did i do that?

i've always wondered...

What it would be like to have a handle on EVERYTHING!

But then, why are there control freaks? Why would someone WANT to add stress?

Why corn flour is that weird consistency.

How facsimile machines work OR better still the whole fibre optic technology thing?

How weird it was that my husband and his father and his father before him ALL use/used the Theorem of Pythagorus for their landscaping jobs...

Why I raise my eyebrows when I apply makeup?

That because I am wondering out loud whether or not I am asking a question and should use a "?" or whether I should end the sentence with a "." because I am making a rhetorical statement OR whether I should leave the sentence to ponder and insert "..." at the end...?.   So from now on * (insert appropriate punctuation here).

Why I HATE it when someone says "...and that."*  For example "We went to the beach and surfed and that."  OR "There was Rebecca and Susan and that."  I know at least ONE person who can sympathise with me...

Why I grunt*  I grunt when I lift weights and I am up to the last 3 reps.  My face screws up and I go "URGH" and that. Ha!  thought I'd throw that one in...

What it would be like to see daylight between my thighs when I walk while in my forties*

Will my jeans EVER stop producing a muffin-top*

Why I can't commit myself long term*  I admit that when I apply myself to whatever, I do well, but I am easily bored and inevitably want to move on.  I am in that zone at the moment and I have a future plan already...

Why some mornings I wake up sneezing*  I mean, what is the greeble that causes it? I suffer from hayfever.  My sinuses are snot city within 10 minutes of waking and my body isn't satisfied with the expulsion until I look and sound like I have the mother-load of head colds.  AND it's never a good thing to sneeze BEFORE the morning constitution... I'm just saying...

Why people get confused with "then" and "than" in written language*

The area between my lips and nose possesses my most sensitive maternal tools.  I will smell, bury and run my lips across my kids to find out where they have been, if they have washed properly or if they are unwell, etc.  Well, I don't do it as often with the hairier ones...

I'm such a confused individual* 

alrighty then...

We (and I mean the Royal 'We') have a lot on one's plate at the moment.  We are juggling so many balls right now that occasionally we drop one only to experience that 'zoom-in whilst panning-out' feeling like our stomach as just dropped to our feet kind of thing when THE inevitable phone call comes -

Is this Lynette?

Yes, it i-is (kind of like I'm singing).  What can I do for you?

blah blah blah concerning your appointment you had with us this morning blah blah blah would you like to reschedule?

WHAT????Holy *&%$"?!! Oh NO!  Holy *&%$"?!! Oh NO!  Holy *&%$"?!! Oh NO! Did I forget??? Of course I did!!! HOLY *&%$"?!!

And there you have it.  Our hair... our hair... our hair looks like a birds nest with the odd silvery root that won't be able to be fixed for six weeks until we can get in to see our good hairdresser friend, Sharon!  And then there's the pie drive we were organising which was going extremely well until we forgot to actually ORDER the pies.  The ballet workshop our darling daughter was supposed to attend and of course the fees we were supposed to pay for her exams!  It's a good thing that her teacher (Bev) allows for peri-menopausal mothers with psychologically pathologically gynaecologically moronic tendancies to 'forget' these things and will furnish them with a reminder. Bless her heart. WE LOVE that woman!

Anyway, we did these a while back... this first one is a Product Pick for August. Can you tell our mojo has run off with our organisational skills and left us with the straight-y aftermath?  NOTHING intentionally crooked or angled in sight! So, those of you who frequent crops at Scrapbooks etc can witness the straight-y-ness?  See I do have a horizonal awareness!  Speaking of which... it's been a long day and horizontal in Our bed is where we'd rather be right now...

And for Sketched! for August we did this... we also believe this would have to be our favouritest paper range EVER...

We also have a couple of snippets that we could post but it's getting late and we need our beauty sleep.  After all, it's been a long day... well, a long day for peri-menopausal you-know-whats... nevermind...

Here's a pic of girlfriend just before her ballet exam last week...

...and a really good shot of the ballet studio door.  Guru Swammi (aka Bev) just happened to be in the way... Don'tcha just HATE that???  Bev?

Well, our US plans are well under way and Sherryn and I will be winging our way over the Pacific before we know it!  Well, not literally but you know what I mean... So! We will be showering your ears with NZ/Aussie accents and we come complete with Panadol.  Or Advil, I think that's your headache tablet of choice. Or Prozac or Ritulin or Berroca depending on your tolerance levels for things from downunder.

It's been a long day... and I ate too much.  Again.

I'll be back in a few days to bore you with some layouts and some teases.  Au revoir...

