(Saturday) NIGHT FEVER

Hellooow dear scrappy friends,

It's me, again. ;) I have been scrapping lots and lots lately!!! Last week I have been scrapping in my attic for 4 evenings in a row, my DH even started to complain I had to stay with him. Poor thing.

Also, I scrapped a LO and a card I can't show yet, since they are going to be published in a magazine. So, I will show them to you after they have been published. Can you believe I am just saying this like it's a normal thing...?! At first, when the lady asked me if I wanted to make something for a scrap magazine, I was psyched. :D When I got the box filled with goodies, I was psyched again! :D I was even more happy when I found out I got to keep the contents!!! Then I felt a little insecure while scrapping, what if she didn't like it? What if it wasn't good enough? I mean, I just did what anyone can do: put pics onto a paper and add embellishments.

Anyway, when I was finished, I sent her the pics and the description. And man, finding out what article-numbers I had used and typing down all the numbers of the used items, was more work than scrapping the LO! I was very nervous about her reaction. But...she liked it! She thought it was super, was thrilled with my fresh young style, and was even proud of me!!! So, all my worries had been in vain. Thank God...Plus, she asked me if she could call on me again! Waddayathink...?!

I finished a mini that I am content with and very happy about. I even feel kinda proud, which doesn't happen to me that much. It's a mini featuring my party pics. You know, the pics they make when you're painting the town red. I think the colors and materials radiate the fun and girly theme very well.

I thought instead of the obvious who, where, when journaling, I'd do lists of my favorites. So that when I am old and grey I can read about who I liked to party with, where I partied, what I drank, what tunes I liked, and what I loved to wear. Or, even better, so my grandkids can have a good laugh when they see pics of their granny having a ball. ;) And make fun of the terribly old fashionned music she listened to.

But, back to the here and now first. I had lots of work with the various items, eventhough it may not show. I stamped the journaling blocks on plastic milkwhite transparant index cards and cut around their scalloped edges. I painted the backsides pink. The purple picture frames are stamped on foam and then outlined with a silver 3D-paint-pen again. I painted some Heidi Swapp ghost flowers white, and sprinkled glitters onto them.

I kept the pages on the inside basically the same, I thought they looked clutterd enough already, and that's how I keep the unity in it. On the left page I placed the journaling block with my favorites written on it, and the title/theme is on a theme-matching chipboard shape, stuck to a flower. On the right page there's a party pic and the ghostflower with a button attached to its centre.

I used the papers, flowers, glue motifs and paintdabbers I got from BAPERO/CREAMOTION, so THANX A MILLION!!!

Just take a look and let me know what you think of it!!! Happy scrapping to you! XOXO!!!

PASSIE (Passion...)

Hey there, she's back! Still counting the days until my well-earned summer-vacation. But from now on it's "just" one week to get through, so...That's do-able. We still have to go to a travel-agency though and book our vacation...:S We're thinking of Denmark, Kopenhagen more specific. It's a 7-hour-drive for us. But we will have to wait and see till Tuesday.

This week I finished the mini-album I was making about my hubby. I already had these papers by Marah Johnson lying around, intending to use them for pics of hubby on his motorcycle.

I titled the album "PASSIE". It's a double title, in English Passie means Passion. And that ofcourse has to do with hubbies passion for riding and (re-)building his bikes. But, hubbies name is Pascal, which we shorten to Passie sometimes. So, it's his name and his game. :)

The other day I had scanned an old pic of him sitting on his first motor-bike, he was like 20 years old there. Instead of showing some enthusiasm for my creativeness with his pic (I made frames and antique looks in Photoscape, very cool, or so I thought) he asked me why I was using photographs of him that were 20 years old...(A little exaggerated, he's 35 years old now, so the pics were 15 years old, tops...:P )
Well, there's a simple answer for it, and I gave it to him. He never likes to pose for pictures...All our vacation-pics etc feature him with some weird funny face or a do-I-have-to-be-in-another-picture-because-I-am-so-bored-please-hurry-up-face. I HATE it! (It's one of the reasons I am dying to have kids, hopefully I will finally have a willing photo-object...!)

That being said, I took my chance when he was going away for a motor-drive some Sunday this July. Still in my PJ's, I walked outside and photographed him while he was sitting on his motorcycle and was preparing in his own way. He cooperated reluctantly, which shows in some pictures. The familiar face is there again....Even the eyes look towards the sky as if to ask for lightning to strike me at that exact time so he can get out of this utterly dreadful, totally useless and precious time-consuming posing-session.

But, I got my pictures! Some were even good, hey, I'm good... (Not to brag, but photography is one of my strong points. I am not someone who knows or acknowledges all of her strong points. Ask me for my flaws and I'll give you a list that dazzles you, but strong points...?!) Well, I mean, that sometimes the camera does exactly what I have in my mind. I capture the perfect moment or pose or whatever. And that thrills me, I mean, I can't all be coincidence, some skill has to be involved next to pure luck, right?

So, I made my book, did loads of painting, stamping, glimmer-misting, diamond-glazing, embossing, and searched for all the right details. "Rough & Tough" details. So no flowers and stuff. And I felt kinda restricted, like I was in a box and couldn't step out to use anything else. All the things I would have usually added didn't seem manly enough. Too girly and glitzy. But I made it. Barely though. Because when I was reaching the end, my pages were lying on my desk when... I topped over my mug filled with water (for the paint-brushes)...!!!

Oh man, the water just flowed over almost all my pages and I just saw all my work going down the drain...I didn't cry but I came close...I dabbed it dry as good as I could, and let it dry on the table. Fortunately the damage wasn't too big, the pages were a little wet and soaky but they dried up nicely. Not too many blobs or letting go of glue or destroyed paper. The pics were alright too. One felt a little weird, but it already had an antique look, so I decided a few more funny marks didn't matter. Man...My bad luck hadn't run out totally, because when I put the pages in my newly acquired Bind-it-all, the back-page was in there crooked...So the upper holes are half of the page. Crap...!!!

I had to wait for the black and white checked ribbon, I planned to use that as a closure for the album. It had to be THAT ribbon because that's the motive hubby has on his helmet and bike as well, so, it was perfect. Then I finally finished and proudly showed the fruits of my labor to hubby accompanied by a "Taaaadaaaaa!"

I don't know how YOUR men react to your projects, but mine never comes any farther than:"nice"... Reading some of my journaling had him laughing reluctantly (he wanted to laugh because it WAS funny but he wouldn't give me the credit...). Because, ofcourse, as far as the journaling went, he didn't cooperate either. He gave me stupid childish answers so I had to come up with my own answers. And I did my own description of him, whether he liked it or not. He's the man who likes to be dirty (greasy black) and is surrounded by waaaay to many decibels and the stench of gas...

And guess what, he even had the nerve to ask me if I was gonna do another booklet about him and his other motorcycles as well. WHAT...?! I beg your pardon...?! My jaw practically fell to the floor...Me, do another series of pictures without his cooperation, more descriptions about his bikes without his techical insight and help...Make another album that is being welcomed with a luke-warm "nice" after all my effort...What do you think, Passie...?! Dream on, boy...