So, here's the scoop...

Dum-dee-dee dum-dee-dee dum-dee-dee dum Bo-naaaaaaan-zAAAAAAA (as sung by me rather loudly in our hotel bathroom, while Sue (outside, bien sure!) regretted ever getting that tune in my head).

So, first of all, there were things that I noticed that I was impressed by (because I like a bit of feel-good). Our last class of the weekend was the Junkitz class which was not, as planned, being taught by Claire Cameron of Scrapbook World as she'd been rushed into hospital with pre-eclampsia. I was impressed by the fact that all the teachers there, it appears, without batting an eyelid or a grumble of any sort, immediately took on her classes. Dyan from Art from the Heart (would put a link there but don't know it) was the step-into-the-breach teacher of that class, much to her terror, because she was having to teach a layout, and getting inky-wiv-it in an altered way is definitely more her thing. But I was impressed that she was so honest about it (I do like a bit of honest) and, anyway, it was a nice layout. Plus she gave loads of little tips about glue and such like that were invaluable (although last year's Junkitz papers weren't the greatest product). I told her it was like buying a ticket to see Ronnie Corbett and finding out when you got there that it was, in fact, Peter Kay :-D

I was impressed by Alicia Tucker who, as I approached the ticket office to ask them something, was being shouted at by 'completely ranting off her head woman'. And her beef was not valid either (sometimes people have justification at Bonza for getting arsy, but her moan was not one). And Alicia was uncharacteristically calm. I told her well done as she is, by anyone's standards and admission, not a calm dealer usually. No one gets anywhere by shouting (*lesson to self!). Stand your ground, yes. Be firm, yes. Don't shout. It's just pees people off.

And I was impressed that somebody (who shall remain nameless), came up and said hello to me. Despite a loh-hoh-hot of 'history'. They needn't have. It was gracious and I was appreciative of it.

So. The classes were good. We took 3 Rusty Pickles (yum - LOL), but (in retrospect) I wish we'd only taken 2. It was fun to yabber about Utah and BYU with Lance and he made me crave some enchiladas at Los Hermanos in Provo, or the best root beer in the world at Brick Oven, the swine (click that link...I can SMELL the particular smell of that pizza restaurant as soon as I look at the site! Slather).

I personally loved the Making Memories class as it was a clean, simple lines looking layout (which I like) and there were loads of products left over. We actually had a discussion about this point on Friday evening. Do scrapbookers go to these classes to learn something new (I wanted to but can't honestly say I did) or is it just about the atmosphere, another layout done, and lots of stuff to play with after? I think the second. Unless you went to one of the altered classes (which isn't my thing). I also enjoyed meeting Wendy Milne of Scenic Route (and oh...anyone who's coming to Gloucester 2, there's definitely a Scenic Route layout coming your way AND a challenge by them with a gor-hor-hor-geous prize). I also really enjoyed the All My Memories class taught by the lovely Anna Bowkis. It was Saturday afternoon and she was feeling pretty worn out and achy by this juncture, bless her. But I just loved that we did an entire album all in one hour (minus photos of course). I didn't mind that it was a kit. I just liked doing LOADS. I gave her a quick shoulder massage in this picture, bless her (I remember how I felt last year!)

The Heidi Swapp class was one of Sue's favourites. The best part of that was I won (I actually won!! This is unheard of!) a pick-a-name-at-random prize of Heidi Swapp colouring pencils. SCRUMMY BUM BUMS! I was very happy! And the Heidi Swapp bubble bath which we all got as part of our kits, smells just addictive! I keep going to have a surrepticious snort (of the smell, you understand) because it's so gorgeous.

Apart from classes, we had a good time seeing people. Sue spotted her next-door-neighbour (literally next door) from when she was living in Northampton several years ago. How bizarre is that? And I got a hello and a hug off the fabby Kirsty Wiseman (wish I could've taken one of her classes but they were all beginner's ones...). And I spotted Lemon through my classroom window and dived out the door, just so I could give her a cuddle (which was reciprocated). We women are so touchy-feely!! Very nice too to chat to Lily My Lovely aka Karen, and also Tracy Johnson, who told me she'd been hand-writing on her layouts ever since my journaling class last year (good girl!!!) - that was very cool and I wish I'd had more time to chat to her. Also saw Michelle who came to our last retreat in the Brecons with her fabby children, Charlotte and Daniel. I gave her a hug, and then one each to send back to her kids. Great to see her! She's COOL!

