Thursday, July 30, 2009

Two Challeges in One--My Time to Craft and Truly Scrumptious

Truly Scrumptious has a great sketch this week and they have asked for beads. I used rhinestones and pearls, hope that is okay!

My Time to Craft is asking for "Floral Frenzy" on their card.

Here it is! It was sure fun to make, as I love pinks and posies!

Papers--SU Rose Red and Pretty in Pink
DP Basic Grey, Euphoria
Flowers--from my drawer of goodies
Greeting is computer generated
SU punch for greeting
On 3D tape
Roses from DAISIE digital company, set is Cottage Roses

Inside of card
I don't know who penned this message,
but I received it on one of my birthday cards with no author name

I ran the roses through at 50% color intensity as I am writing my note on that side.

Card and Envelope

Saturday add on--
I enjoyed this card so much, that I made another birthday card for the week-end, using a different paper from the same Basic Grey book. I do like this sketch so much!

Envelope (doesn't need mailing)

Monday, July 27, 2009

Out to Lunch!

Today I am going to one of my friend's for lunch. She is a stamping gal too, so I can't take my usual hostess gift of 6-8 cards done up as a the next thing was to do a little white bag and put in some samples of bling, which my friend hasn't had the courage to try hopefully she'll enjoy. The bag is made with K and Co papers and accessories--a couple of SU punches and some ribbons from the box=simple, but fun!

Sunday, July 26, 2009

A Saturday Project

I recently celebrated my 77th birthday and found when I went to write my "thank yous" that I was totally out of those I found a simple idea in my last SU catalog and made a few to get over this "emergency".

Paper is SU Very Vanilla
Ink is SU Choc Chip and Old Olive
Stamps are from three sets:
Baroque Motifs
Simple Sayings II
Seeing Spots

Flower centers are from my bling drawer, and ribbon from my Michael's stash.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Happy Birthday, Jonathan!!

Its July birthday time again!
It is like yesterday that I received word that I, a single woman, would be allowed to adopt a baby! I was the eighth woman in Oregon allowed to adopt. At that time, only two states allowed single adoptions.
I am blessed! He has always been my special gift from God. Now 44, he is a Daddy, husband, pastor and beautiful violinist!

SU Pacific Point
SU Designer Papers

Stamp is from Penny Black
(I used this stamp before and posted it, but someone else asked me for the card and I never got it to this year, same stamp, but different card.)

Buttons from Craft Warehouse
If you are asking why I used mustard buttons, I'm asking the same thing, but I wanted a contrast and thought it tied in with the browns of the violin!

Inside of card
Stickers on the inside are from my sticker stash--didn't quite know what to do with the inside.
The corner is from a set of four dies made for the cuttlebug.
The poem is "The Touch of the Master's Hand".

The Touch of the Master's Hand

"Twas battered and scared, and the auctioneer
Thought it scarcely worth his while
To waste much time on the old violin,
But he held it up with a smile.
"What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,
"Who'll start bidding for me?
A dollar, a dollar - now who"ll make it two _
Two dollars, and who"ll make it three?

"Three dollars once, three dollars twice,
Going for three". . . but no!
From the room far back a gray-haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow;
Then wiping the dust from the old violin,
And tightening up the strings,
He played a melody,pure and sweet,
As sweet as an angel sings.
The music ceased and the auctioneer
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said: "What am I bidden for the old violin?"
And he held it up with the bow;
"A thousand dollars - and who'll make it two?
Two thousand - and who'll make it three?
Three thousand once, three thousand twice
And going - and gone," said he.
The people cheered, but some of them cried,
"We do not quite understand -
What changed its worth?" The man replied:
"The touch of the masters hand."
And many a man with life out of tune,
And battered and torn with sin,
Is auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd.
Much like the old violin.
A "mess of pottage," a glass of wine,
A game and he travels on,
He's going once, and going twice -
He's going - and almost gone!
But the MASTER comes, and the foolish crowd,
Never can quite understand,
The worth of a soul, and the change that's wrought
By the touch of the MASTER'S hand.
~Myra B. Welch