved the date to December in order to share the holiday with the Pagans (and hopefully convert them)
~Xmas shouldn't be offensive. Monks in the 16th century used the letter X, to represent Christ, as its a combination of the greek letters for his name

This doesn't make Christmas invalid, by any means. I'm simply stating this so that people understand that before they get all up in arms about it, to do a little RESEARCH about it.

Whats really sad is that it seems as though many Christians on that board are so closed minded, that they won't even accept the history as fact. To them, fact is what their leader tells them on Sunday mornings. They think that the WORLD should be Christian. That instead of being INCLUSIVE for all religions, we should be exclusive toward Christianity. That Christmas is the only REAL winter holiday, and everyone who doesn't celebrate it is pushing this country toward communism. I feel so sorry for them. And their children. I only can pray that their children will learn tolerance at school, since they obviously won't learn it at home.

I'm brainstorming for a paper I may or may not write..

Why I believe in the degree system in Witchcraft Traditions:

~ easily explains levels of experience
~ are similar across traditions
~ gives the students/initiates goals
~ aides in getting the student to integrate knowledge with practices

Good morning! It is MONDAY morning and I am one tired girliewhirl. However, I'm back at work... here's my very first meme challenge from twopeas:

20 Things I Enjoy Doing
1. Sleeping- last night
2. Emailing- a few minutes ago
3. Writing- last month
4. Scrapbooking- Satuday
5. Altering Objects- last week
6. Shopping- Saturday
7. Reading- this morning
8. 2Peas- a few minutes ago
9. MysticWicks- last night
10. Nature Walking- months ago
11. Drinking- yesterday
12. Dancing- October
13. Singing- this morning
14. Ritual- Samhain
15. Meditation- a few weeks ago (<-- bad witchie)
16. Teaching- a week ago
17. Helping others spiritually- hopefully lately!
18. Listening to music- this morning
19. Sleeping- last night
20. Hot Tubbing!- a few years.... ah, the party days of sitting in a hot tub, playing truth or dare, and drinking heavily.

Enough complaining about money. My friend and sisterwitch Ligeiya told me once not to worry, because it will all work itself out. My sisters friend Kathy told me that her mama always told her to not let YOUR problems become other peoples problems.

So, yeah. It's sunday night... went to bowling. Sucked hard as usual. Its me and Bens 2 yr. Well, its the anniversary of when we met... we call that our anniversary because we don't remember the day we admitted that we were exclusive and it wasn't long after we met.

We had champagne. We were gonna grill these porterhouse steaks, but we're gonna do that tomorrow instead. They are sitting in the marinade right now. I have to remember to flip them tomorrow morning before work.

I didn't get a lot of scrapping done, but I DID get one covensister gift finished.

I just put IcyHot on Bens shoulder and neck... then I touched my leg... it burns like ice. Weird. Some stuff is just super weird.

Well, I'm sleepy. I spent my day helping my bf's sister and mom with a scrapbook his mom is working on for a gift. Three scrapbooks, to be precise. We did 30 pages. Yikes.

Looking over how much $$ we have... and how much we've spent, we are in the hole a nice amount of money. And Xmas is coming up. Great. I'm looking over my scrapbook supplies to see what I can sell, but Ben gets really mad when I talk about selling my craft stuff. He says that it made me so happy when I bought it, that I shouldn't think about selling it. But I contributed to the money issue, so I need to contribute to the solution. He's hoping to get more side work... but I don't have any side work *I* could do. I don't know... hopefully it will work itself out.

I'm beginning to worry. At least we can pay our rent. Thats the most important thing.

Aftermath

Its the day after thanksgiving and my tummy is not happy. I've had the cha-cha-chas all morning. :( I guess the tequila isn't playing nice with the champagne and wine. Or maybe the Southern Comfort isn't getting along with the red bull and vodka. When will I learn to just pick something and stick with it?!?

At least I'm not puking. I learn from my mistakes. I had never puked from liquor until this year. But I learn....

June 2005: You MUST eat before drinking. It will make you sick if you don't. Its not just that you buzzed quicker. You will PUKE the next morning. Also, absynthe does NOT make the heart grow fonder.

September 2005: Do NOT drink out of a bottle in a paper bag in a club parking lot. You don't really know how much you drink. All of a sudden the bottle finished, you look at your partner in crime and are so drunk you leave your purse at a table and never look back.

Anyway.. that being said... I'm at work right now. I hope M and K are having a nice sleepy time while Im here. I volunteered to work so that they could have the day off. Sometimes I feel like a selfish bitch... this isn't one of those times.

The only people that have called are the poor misguided souls who call, looking for the cable company. I just glanced in the mirror. Peaked. I look PEAKED.

