Colour Q #127

I’m in a hurry to get this posted before the challenge closes! This is my first time linking to a color challenge, (although I’ve played along before w/out linking), and I hope I’m following all the rules correctly! I’ve been making cards for quite awhile, but I’m a newbie at officially joining in on the fun.

This is the challenge:

This is my card.

(In retrospect I should NOT have blurred the edges of the photo, but I simply ran out of time to keep editing. If I’m going to keep this up I’ll probably have to improve my photography skills. I noticed with these colors it was difficult to make them show true to the card; although it’s really close.)

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My First Color Challenge

This is the first time I’ve officially participated in a color challenge. I’ve made cards based on a color challenge theme before, and posted pictures of my cards, (so far most of those are on my previous blog), but I’ve never been brave enough to link through the CR84FN Color Challenge blog. Pretty much every single card there links goes to a very creative blog by someone who’s been creating cards for a long time, and their cards are stunning! I feel very intimated, and maybe even I’m breaking some rules, but I really want to give this a try.

I’ve got a lot to learn, but you gotta start somewhere, right?

This is the Challenge:

And this is my card:

ooh. I’m so nervous.

p.s. I love these colors!

30 minutes

Whilst blog trolling today I came across a post about what it takes to ‘write’. Some things said are obvious, but just being obvious doesn’t make a thing easy.

I have come to accept that my dreams of being a writer are rather ridiculous. Rather deluded actually. I really don’t have the skills, or the imagination, or the patience. Or an interesting life or a unique point of view. All the things I think you need to write. My grammatical skills are definitely a problem as well.

But I continued to read the post and even went so far as to bookmark the blog. He seems to have a lot to say about writers and writing. And perhaps I’ll read more.

One point he made made a lot of sense. That writing every day is necessary and but NOT for a long period of time. It’s like exercising. You’re much more likely to keep working out 30-60 minutes a day for a week than a 5 hour stretch in a single day for the week.

Of course, mostly due to the fact that anyone reading this could care less, I am not explaining the point as well as I should. But, It’s in my head. Somewhere.

Yet, even though it makes sense, and I continue to have these delusions, The truth is though, I know I’ll never be dedicated enough to keep up any sort of discipline of daily writing. Unless I can stop second guessing myself all the time and I’d need 30-60 minutes of therapy a week to ever get that voice outta my head. I take that back. There’s no amount of therapy that would to the trick. Trust me; I’ve been down that road before.

The amount of time to spend writing each day, if one were to follow his suggestion, is 30 minutes a day. Seems about right. Usually if I do any writing tho, it takes a lot longer than a half hour to get the creative juices flowing. This can be bad as that leaves a lot of time for those voices to start wearing me down. Right now I know I’ve exceeded 30 minutes, but of course, it takes me 10 minutes alone just to upload the photos. Since I think I have to use every word in the English language to illustrate a point, 30 minutes seems impossibly short.

Then there is the issue of the guilt I feel if I’m doing anything I just want to do. Hence the lack of card making these days.

Enough about my delusional desires. Who cares anyway?

Last week was the first measurable snowstorm of the season. You know it’s the real thing when it sticks to the road. Traveling wasn’t hindered, but yiyiyi, my car is a mess from the slush and sand. This is the only picture I took of the day, and it is of the night. Why don’t kids feel the cold like us with our old bodies?

George Michael is the funniest kitty. He loves to lounge on the back of the couch, all stretched out. But, he’s kinda stupid cuz I can’t count the times he’s slid right off and hit the floor. Often he does NOT land on his feet. Doesn’t stop him from going right back to that spot. Bet he could stick to a daily writing regimen. (That makes total sense to me.)

I’m sure you’re dying to know that Sunday’s pinterest recipe was Chocolate Chip Pudding cookies. In this case used one box of instant vanilla pudding and one of cream cheese flavored. They weren’t anything special, but I consider any type of chocolate chip cookie as worth eating. Kevin, Wes, David, and myself snarfed at least 2 dozen as fast as they came out of the oven. I wish I’d remember that I prefer cold cookies the next day to burn your tongue hot. Silly me. As far as a review goes, like I said all chocolate chip cookies are good. David dubbed them “Amazing Delicious Cookie Buttons”-buttons coming from the fact that I said they were as small as a, you guessed it, button. That David is so clever.

And, finally, last night Wes started to not feel too great and actually fell asleep on the couch, something he rarely does. Kevin carried him to bed and when I went into Wes’ room this morning he did not remember how he got there. He told me he doesn’t remember the last time he felt so crappy. Apparently this sickness is affecting his memory.

Well, we’ll have to see what 30 minutes of nonsense I can come up with tomorrow. If I do it.

what’s up

On Tuesday Wes decided he wanted to build a fort. With me. That is important. The plan went like this: build a fort, make a snack, and then play a game whilst eating snacks in the fort. He chose lemon brownies for the snack. Wes is a lemon lover for sure.

Fort building didn’t actually happen until Wednesday, due to a conflict in Wes’ schedule, i.e., something better came along, but I have never seen a boy so intent on a project. Here are some pretty much chronological photos of the construction of said fort:

Snack making went well, but, alas, no pics. Terribly sorry, I am. Game playing in the fort did not go as well. We both felt sick after one turn at Scrabble. It is HOT and STUFFY in a blanket encrusted fort, who knew? We continued our game at the table. It was a fun time.

Moving back in time, Sunday’s Pinterest Recipe, (a new tradition), was Butter Bars. Based on the name of the recipe alone, you would assume and you’d be right, that these would be the bomb. They could actually be a weapon of mass destruction, if you weren’t in any hurry. Death by Butter, Sugar, and Cream Cheese, would be a slow one. But what a sweet way to die. Funny, right?

The bars should be more set up, but no one could wait to let them chill all the way. We’re an impatient lot when it comes to dessert. There is cream cheese in the filling, but strangely it was difficult to taste-which surprised me. There are very few ingredients to have on hand as the base is actually cake mix mixed with butter. I don’t understand why they’re called Butter Bars; they don’t have any more butter in them than you’d expect.

Review:

They were a touch too sweet to me. Which is saying something. David LOVED them. Wes loved them. (I see in Wes my love for treats. He may be the only one! Which is not to say I’m happy about it, look at what this love has got me-FAT.) Dad never said, although he ate them. Sam ate a huge helping even after I told him he’d die of diabetes later that night. (Not really, but that would have been mildly humorous and possibly true.) Apparently he can hold his sugar well. Jake and Makaela tried them, but seemed to be less than impressed. Not hipster enough I guess. What will it take to impress you Jake? (Not to worry Jake, I love you anyway, no matter how you feel about my delicious homemade treats.)

Stay tuned for next week’s What’s Up Post. I’m thinking Raspberry Bread Pudding and card making, not necessarily at the same time.