We had a room full of people on Friday evening, just before dinner. Spotted Viv from Worcester who goes to Linz's crops at Crafty Pastimes, and then when she opened the door to pop to her room, Margaret and Emma from Artbasespotted me through the gap so 'tap tap tap' and in they came! We were all hanging out in the Scrappers Unlimited bedroom, when the thunder and lightning started, and then all the lights went out as it had struck the building (and Sue had a violent urge to disappear under her duvet...she hates lightning because, as she points out, "it can kill you" - LOL). Anyway, it was very cool meeting the irrepressible Margaret and her daughter Emma at long last - she was nothing like I imagined her. I imagined a grey haired 'Marks & Spencer' type lady. Ummmm...no. Just take a look at her shoes for case in point. So we told them we felt like we were hanging with scrapping royalty, and thence we were given the twisty-wrist royal wave every time we saw each other the rest of the weekend, to which we replied with lots of forelock tugging. Here's us hanging out in our room (please note the very grey thundery sky outside the window). Do you think I was a big enough suck-up, resting my head on her shoulder? ROFL!! Never mind, she bought me a drink AND a creme brulee on Friday evening. My cunning plan worked. FANKS!!!




Also got to hang a bit with the UKScrappers girls - Mary-Anne, Bev and Fi (Scrap Bunny). And all I can say about that is TEA TOWELS!!! And possibly 'CHEESE'! And also BEACH TOWELS (rub, rub, rub! ROFL). They were good fun and it was nice to meet Bev and Fi IRL (not that it wasn't nice to meet Mary-Anne...I'd just met her before, you understand!)

And of course we saw 'our crowd'...the girls from Crafty-Ness and I got to be with Susie-Woo all weekend, which was a pleasure. She's GRRRRREAT (even if she did shout at me in the middle of the night in her sleep...ha ha). Oh...and tip for the future. Don't park your car under the trees in the Hilton car park!


PS. Ooo ooo...just remembered. Got to meet Ally T in the flesh too (and her fun mum!) over breakfast. It's all good! Breakfast with Ally T...sounds like a film or summat!

Just for you, Your Majesty

Hung out with 'Scrapping Royalty' at Bonza this weekend, and it was FUN! And especially for a member of the royal family, by popular request, Will is back (turn up your speakers and wiggle your bums).

I'll post later wiv photos and everyfink.

Time...

I've signed up to take a class from Big Picture Scrapbooking which is this reaaaaaally cooooool website by Stacy Julian (head honcho lady over at Simple Scrapbooks magazine). And I am desperate to do it. I love taking classes that I haven't had any hand whatsoever in organising. It's rare. And it's always a delight (if they're good of course).

And yet my class starts today. I've had my daily assignment email which means I now have a bunch of scrapbooking ideas swimming around in my head, but they're all trying to avoid the "but darling, you must do X and Y because you're off to Bonza Baby tomorrow" swimming in schools in the other direction.

Where do people get the time to do everything?

And I also have to be a mummy. And take a photo of Celyn outside our house for a project they're doing about homes this term (only got the letter asking for a photo of child outside home yesterday - hurrumph). And get her ready to go to school. And go to the bank. And wash clothes.

But I waannaaaaa do my claaaaaaaaaass.

Snot fair.

Brrmmmm...Brrmmmm!

So look what weeeeeeee bought todaaaaaay.

Not this exact one you understand. Ours is dark blue (WHAT a girl I am). With leather seats. And plenty of room for a crop trolley and boxes in the boot (this is after all a major consideration). And leather seats. And a 1.8 engine. And leather seats.

We can pick it up Saturday or Monday. And if darling Danny thinks he's picking it up Saturday while I'm away at Bonza baby, he's got another think coming.

But I am slowly becoming unbearable. I've pointed out every single Renault Scenic I've seen on the road since getting it.

I'm just excited. Leave me alone. Did I mention it had leather seats?

We're off to Bonza baby!

