a WHALE of a Tote

Have you ever been super proud of something you've done? Like, you can't believe you created something that darned adorable?

You show it off to everyone who will listen and practically give them no other option than to agree that yes, it is darling, and yes, you are so creative and ooooh and ahhhh?

Well, of course I've done this! Here's my latest cute-overload accomplishment-
It's a "Whale" of a tote! Now do ya get my title? Pretty clever, huh? (Apparently this self-absorption applies to more than crafting in my case...)

My bosom buddy Shelly just had her second bundle of joy boy recently and I wanted to send him something unique and fun. So, all it took was a canvas tote bag, some fabric, thread, yarn, ribbon and a button eye to make me swoon over my own creation. (Hoo boy, this was one of those gifts that was really hard to give away when you want to keep it for yourself! I'll just have to make one for my own boy wonder. =)

And of course, I certainly won't protest if you happen to leave me a comment or two about how you LOVE this bag as much as I do! :)

Accessorize Already, People!

Your fridge, that is!

(or your cubicle, or locker, or bulletin board, or...)

Clothespin Magnets

Glass Magnets/Pushpins

Button Pushpins

Clothespin Magnets

Glass Magnets/Pushpins

Find these and much more in my etsy shop-
katskrafts.etsy.com
(and keep checking back 'cause I am adding more and more fun stuff each day!)

Who else is addicted to this?

WELCOME TO SCRAPAHOLICS ANONYMOUS

"Hi I'm Katrina and.... I'm a scrapaholic."

"Hi Katrina."

1.) I admit that I have become powerless over paper, ribbon and cute embellishments.

2.) I believe that a Power greater than myself can restore me to sanity. (Wait.... do I even want to be sane if it means giving up my Cricut?)

3. I made a decision to turn my will and life over to the care of God (even though He's the one who gave me the creativity gene in the first place!)

4. I made a searching and fearless moral inventory of myself. (and came up with more paper than I know what to do with, stamps and stamp pads that haven't even been opened in the years I've owned them, a drawer entirely dedicated to rub-ons, and ribbon coming out of places I won't mention!)

5. I admitted to God, to myself, and to another human being the exact nature of my wrongs. (But my best friend keeps encouraging me anyways...)

6. I am entirely ready to have God remove all these defects of character. (Wait a minute... is that really required? Defects of character... really? I thought everyone based their worth on how many scrapbooking tools they had!)

7. I humbly asked Him to remove my shortcomings. (Dear Lord... please help me to never again just dump all my scraps and clippings on the floor while I work until I can't walk away without it all clinging to the bottom of my socks. Please enable me to remember to put the cap back on my glue and find all the eyelets I dropped on the floor that got lost in the scraps.)

8. I made a list of all persons I had harmed, and became willing to make amends to them all. (Oh dear, sweet husband...)

9. I made direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others. (Wouldn't everyone be more hurt/injured if I didn't give them cute, personalized cards and scrapbooks to enjoy?)

10. I continued to take personal inventory and when I was wrong promptly admitted it. (Yeah... you're right... that ribbon really doesn't match.)

11. I sought through prayer and meditation to improve my conscious contact with God, praying only for knowledge of His will for me and the power to carry that out. (God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change (the things already glued down), courage to change the things I can (the trashed floor and disorganized paper), and the wisdom to know the difference.)

12. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these steps, I tried to carry this message to other scrapaholics and to practice these principles in all my affairs. (Well, here it is, other scrapaholics!)

KEEP COMING BACK!

IT WORKS IF YOU WORK IT!

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Hi again. Long time, no talk!

I have not been able to access blogger for a few days and I finally figured it out- it was just our internet filter- geesh- so easy I can't believe it took me that long to figure out.

'Cause let me tell you, I would've blogged my heart out this weekend.

See, I'm home alone.

My hubby and his buddies take a weekend trip up north every year and stay on an uninhabited island called Manitou Island. There are no bathrooms on this island, no sinks, no showers, not even real "campsites" to speak of. There's only one spot where campfires are allowed (takes the whole fun out of camping, if you ask me!) They have to take a ferry to get there and have to hike in everything they will need- food water, gear, etc. And they actually enjoy it! Greg lives all year for this, God bless him!

Well, while they are getting back to nature by eating freeze-dried food and granola bars and digging holes for their you-know-what, us wives get to hold down the fort. And since we've no little ones, yet, that means I got to do whatever I wanted all weekend!

-Chick Flicks (Sense and Sensibility and The Nanny Diaries for me this weekend!)
-Starbucks (that's right, Greg, and I made it a grande, too!)
-Crafting until all hours (check out the shop here)
-Shopping (just browsing without a care in the world!)
-No cooking (yay for frozen pizza!)

Doing all that much fun stuff took time. Too much time to enable me to clean house! So, I leave you, my friends, to bring some tidiness and cheer into my abode. Enjoy the rest of your Sunday afternoon (after I get done cleaning, I'm going to read a book and take a nap! =).