My little Mother's Day project

For Mother's Day I decided to make my mom an ATC Card Holder with pictures from our trip to Ireland in March. So for the last couple of weeks I've been printing tiny pictures, cutting out tiny pictures and decorating tiny ATC cards with Ireland memorabilia and of course, tiny pictures. ha.

I thought this would be a great way to get a lot of pictures together, so she could keep it on her desk at work and be able to stroll down memory lane whenever she wanted. I knew if I made a scrapbook of our trip it would turn into 3 huge scrapbooks because I took over a thousand photos, and she wouldn't look at them as often as she would the ATC holder. It was a lot of fun to work on, I just wish I had started earlier so I could have really done it up right.

So without further ado, here's one of my Mom's mother's day presents:








I will add more photos tonight. I'm off to work! Have a great day!

I've been flocked

So the other day I was driving home and as I turned onto my street (also known as Freak Street), something caught my eye. My heart skipped a beat and I immediately began repeating to myself, "Please don't let that be my house, please don't let that be my house..."

As I pulled up the mantra changed to one single exclamation:

"Oh snap! It's my house." LOL

There in my front yard, right smack in the middle of Freak Street were about 2 dozen pink flamingos! Ay Yi Yi! I was flocked.

My across the street neighbor, Jay, was standing in his driveway marvelling at the impact of such "fuschia-ness" I'm sure. He was immobile. Mesmerized by the beauty. Then he was suddenly capable of speech again.

"Quite a surprise to come home to!" He said, hopefully.

"Oh this? It's no surprise, it's my new yard art! I thought I needed some color in my yard, and who has time to plant flowers!" I responded cheerfully, proud of myself for recovering so quickly from the shock.

"Just make sure it STAYS IN YOUR YARD!" he retorted, with a smirk. Crap, he was onto me. I guess the color hadn't fully returned to my face after all.

And to the benevolent bestowers of this gift? All I have to say is, "sleep with one eye open "O" Family. One eye open........."