Rosebud by Samantha Nowak and I Need a Bigger Jar by Carla Morrow (Little Wings). OK, the pictures did not upload in order, and after trying for 35 + minutes to get them together, I ran out of patience and decided to go forward with this post. Click here to buy these stamps.
For the “I need a bigger Jar”, I used glossy accents to accent his dots, then added a wiggly eye. The treat box is cut from a sizzix die “suitecase” and I ran it throug my cuttle bug machine. I used brown card stock from the craft store for this project.
The Rose Bud lady is stamped onto high quality white card stock and is cut out closely and attached with dimensional dots to the top of an altered baby wipe container.
Now cousin Jason is getting a bit too comfy with the cell phone and our house number. He called yesterday out of the clear blue just to let me know that his wife would also be joining us when we travel down and share a meal as a family.
He told me that he has recently purchased 2.3 acres of land and it had two ‘home trailers’ and a barn on the property. He decided he ‘didn’t care’ for the siding on one of those ‘home trailers’ and decided to rip it off.
In the process he sliced open one of his hands’ clear down to tha bone’. I asked why was he calling me when he needed to go get stitches. His reply was “nah, I need a clean rag and duct tape, it’ll do jus fine, besides if I loose a finger I have nine more”. Oh dear.
Then I started getting passed around, now mind you these folks all know me and they know each other, but I don’t really know one of them from the rest at all.
To top that part off, they ‘ferget’ to tell me who they are when they call. Ok, to use the old saying “they all sound alike”, well is kinda an understatement.
None of them seem to realise that right now I feel like I’m one against a mob. I was telling my dear husband Mike about the latest conversations and he just smiled.
Samantha likes to be called “Tootsie”, you know Darling, like the candy. Apparently she has had 7 children and only 2 of them lived. She had her first set of twins at 14 (seems to be a pattern) and they where still born.
They have all lived hard lives and do the best they can and are believers in helpin out the neighbor when they can.
I agree with a long time friend from Augusta, she sent me a dear message and it simply stated “you don’t just need a reporter, you need to write a book”. I just might do that.
So, folks, please forgive this post,I’m hoping to actually correct it before the end of the day.
I really wanted this to go up on Tuesday, but after the storm moved through our area the hubby and I had a mess of a Laundry room. We decided to put our work gloves on and clean it up. It still needs work, but it is much better.
I can not for the life of me remember the name or artist of this stamp. So if you are not a memeber of the Queen Kat court, and are the first to tell me the name of the stamp, you win this project. Its that easy. If you are out of the country it can take up to 4 weeks for regular mail to reach you, so please be patient.
I have more extended family that I can possibly count right now. Trust me I tried.
Elizbeth calls me almost every other day and now the youngest, Samantha who is about 1 year and 2 months older than I also has called. Samantha was named after her mother. She now lives with her family in Dalton, Ga and will be joining us for lunch when we travel down to meet the family.
My dear husband told me he felt that an episode of “Jerry Springer” would break out at any time.
Samantha new about me, but as an infant herself didn’t remember any thing about me or my sister, Barbara. However, like many family members, wanted to find me and know what happened to me and what had happened with my life.
She has led a simple life, she can read and write, but has very limited comprehension skills.
Jason – now here is a colorful character. He has a boy that is 6 but the ‘baby momma’ doesn’t like him because after a long term relationship, he “up and married” some one else. A month after he wed they where in a serious car accident. The officer told him that his young wife was dead and handed him her wedding rings. Apparently Jason didn’t take the news “so good” and broke the officers jaw in two places. Landing him a bit of time in the county jail.
Jason was a hard core Meth addict for about 7 years. He would “do my dope” and go and work a full day. I couldn’t function without it”. He has had one “binge” and decided it wasn’t for him and has been clean and sober for about 3 years.
OK, he and his current father in law are loggers, swamp loggers to be exact. I teasingly asked him if he was on TV he told me no! He has led a hard life, is missing some of his teeth and is 26 years old and thrilled to find he has yet another cousin.
These people are so precious, genuine and simple. I know my life is forever blessed to be part of this community.
If this wasn’t happening to me, I wouldn’t even believe it. I am so thrilled to be part of this on-going story of Trusting the Lord and allowing his leadership in my heart and life and the lives of my extended family.
On a side note, yesterday’s conversation with Ibbit (Elizabeth) contained 2 more recipes details of the small area in which they live, including directions to the Walmart. Along with an approximate head count of how many folks we can expect to share a meal with Mike and I. Yes, we are traveling soon, but for the safety of my family I will not be sharing the information here on the blog.
Dorthy continues to be nervous about the impact Irene will have on my family, so far we are doing well. The wind has picked up and the rain is falling hard. She called me this afternoon while I was napping and left the “Loretta its jus’ your mom, I’ll catch you soon”. Baby Loretta is happy.
On that note, yes I will always struggle with the fact she neglected my care while an infant, but I’ve now balanced it with the fact she was just a young girl and not able to really know better.
We’ve lost power a couple of times, so everyone in this house (except the puppies as they don’t have opposable thumbs) has a flashlight in a pocket. Candles are at the ready and the generator is filled with gas and ready to go.
Why alter a baby wipe container, well — I needed a mojo fix. I had this plain and ordinary container for the wipes. I use them every day to clean stamps, hands and even puppy faces.
I started my quest with my vast paper stash, did some quick measuring and tracing and went for it from there. I used I am roses and Wild orchid craft flowers for most of the top. The paper is from Paper Trey ink.
The silver threads are DMC floss and every thing was distressed slightly.
Next time I do one, I’m picking wipes that have a flat top without a middle opening, it is difficult to easy the paper around that oval curve.
Stamp happy, stay safe, keep your family near and the Lord even closer.