Oh! Oh! OH!  Stephenie Meyer's Twilight Saga... I have finished reading all four books the last of which was Breaking Dawn.  I wouldn't have even known about them or taken the least amount of notice of the hype if it weren't for Candice talking about them on her blog.  Thanks, Candice. I am now hooked, obsessed and totally in love with everything Edward/Bella-ness.  When is the next book due out???  C'mon Stephenie!  Chop! chop!

The movie of the first book "Twilight" will be released on 21st November.  I know the trailer says 12th December but they have moved it forward a couple of weeks!  Can't Wait!!!!

Here's the trailer...  I dare you not to get hooked!  Or if you prefer, here is the movie link and there are trailers on the right you can click on.

shock, horror, gasp!

I know! I know! Pick yourselves up off that floor and give me some LOVE!  Two posts in as many days! Woo Hoo I am out of control!  I just wanted to post some pics I took of the kids a couple of weeks ago that I haven't managed to get around to boring you with.  So grab a seat and hold on, baby!

I wanted to play with my camera so late afternoon/dusk I thought I would take the boys down the back for a session.  I know the white balance is wrong but I actually tried to get the blue tones because of some paper I had in mind (thinking like a scrapper here, people).

Tyler is into foraging.  I wonder if I should encourage him here... I could have a future archaeologist on my hands. 

Foraging...  I love this kid...

More foraging...

And it looks like he might have found something...  I love his back...

Please ignore the scab and band aid residue on his elbow.  His mother neglects to ensure that he washes his elbows...  He might smell good everywhere else but I don't think I've ever taken the time to smell his elbows.  Jot that one down.

So, after this shot I turn away and take some pics of Jayden juggling his tennis balls whilst Tyler is fiddling around with my hair as he usually does.  He likes to bring me wild flowers to put in my hair... Bless his wee heart! Clickity click click whir click jolly ho ho ho click whir.

Where'd the skinny one go? Oh there he is...  Love that kid...

Dude... what have you got on your ear?

I gave you one too, Mum!

What??!?!?   It became very colourful.  So after I'd had a coronary and stopped jumping around on the spot swiping at my ears and screaming "Eww!!!!! Quick!!!  Ewwwwww!!!!! Get it off me!  Ewwww!!!!" I managed to get a close up.

Noice...

He has weird taste in jewellery.  My earring didn't survive the experience... rest it's poor little exoskeletal heart.  Oh?  They don't come with hearts?  Jot that one down.

So, as any mother-loved kid with grubby, week old elbows would, he had to give it a proper burial.  RIP ugly, scratchy, coronary causing, cicada thingymajig.

Here's my favourite pooch.  Love this dog.  Ok, so he needs a clip but its still a bit too cool for him to have one...

...and as any self-respecting, amateur photographer living in semi-rural surroundings should do, I am giving you the opportunity to observe G-E-N-U-I-N-E kangaroo doo doo in it's natural state.

Go on.  Don't be shy. I know you want to click to zoom in and have a good ol' gander at it!

Ever since I watched that Oprah show that quizzed America on what was healthy and what wasn't, I can't help but think "Healthy kangaroo doo doo is not 'S' shaped." 

Think about it...

AWOL bad, bad blogger

So spank me if you will.  Apart from being SUPER busy with non-scrap related stuff I've barely had time to sit in front of the puter let alone let the mojo run free in my scrap room but there does appear to be a life besides scrapbooking. 

I do believe it's not healthy for me to put all of my eggs into the scrapbooking basket and I can only speak for myself because I just find that when I am scrapping for weeks on end, I end up feeling depleted of conversational skills and mojo.  AND besides the fact that I become incredibly boring and make those around me YAWN, my house looks like a bomb has hit it and there are strange flies appearing out of nowhere...  That's around the time my alter ego the SUPER HOUSEKEEPER dons her rubber gloves and gets to scrubbing grout and tiles and fumigating the place.  I don't do windows.  Would I appear lazy if I employed someone to do my windows?  ONLY IF I GOT CAUGHT!!!!! HAAAAH! 

I needs me a tradie...

SO! In a nutshell... all work and no play makes me incredibly boring... so I've been kinda, well... playing.  A  bit. Sort of but not really.

I think I might have some layouts to share... Classes have been and gone so I might just share them...  If only I could think of what I've been doing.  That's one of the hazards of being in your forties...

I'm not sure I like this.  It looks like a freestyle sneeze.  It was a Product Pick class.

Let this post not lead you to think that this is all the scrapping I have done of late.  I have more to show but can't just yet.

Be cool.