Whenever I think about Bonanza I just hear this little voice in my head in this Antipodean accent calling it 'Bonza'. Or perhaps it's an Austin Powers voice? Or perhaps I should be more concerned about the little voices in my head...? LOL

Anyway...Susie-Woo (from the Scrappers Unlimited team) and I are heading up to the NEC on Friday morning till Saturday evening, gorging ourselves on classes a-plenty. I taught/class assisted there last year which was great fun in some ways and a complete pain in others (in more ways than one...Amber's and my feet were completely crippled by the end of the two days, I kid you not). So this year I can do what I want - mwaaa mwaaa mwaaaahaaahaaa-haaaaaaaaaaaaa! I'm really looking forward to all the classes we're taking (6, but one is a two hour class) and also seeing lots of lovely people, and poking about the shops.

So. Must. Get. Organised. (cos I know what I'm like and I do NOT want to be stressing over packing stuff at 11.30pm on Thursday night or - heaven forbid - the crack of dawn Friday morning).

My weekend in Reading was fab fun (although tiring). The journey there, however, was not. It consisted of leaving a couple of hours later than I intended (just because) and then, on driving out of my road, suddenly realising that I hadn't taxed the car ("crap, crap, crap"). Turned the car round (Celyn: "Ooooo NOOOO..where are we GOING???? Why are we going HOOOOOOME?? We're going to ZOOOEEEEE's house Mummy!!!" cry cry). Find the registration document, find the insurance certificate, cannot find the MOT. Not for George Clooney nor tuppence ha'penny ("crap, crap, crap"). So drive to the garage, pay for another MOT certificate (£10 rip-off-arama), drive to the Post Office, buy new tax disc, drive Danny home (who'd come with me to keep me company cos I was in a temper!) and leave again, later than ever.

(Please keep in mind that I had now been back to my house twice.)

Drive, drive, drive. 20 minutes down the M4 I glance (as you do) in the rear view mirror and see that there's a BEE in the car. A piggin' bee (or should be "a buzzin' bee"?) Anyway...pull off motorway, find a layby, open boot and doors, free bee (and escape being stung or swerving into something that I should not be swerving into when bee hypothetically flies into my face whilst driving). However, this exit on the motorway is not one you can get back on the motorway at, unless you want to go BACK to Swansea that is. Hence, enjoy scenic (not) route through Port Talbot to the next junction.

Back on motorway, drive, drive, drive. Reach Cardiff and suddenly have a little panic. Well, I say "little" (she says, giggling in a VERY SARCASTIC MANNER), when what I really mean is "a stomach churning, crap-on-a-stick panic". Did I put the 3 scrapbook albums in the car to show people at the crop, one of which has the layout for tonight in it? Ring home. Indeed, they are sat on the coffee table in the living room and I have no class layout with me. CRAP, CRAP, CRAP (please, again, bear in mind that I went BACK to my house TWICE after initially leaving and still did not spot this schoolgirl error!!! RRRRAAAAAH!!!)

Then I nearly (but didn't) go into the back of a load of traffic on the motorway because it suddenly all stopped without warning.

And when I finally arrived in Reading, it was 4.30pm and I had to ignore my friend more or less while I completely remade my layout and Celyn played with her daughter and son.

BUT the crop itself was great...there were loads of people there, and I got to hang out with some people I've known since Noah was a boy but haven't seen for an age. I also popped my head into the Scrap Cafe's crop on Saturday morning which was cool cos I then saw a few people I knew from Scrappers Unlimited's Newbury retreat or the previous seminar we taught there. And best of all Celyn was as happy as a pig in muck, playing with her friends up there, and I got to hang out with my friends too. It's all good.

So...off to the car sales places today to look at part-exchanging our car for a newer one. Retail therapy on a grand scale.

And it's Desperate Housewives Wednesday.

And it's gloriously sunny again (after a few days of cloudy greyness).

It's all good.

By the way, if you're going to Bonza baby, then look out for Sue and me, as anyone who comes up and says hi and introduces themselves, we're giving a little Scrappers Unlimited goodie bag to.

*mental note...make goodie bags!!!*

I see scrapbooking events...they're EVERYWHERE!!

I've been meaning to get up to the ol' hometown for some time now so that I can just SEE people, rather than be there a-scrappin' and then dashing home to the fam-lee. So today Celyn and I are off for a couple of days, so she can play with various friends up there (the trampoline in Zoe's garden is a BIG DRAW) and I can hang with the parents of said various friends. Leaving husband in the decadent peace of a house where he can actually write his dissertation (got to be in on Monday ...bleuh).

