With the economy improving comes holiday bazaars back on the scene.
Which means it’s time for me to sell some of my paper crafting. Woot!
I used to do really well at holiday bazaars selling my hand crafted items. Whether they were my handmade cards, gift tags or other items, they would sell and I’d make a nice profit after I sold enough for the table fee.
And then, the economy tanked. People had no spare change to buy those things. Dang.
Fast forward to last year. Holiday bazaars were coming back-with no table fee. A portion of sales was the only thing required. I was happy.
My table set-up skills needed some work, but I was happy to see holiday bazaars back on the scene! :)
Despite my setbacks, I was happy to sell scads of gift tags.
And also mini albums.
It’s getting to be that time of year again. A time where I get excited about the possibilities of entrepreneurship and making some money at something I enjoy. A time to also enjoy emptying the boxes of product to make room for new!
I love preparation time for bazaars. I love the holidays!
Looks like I’ve not updated this blog in a little while.
I’m back and will update this with goodness very shortly.
I’ve gotta admit that I’m realllly behind on my Project Life. I mean really. behind. (Think January…) That meant one thing-I had to catch up.
(‘Scuse the sleeping bag on the floor… foster doggy had surgery yesterday and I had to play nurse.)
A warning to those thinking about trying Project Life for the first time-be careful not to get 3 1/2″ x 5″ prints. Trust me. It can only work if you spend a spell binding amount of time doing this:
Yes, I spent an amazing amount of time making it work. I backed a spellbinding (my word for the evening ;) ) amount of photos from a 2-month period last year.
Yes, last year. Not even up to 2013 yet. Aye yi yi.
Lesson learned. I gotta say though that I love using up card stock! Unintentionally, but I still love it! I guess there’s hope yet for my scrapbook paper stash to go away. Ha!
I wanna hear from other Project Lifers. Have you pulled this boo boo also? If so, did you fix the problem the way I did?
A long-time friend flew in for a family get-together that was literally held across the street from me. Literally.
Thank God we’ve been friends since junior high, ‘cuz it made it that much easier when Biscuit and I walked over to see her. They even offered me food. :)
It’s nice to see families that can sit in the park together and have a picnic and even play baseball together. My family would laugh if anyone offered to start a baseball game. Eating together though? No prob!
Here’s to a long-term friendship, families and even baseball.
“How would your life be different if…You stopped allowing other people to dilute or poison your day with their words or opinions? Let today be the day…You stand strong in the truth of your beauty and journey through your day without attachment to the validation of others”
― Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
So I was feeling upset yesterday.
Everyone was causing me to behave in ways I didn’t want to. It was all their fault, not mine. Thank goodness I didn’t feel like blogging yesterday. ;)
And then, I woke up this morning and realized a few things. Yes, we as humans can be swayed by decisions of others at times in our lives. In the end though, we are responsible for the decisions we make. We signed on the dotted line. We ate too much. We spent too much.
I’ll admit that it takes awhile to learn this. It took me awhile to learn. After all, isn’t it easier to blame others for stupid mistakes we may have made? Yes, but who made them? You.
For the record, yesterday’s silent tantrum wasn’t major. I need to handle it, but it wasn’t over something horrendous. I have control over the situation also.
Now that’s power.
That’s also responsibility for me.
I love dogs.
It’s really ironic that I hated dogs as a child and would always fear a barking dog. I feared being bitten, even though I never had a bad experience with one.
Then, I had a roommate with a Pug. I avoided him and wondered how in the world I could avoid the backyard while I lived with her and my other roommate. I realized how stupid this was the first Christmas I lived there and went out in the backyard. He was a cutie pie!
Years have passed and I guess I felt the need to be nurturing. I guess my motherly instincts are kicking in. I wanted a dog but now is definitely not the time for me to pay for one.
And so, I became a foster mama-to Biscuit.
He is just the cutest little guy who loves belly rubs, snuggling and being a sweetie pie. He’s also pissing off my neighbors by howling when I’m not home, which is why I was happy to get a call today from a woman interested in adopting him. We’ll meet her Monday.
In addition to being a wonderful companion, Biscuit has also helped me lose 23 pounds since getting him last month. Guess I should foster more dogs! ;)
This is my first foster dog, so I’ll see how sad I get once he’s gone. The good thing is that this rescue has 5 dogs currently needing foster homes, so I’ll get another one immediately to ease the pain.
I always need a walking partner. :)
I love old architecture. We very often see it torn down in Southern California to pave the way for seemingly newer and better buildings. Sad.
For that reason I decided to profile this church I’ve driven past way too many times. There were tons of weddings there when I was a kid. Not so much any more, apparently.
I enjoyed the tour of the church, which included loving the details of the sanctuary, which included hand stenciled ceiling tiles and carved pews. Read about the church here.