I want to go to a club this weekend. I need to shake my big ol' booty. I'm also going on a diet. I don't really want to, but I can't see myself pregnant and this overweight. I'd like to drop about 30 pounds. Thats my short term goal. I think thats manageable. I'm a healthy fat chick. Cholesterol-fine, BP-fine, Sugar-fine. But my knee would be happier if I was thinner. Eh. I'm fine the way I am... but I'd be happy 30 pounds lighter, too. My diet really isn't that bad.... I don't eat that much. I DEFINITELY don't snack. However, I'm lazy. I always can find something else to do than exercise. I probably need to start small and then work up to more. I don't teach dance anymore, so even that is out. I heart dancing. Oh well.

I wish I had a gym membership or a treadmill @ home. Its so hard, when you are pretty broke. I'm not gonna worry about a gym membership until after the beginning of the year.

At least my family is on a budget this year with the gifts cause we are all pretty broke. I can even make some stuff, which is nice. :) I mean I have ENOUGH craft supplies to make presents for the entire population of China, I think.

Oh well. Ben is probably still asleep.... and he left a mess in the kitchen (the living room reeks of burnt chex mix). He has quite a list of things to do today.... clean the kitchen, put his damn clothes away (why cant he actually PUT THEM IN THE HAMPER!?), get out the Xmas deccys. Deposit his paycheck. I bet if I get home early, he'll still be asleep.

I'm listening to my shuffle here @ work.. unplugged my computer from the speakers and wish I could turn it up! Music makes you lose control!

I have so much scrapbooking that I want to get done:

Pacific Circle- 8.5 x 11
Samhain- 8.5 x 11
4th of July- 12 x 12
Hawaii Album- 8 x 8 (or maybe I'll try a 2up album)
Sea World- 12 x 12
Las Vegas- 12 x 12
NASCAR- 12 x 12 or 6 x 6

A new SB store opened up on Leffingwell and First. I went there a few weeks ago, asked the owner to hold something for me. Totally never came to pick it up. I SUCK.

Anyway, thats enough rambling from me. :)

I really need to start blogging more...

Its Thanksgiving morning, 11:42am, to be precise, and I still have not yet showered. I'm trying to wait for my DBF to finish up his Chex Mix making, so we can take a shower together like we used to do all the time.

The plan is that we go to my parents, to drop off Thanksgiving snackie-poos, then to his parents, then bring his sister back to MY parents. My family loves a good party. And when I mean LOVES a good party, I mean, that we set up a bar. We've moved up, though... my aunt gave my mom a little buffet thing, so now we'll be setting it up on there... last year it was on the washing machine. I thought that was cool!

So, lets see, whats been up with me lately... well, I've been knitting up a storm, almost finished my first scarf... once its done, I'll post it up here. I'm getting ready to clean out my craft supplies and my closet. I have so much scrapbooking stuff, its insane. What MORE insane is the fact that I know that my stuff is tame compared to some other peoples stashes. I need another three-drawer thing.

I did 18 scrapbooking sketches the other day during THE most boring conference call at work. Over 90 minutes of stuff I learned 5 years ago. I was so excited to see the NEW program. They changes ONE graphic, and felt they had to do an entirely new training. I wish they would have said that it was the same old shit. I had work to do for my account executives. Oh well, at least I got some sketches done.

I need to actually get started on working on some of my pages. I can't wait to do my Pacific Circle and Samhain pages now... I just have to figure out my journaling. :) I also want to put together an 8x8 album for my sister for her wedding pictures. I haven't bought her wedding present yet... but I have a year, right?

My naked wood craft table inspires me...

Another stressful week behind me. I'm so glad that Thanksgiving is this week. There are so many things in my life that I am thankful for.

I was trolling my myspace groups today and someone was looking for a forgiveness prayer... so I whipped something up to inspire them. This is it:

Great Goddess,
I have done things in the past that I am so sorry for,
Things that were almost out of my control,
yet I feel as though I might have changed their outcome.
Past events cross my mind often enough so that its interfering in my growth.

Great Goddess,
Help me forgive myself for these past events, so that I might be able to grow as your daughter.
Aid me in overcoming these obstacles from my path, as they block my path from becoming the spiritual being I long to be.
Assist me as I grow and learn, knowing that I am sorry for my mistakes, but accepting them, growing from them and learning from them.
Support me as I move on in my life, spiritually released from the bonds that have held me for so long, as I am refreshed and ready to begin again.

Remind me that I am yours, loved by you and living in the world that you created, my life a constant learning experience, my mistakes- opportunities to grow from. Bless me with your wisdom, knowledge and love eternal. Blessed be.

Lyrics, Logs and Last Minute Lists

Its odd. Sometimes lyrics just GET you, you know?

Workin' so hard every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back

When's it my turn to 'lay back?'

I was looking at some logs of conversations from the past... so interesting how things change. What else is interesting is how some friends past... even if you aren't close any more... how you can just 'know' that it will all work out. And you'll be friends once again. Looking at the logs... it was so weird. Especially some of them- I saved the sweet ones. I had a friend who was really close... and I really cared about him... and he finally said some of the things I wanted to hear. But it was too late. Some guys are just late on that sorta stuff. And then they expect it to work out in their favor. Everything happens for a reason.