Except...

I've just realised...

It's turned into a scrapping weekend. What's the DEAL?! They follow me about. Or perhaps I just can't help organising them. Probably the second one.

So tonight I'm teaching at a brand new crop being held at The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints on The Meadway in Tilehurst. It started off with 8...it's now up to 16 (or was that 17?). Only a fiver (non profit you see, because that's church policy). 7pm. And the next day I'm just popping my head in to The Scrap Cafe (dot co dot uk)'s monthly crop up in St. Barnabus' church hall in Emmer Green (10am, dunno how much).

It's all good! It's National Scrapbooking Day (Weekend) so it's got to be done really.

So. Gotta go. Bags to pack. Child to sort. Sunny day to drive 'home' in. Woo hoo!


Oh. PS. If you're in Wales and fancy celebrating Scrapbooking Day, then get yourself along to the crop in Taffs Well, Cardiff. Contact Debbie at dddebbborah@aol.com or on 0792 933 2165 for details.

Scrapping AND Desperate Housewives...it must be Wednesday...

I finished this as Desperate Housewives started. WHAT a lovely evening.

This is for the scrapping class I'm teaching in Reading on Friday night (if you live in that area and fancy a scrappedy-doo-daa evening, then get in touch for details - only a fiver for a class and a crop...blimmin' bargain!). I shall change the pink paper for people who bring photos of a less feminine nature.

The photo is one I took of Celyn on Saturday at Bristol Zoo, standing in the tunnel which goes through the water to view the seals swimming (and penguins...but there were none on Saturday). Gosh, I look at her and just am blown away by how beautiful she is (on the inside too). How did I ever get so blessed?

And hands up who reckons Bree's going to end up with (a) her shrink or (b) the AA guy? Eh? Eh?

Scraplift-a-rama

Ever onwards with Celyn's ABC album - I've done C is for Chocolate Cake, F is for Funfair, Y is for Yum Yum and now I've done Z is for Zoo. And a complete and utter scraplift of Rach's layout (see her entry of 25.4). However, THAT was a complete and utter scraplift of Tara Whitney's layout. *Chrissie bursts into song* "Ooo, scraplifting makes ze world go around, ze world go around, ze world go around".

I'm not completely happy with the title or the two round embellies, but hey...s'fiiiiiiine. It's aaaaall fiiiiiine.

And don't you just love Celyn's little drawing of a bat. She loved doing that so she could be part of the process of the layout.

Anyway...I have a layout for a class on Friday to do (yes, that would be 2 days away) and 3 classes for the Colour for Design Seminar at the end of June (but the layouts have to be up on the website soon) and what am I doing? Eh? Eh? ABC scrap-blimmin-lifting.

Oh well. It'll all be fiiiiiine (I think it must be a warm, sunny day...I'm so chilled out and happy! *Quick check out the window* Well, by jingo, IT IS!!)

The Teenager Challenge WINNERS!

Wow! What lovely scrapping! And it was so interesting to see you all as a 'youff' (tee hee! Chris...you look EXACTLY like my friend Barbara in that picture!). And of course it was hard to judge so I had to get my mum involved in the process...I didn't want to be swayed by being friends with any of you.

And so...the winner is...this fabulous layout by Debbie Smith in Cardiff. We (my mother and I!) thought the layout stood out because it was so different and also she's done loads of great journaling (Debbie knows her audience...she knows I like journaling! LOL). Her use of colour and shape is great!! So Debbie, well done and I shall send you a prize in the post either today (hopefully) or tomorrow.

I am also sending a couple of runners up prizes. 2nd prize goes to Gill James on The Wirral. I really love this photo (is this bloke now your husband Gill...you said you got married young?) and the quote is so lovely (and I really like his top!!). I like the composition and balance of it too.

3rd prize goes to Kim Morgans in Swansea. She said she found it a really difficult layout to complete because the photo was taken right around the time her dad died and there was an outpouring of emotion when she came to write the (hidden) journaling. So well done Kim. It's lovely (and you were very pretty!)
















I have to say all the layouts were cool and thank you SO MUCH for taking part. I hope you enjoyed doing it! I shall send a small 'taking part' prize to you all. Perhaps we'll do another challenge for the next bank holiday weekend at the end of May. Whadyareckon?

