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I've been fussing around with Ye Olde Blog today, just for fun. Did you know since I last posted in June that I've become, well, a digital designer? Now, a couple of years ago I would have been slobbering all over myself to announce that sort of news. But it's been done to death by everyone else, and, frankly, it takes the fun out of it!

Nancie Rowe-Janitz has been gracious enough to let me mess around at ScrapArtist. I don't consider myself top shelf material, and I'm really just desiging to justify bringing home all the discarded junk that speaks to me when I'm out and about. You know, all that neglected stuff that sits around gathering dust at the flea market? I'm all over it.

So, I actually whipped up a kit of sorts, and it's available for sale starting today. Here you go:

Kinda weird, seeing my (fake) name up in lights, but it's there. I've been having fun rescuing treasures and preserving them in pixels.

It's what we do.



Yeah, oddly enough, that there is a scrapbook page. Didn't think I still remembered how to throw one together, and I forgot how much fun it is. Oh, the time when I cranked one out on a daily basis. There's a bit of a lag in my memory-keeping for 2008, to say the least!

And I actually used some of that junk I was talking about. I picked up a treasure trove of vintage (yeah, Mom would call it "used") books at the "alternative" book sale in September. I was stunned by what I found there: Latin, French, and Spanish primers, hymnals, discarded library books, all published way before 1923 and therefore copyright-free. Heaven. It feels somewhat evil destroying books, but they were headed for the garbage so I suppose I'm going them a favor.

You can see bits of the book peeking out from behind the green floral paper there. And the green floral paper is a pretty common lining paper in the books I brought home.

Did I mention they only cost about 50 cents apiece?

Heaven.

Also cruised over the our local ReStore which supports Habitat for Humanity. Another heavenly place for scroungers like me. They have an entire section of odd hardware bits and bobs, and that brass doodad was one of my finds that day. It's a warehouse full of possibilities. They probably do a brisk business in junk because they actually have a bulletin board hanging by the register displaying art created by their customers.

Big news in dentistry today: Sam lost his first tooth! Well, he didn't LOSE it, but it fell out. His friend, Andrew, was hopping up and down encouraging him to get it over with. "It's SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO loose! It's SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSE!" One yank, and his bottom left baby incisor was history. He brought it home in a tiny yellow plastic treasure chest.

His top two incisors are hanging by threads, too. The Tooth Fairy would have paid a premium for a three-fer! Standard rates apply to one tooth. But they're still pretty good rates these days, with inflation and all. :)

Little Miss Gallbladder-less is going against doctor's orders and serving Papa Murphy's for dinner tonight. Should be interesting. I'm not exactly pigging out on anything other than copious amounts of ice water, so I feel I'm due something more substantial. Plus, it's Terrible Tuesday. The LAST Terrible Tuesday of the season, since our last soccer games are this weekend. Two practices in a row every week for the past eight weeks, right around dinner time.

The older I get the more comfort I find in just staying put. I somewhat admire folks who are constantly running, but I really don't have any reason to be in such a hurry. We'll all be dead sooner or later, so why rush it?