I need a past life reading... I have a feeling about one of my lives... but I'd like some sorta confirmation.

My sisters wedding is in less than 1 day and a half, now. I still have place cards to do, shapewear to get, pedicure to get, and car wash to get. Shapewear! Hah! Torture device is more like it. I'm gonna go to bed with my cuddlebug now. He's already asleep. So, Ima cuddle with him whiles hes sleeping. Night!

Oh man, I'm tired right now. I finished the last of the cake jewelry for my sisters wedding cake. Wow, that was tough. My wrist is killing me. Now all I have to manage is a few bracelets. I don't have to do them tonight... I'll probably do them tomorrow or the next day. I'm overstressing myself right now. I can feel it... my tummy gets all upset when I'm stressed. Ugh.

Shoveling Burro Poop

Yup, I was on Poop Patrol this weekend. Did you know that they have stray burros in Moreno Valley? They DO, I've seen them with my own eyes! Crazy stuff, man. The other day, someone was killed by a stray donkey. Car accident... not like a crazy rabid donkey... but still.

Anyway.. back to the poop patrol- we were clearing out my coven sisters front yard- and I volunteered to shovel the poop. So thats what I did. And my mom complains about the cat poop in their garden.

Today, one of the agency reps I work with asked me about my personal definition of success. It was something nice to think about and broke up the monotony of the day.

Here's what I emailed him back:

For me, being successful is being happy. If I'm happy and content with the work I do, the kind of life I live, the lives of the people I touch, help and guide, then that, to me is success. I'm the type of person who takes pride in my work, I enjoy the feeling of doing a good job, and that makes me happy. And as long as I'm happy, I feel that I'm successful. Would I love to own a home? Would I love a Fendi bag? Would I love to be a size 3? Of course! But, I'm happy and content as I am, knowing that I can work toward any of those things- I believe that I could have anything I wanted if I tried hard enough. But I also like my life in the here and now, and I'm not willing to sacrifice my happiness for what society might deem 'success.' I have ambition and dreams, but I'm also practical, and I feel that being happy and planning to achieve my 'someday' goals makes me already successful.

I've bought my new table... and shelves. I bought a tabletop and trestle legs from Ikea. We had to finish the table legs, and as of last night its all put together. Now I'm just trying to organize it all. I also got two shelves at Lowes and a lamp at Ikea. I also got the ever-popular burken jars for my ribbon. They look so cute. I'll be posting pics as soon as I get everything settled. I finally feel like a REAL scrapbooker. I have a QK, a decent lamp (I hope, I haven't plugged it in yet), some foam alphabets and paint, and a basket full of adhesives.

Its funny, really. I remember when I first started SBing, I saw a scraproom with a drawer of adhesives. I was like... who needs that many adhesives? I got my glue stick and a tape runner. HA!

I've organized my paper by color, except for when I buy collections, ie: BG, CBX, etc. I guess what I should say is I've taken all my random paper, slabs, stacks, etc and cardstock (someday I will be able to afford Bazzill) and sorted by color. Everything else is sorted by collection/theme.

I'm really excited... my DBF wants to do something with HIS side of the room, now. Hehehe! I bought these little 6X6 frames at Target a while ago. I think we are gonna blowup some pics, frame them and hand them in a patttern on his side of the office. We'll see how that'll go.

Well, this is my first new post as a newly renovated blogger. Tonight was supposed to be our full moon ritual, but most of our initiates were out of town or MIA, so we decided to cancel it... or rather honor Her in our own way. Fine with me, as I overindulged last night.

Tomorrow is my birthday, and I can't wait! I will be twenty seven! I'm getting a new scraptable from my parents, but I just don't know which one I should get! I'm also getting shelves...

Right now I scrap on a square cardtable and I have all kinds of plastic boxes on top of it. I want a shallower table and some shelves to go above it. I can put my ribbon jars and primas on it, too! I'm in an apartment and I share my scrapspace with our office.

I reorganized my target cubes to make room for my vertical paperstorage. I'm not totally through as I have one more paperholder to put together for my designer paper. I'm a scrapper on a budget, so I usually buy stacks and slabs... but I will buy the nice stuff if I can, but not as often as I'd like.

I also bought a new steralite drawer-thingy for my rubber stamps and inkpads. Once my new space is completed, I'm going to decorate it in pink, brown, and a muted teal color. (like the colors of HS's Love Your Handwriting book). I can't paint the walls, but I will paint my new shelves, and I'll finally get around to doing my altered letters ("ART") and I'll hang them above the shelves.

I took a 3 hour nap this afternoon, cause I didn't feel well, and now I'm totally awake.
I love this peas scraproom paintjob!