Now...you have all got me in the mood to scrap. So I'm off to do just that!

Challenge

Don't forget all entries need to be emailed to me at Chrissie@ScrappersUnlimited.co.uk by midday today :-D (I've had LOTS of entries in already and you're all marvellous!)

Finally...Celyn, The Mackerel & The Scary Baby

Once upon a time...

My friend and Scrappers Unlimited team member, Sue, is a superintendent radiographer in Cardiff and when I was telling her that I wanted to make Celyn an ABC scrapbook, she immediately said, "And X is for X-Ray!"

So, last Thursday (27 April) I drove up to her hospital with Celyn and we had a fantastic time seeing how an X-ray is taken. Of course we couldn't x-ray her, so we took one of her dolls and also (at Sue's suggestion) an unfilleted mackerel. Here we are getting them ready for x-raying.














Celyn then put the negative through a special machine that develops it (in layman's terms... which I am!)







And then we were able to view the results on the computer













And MAN that baby was scary! LOL You can see Celyn's not over excited about the results! But we were all a bit freaked by the baby (except my husband upon my return, as his first thoughts were, "That's so cool...it would make an excellent album cover!"). Sue also made JPEGs of the final results for me (love her) which I shall scrap for her album, along with these photos. She's such a cool friend (mwwwwaaaaah Sue!)

So that is the story of Celyn, the Mackerel and the Scary Baby. Goodnight children...goodnight.

I know you're waiting...

to hear about Celyn, mackerel and the scary baby, but you'll just have to wait cos I've been tagged by the talented and very lovely Mrs Clarke and I'm in JUST the mood for a tag:

1. 5 things in my fridge

• Bobs (this is our family word for anything along the yogurt/fromage frais line, because the first one Celyn was aware of eating was a Bob the Builder one and she just referred to them as Bobs, and it stuck. It's hilarious when it's only me and Danny talking and we say, "Oh, we need to buy Bobs while we're at the supermarket" or something. LOL!)
• Asparagus tips (for my baked asparagus recipe I'm making again this weekend - see my blog entry of 18 April)
• A big bag of carrots
• Stilton cheese (deeeelish!)
• Cranberry juice

2. 5 things in my wardrobe

• Lots of clothes I can't fit into any more. AAAAALL of my clothes that I wear are in the laundry in various stages of the cleansing process!
• Lots of Danny's clothes (he owns waaaaay more clothes than I do)
• My Scrappers Unlimited waistcoat that Nicola's mum made me as my name badge at last year's Gloucester retreat (the woman is a marvel and I just LOVED it!)
• Various pairs of shoes, including my sandals which I must pull out and start wearing in this sunny weather
• A belt off a skirt because I just don't do belts

3. 5 things in my bag

• A notebook I keep for 'family' things...what we're doing for family night, shopping lists, notes from church meetings, etc.
• Reuben's funeral programme from today
• A really pretty emery board
• My Pebl phone, charged and everyfink!
• Several Tesco Computers for Schools vouchers

4. 5 things in my car

• 3 small Easter eggs given to my husband and left there because a chocoholic he ain't (but I need to move them otherwise they're going to melt all over the place)!
• My mobile phone charger
• A book I'm reading when I wait for Celyn during her ballet class, 'The Ode Less Travelled' by Steven Fry (about poetry)
• A crate of Chatterbox papers I still haven't taken out of the car from Brecons retreat (slattern)
• Several plants - pansies, violas, a marguerite, a yellow daisy, an ivy and some evergreen trees - I just bought at the garden centre (summer is a coming in!)

5. 5 programmes I would save on Tivo (if I had it!)

• Desperate Housewives
• Will & Grace
• Judging Amy
• Lost (from the very beginning because everyone says its fab and I've never seen it)
• Who Do You Think You Are

There you go. And now I'm tagging...ummmm...Fiona, Linz, Jakki, Vanessa, and Rach. You're it!!

PS. Does anyone know how I can get that stupid rectangle above my header to go back to being a strip. Don't know what I did but it's really annoying me!

Challenge!!!

My bloggy mate, Jools, is in desperate need of her mojo. S'gawn. So I've proferred a challenge to help her find her creativity. But then I thought, hey...blow the expense...it's a bank holiday weekend so let's live a little. I'm opening this up to anybody who reads me blogalog and I'll offer a prize to my favourite. But you only have till Tuesday morning (up until midday) to email me your offering (to Chrissie@ScrappersUnlimited.co.uk). Come on all my scrapping mates...you can do it! I'll post all the entries on here too.

So...create a layout using one photo of yourself when you were a teenager. You should include journaling on the page, and also you must use HEAT to create your layout (interpret that how you wish...but there are several ways you can do that of course).

On your marks, get set...GO!

Thoughts for Thursday

I'm in the middle of printing off 150 programmes for Reuben's funeral tomorrow. Thanks to Jools and my new-found skills on Adobe Photoshop, I was able to adapt a poster my church produces and that his mum wanted to use for the front cover.

Good principle to remember I think.

More later peeps...I had a FUN day yesterday with Celyn and a mackerel...

Wub!

Just got this picture text from Danny who's travelling about on the trains today. Big huge warm fuzzy feelings!

I have, however, fiddled and faffed with F is for Fun Fair (and Fiddled and Faffed come to that!). Better I think. It just needed the circles pushed together and several more cut. Oh, and I gave the photo just a thin mat in the yellow, to draw attention to it.

Anyway...back to my list.

Dribble...

Look what a lovely (although somewhat beardy) man just delivered to my house.... Slobber, slobber...stroke, stroke (book...not man). And, of course, I have a list as long as your leg of things to do otherwise my friend who's visiting from New York at the weekend is going to call me a filthy slattern and check himself into the nearest hotel. So I'll have to slobber and stroke for now and save my book for sitting in a decadent manner in my spotless house.

Tidying...groan...

I am in the process of tidying our office (a lot of the untidiness being mine and all things scrapping). Tedious but will be great when I'm done (by the end of today? By the end of today if I don't want to slip into a coma of boredom). Anyway...I just found this story that I'd typed out a couple of years ago when Celyn came into the office with this book and started 'reading' me the story. I thought I'd blog it as a comparison to her "and the pea did be squashed..." story a couple of weeks ago and also because then I can keep the precious info and yet throw this annoying piece of paper away! Mwaaahaaahaaa.

She was almost 23 months old (2 August 04):

"Elmer went and it was dark one day. And Elmer went to school. And Elmer likes school. 'Let's go home everyone.' Elmer is all back with his friends in the school. And he went to school one day. Two minutes for the elephants to sneeze. And Elmer and they sneezed altogether. Elmer is already home and goes to school. And go back to school with the house. All back. And this is with his friends. All the friends have all gone home and they got a birdie. Five more minutes and Daddy's home. And a tiger...RAAAAA! Ssssh! And already with the green green ready. And yellow red ready. This is the colour yellow. La La always goes home."

I love the tiger noise!

Life is real...

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Feeling a bit melancholy as I found out mid-morning that my good friend's son, Reuben, died early this morning. He was 23 and had severe cerebal palsy, but it was nevertheless a bit of a shock as there was nothing 'wrong' (for him).

I know he's now free of the constraints of his mortal body and that must be so wonderful for him...but of course (of course) it's all still very sad. My husband has been asked to play the guitar at his funeral.

God bless you Roo.

F is for Fun Fair

Carrying on Celyn's ABC album, I've created this layout this morning, based on this fabby Coke ad which I've been wanting to rip off for ages. I still might have a bit of a play (add a few more spots...looking at the two of them on here next to each other makes me want to push the circles closer together etc. Thank goodness for repo glue!) but basically that's another page done. Only another 23 letters to go!!

It could only happen to Fiona...

If you want a really good laugh, please read this which is my Scrappers Unlimited Team member, Fiona's blog entry for today. I swear, I was weak with laughter.

Asparagus!

Tried a new recipe I saw whilst reading Stacy Julian's blog (that somebody had sent to her). Mostly because the very day that I saw it, Celyn mentioned that she wanted to eat asparagus, and I thought "aha!" It's pretty simple, but my word it was good.

Simmer the asparagus for about 3 minutes until they are tender but not soft and soggy (for that is bleuh...which is a term used in haute cuisine). Then toss them in about 3 or 4 tablespoons of ranch dressing. Put them in an ovenproof dish and cover them with a mix of cheese (original recipe said parmesan but I used Cheddar) and crushed up Ritz crackers. Bake them in a pre-heated oven, 200 degrees C, for 15 mins. Deeee-lish.

We had to bribe Celyn with a WHOLE chocolate Easter egg to get her taste them. She did...under duress. This involved the mandatory 'chew 5 times' thing and then wailing "I don't like them" inbetween making 'peueee peueee' noises in spitting the offending asparagus out. She liked the cheese topping though!

Well, the adults in the house thought they were yum.

It's all gone MAD I tell you...

I only announced our next Time Out retreat last Wednesday and already 30 places have gone. It's GREAT!!! We've already got some fabulous classes in the pipeline (see Vanessa's blog entry for today for a sneak peek at something Fiona's going to be doing...not that ACTUAL one but one of those is my point). And my little organisy brain (thanks for that Jakki G!!) is already whirring about fun things to do for pre-retreat challenges etc. etc. Anyway...I'm missing Peter Kay on telly...am I mad??? Byeeee.

Plait Hair

In Crickhowell, at that shop where I wanted to steal things, they sold gorgeous dolls with lovely big bloomers for knickers (why do we ALWAYS look!?!). I bought one for Celyn and had her sitting atop my Artbin the whole retreat then. So if you were at Brecons, this photo, taken when she was fast asleep (I love my new camera which has proper F stops!!) is just to show you how my girly-girl loves her new doll, 'Plait Hair'... named by Celyn about 1 minute after owning her.

No one said my girl was original on the naming front. LOL Another doll she owns is called 'Pinky Pink' (the doll's hair is pink!).

15 out of 10 for "awwww" factor though eh?

Easter Scrapping

Just a simple layout of my girly-girl when she was nearly 7 months old. Heavily inspired by a layout from one of the Autumn Leaves books. And I'm completely irritated because I can't find my DMC threads for adoration nor sixpence, so I can't finish off the little thingummies (name escapes me for the moment). One of the classes at The South Wales Crop yesterday was Fiona's 'C is for Chocolate Cake' (my version below) and I had the thought then to create an A B C album for Celyn to edge her along the road to reading. She actually did read the word 'Yum' on this layout (didn't know the sound for Y (it's pronounced 'ih' in her name of course) but once I said that letter phonetically she put it together with 'uh' and 'mmm' and then said the word). So this is going to be 'Y is for Yum Yum' (I'll do the other part of the title on the side) and I'm going to carry on and get the layouts done quickety-quick (otherwise, at my usual rate, she'll be about 10 by the time I've finished it, and probably reading fairly well by then! LOL

I know a lot of people would say my handwriting spoils the layout but I really do have a thing about getting journaling down and getting it down in your own scrawl. As I say in my 'Journaling With Doughnuts' class, your descendants aren't going to give a rat's bottom whether your handwriting is stunning or not (they'll just love that it's something of you). Nor will they care that it may not have the eloquence of Oscar Wilde.

Anyway...enjoyed having a little Easter Sunday scrap. Been feeling a little bit low today so enjoyed the self-indulgence.





















Later 'gator

Easter

I think I love Easter much more than I love Christmas (especially when
it falls in April). The flowers and trees are all bursting back into bloom, baby animals are in the fields, the sun begins to shine (after a long winter it's such a welcome sight!), and the promise of long summer days beckons. Not only that, but Easter to me is about the living Christ. For me it's not really about chocolate eggs and bunny rabbits (although these things are nice!) but about my love for a Saviour who bled at every pore so that I might be forgiven, and who rose from the dead so that I might live with my family and friends forever.

If you fancy a bit of uplifting Easteriness, please watch these short films. Happy Easter everyone

(Tsk! These people that bring religion into Easter *roll eyes*)

A few more pics of Brecons...

Most are mine, and some are fellow Breconees'...



They don't make sheep quite the same way on The Wirral as they do here in Wales!


Linz and Rach

and Imogen, Linz and Katie-Jane

Gill and Chris (well...Chris' bum anyway...)

Another of that gorgeous view (and we had gorgeous weather too)

I was really rubbish at getting off my backside and actually taking photos at this retreat...I've not got photos of so many people. Bad Chrissie, bad, bad, bad. So if you've got pictures, please email them to me at Chrissie@ScrappersUnlimited.co.uk

Oh. Happy Easter by the way.

A Chunk of Chutney...

Sitting it out. Am I bothered...bothered?
I stare - brace the shot. I'm in company.

I had a letter yesterday from one of the girlies who took my Journaling With Chutney class last Saturday at the Brecons Retreat. (A letter I tell you! They still exist! And they are still lovely to receive.)

Katie-Jane had used this photo as inspiration for writing some iambic pentameter poetry journaling, to use when she actually scrapbooks it. This photo of her then boyfriend (now husband) Rob (on the left) was taken at a wedding in Paris. Rob is a good friend of mine too. The other guy in the picture is a French friend of Katie's from when she lived in Greece. Oh stop your whinging! It's not THAT complicated!

The point of all my ramblings is that this is literally the ONLY photo she has of Rob from their dating days, simply because he absolutely hates having his picture taken. She took some the other day on their digi camera and when she went to print them, found that he'd deleted the lot. He only bore the annoyance of this snap because he was with Katie's friend!

I asked the ladies in my journaling class to write a couple of lines of blank iambic pentameter (taught them how first, of course!) for 5 photos, just to get the feel of the metre. And the letter contained the lines I've written above.

I don't think her writing would have been so good had she not had the structure of the metre to work with. Fab isn't it? I told her on the phone, "Well...now we have to talk about ceasura and enjambment..." Heh heh heh...

Get Me!

Ain't I just da bomb with my new header? Thank you, thank you Jools for your kind help using Photoshop. I am a baby Photoshopper but fast heading towards toddlerdom. Mwwwaaah x

Brecons...

I love ellipses...

Anyway... we had the best time at the Brecons retreat. What a great group of ladies. I'm not going to single anyone out... except...the kids. We had 3 children at our weekend in Wales, and they were just so lovely. Charlotte and Dan came down from London with their parents, and I spent a whole dinner persuading Charlotte to try food (just try it...put in your mouth, chew 5 times, spit out if necessary) because she is of the 'I'll only eat plain pasta with a bit of cheese' brigade. Great fun! And her little brother was a complete delight and made me cry at the end of the retreat (tsk!). He gave me one of his layouts "because you didn't win anything". So so so sweet. I shall post that layout on here tomorrow.

And then we had 11 year old Bethany who was just so polite and lovely (and loaned me her pens for doodling).

The classes were great. Personally I just loved taking Sue's clipboard class. It was so fun AND I've already used it. Twice! We had a great classroom on the first floor, overlooking 'that view', with huge Georgian sash windows (read "LOADS of light"!). My journaling with chutney class went well too (which is good, as it was the first time I'd taught it). I've received 3 verses of iambic pentameter from ladies who took that class this week, one of which I will again post later cos I luuuurved it. And my other class, 'Glamour Girl', was fun...you've never seen so many people punching 1" circles in all your born days - LOL

Here's a couple of the other classes too. These ickle photos just never do them justice.

I shall also post challenge winners entries later as well (grief, I'm going to be blogging till kindom come at this rate).

How funny is THIS!?

My fingers idly tapped out www.amazon.co.uk today to hunt for a book I've been wanting on scrapbook design (thinking in the back of my mind to get my mum involved in purchasing books for herself...her passion...and then wait for the inevitable, "Oh, I'll buy that one for you."

Oh WHAT?!! Give me a break. At least I'm honest!).

Anyhooo...I typed 'Scrapbook Design' in the search facility, and the first book on the resulting list was this! It's a crime novel based around scrapbooking. Toooooooooo funny. This one is due to be published in June, but there are 3 others. And I quote the first couple of paragraphs of Chapter 1 of Keepsakes Crimes (ahem...):

Carmela Bertrand spun out a good fifteen inches of gold ribbon and snipped it off tidily. "This" she told the little group of scrapbookers clustered around her table, "gets added to the center panel." Heads bobbed, and eager eyes followed Carmela's hands as she punched two quick holes in the scrapbook page, then deftly threaded the ribbon through.

The ladies had been asking about wedding scrapbooks, and Carmela had come up with a layout that was easy for beginners yet elegant in appearance. Color photos of a bride and bridesmaids were alternated with squares of embossed floral paper, three down and three across, like a giant tic-tac-toe board. A diamond-shaped card, perfect for personal jottings, was positioned in the center.

How hilarious. *Chrissie makes a mental note NEVER to create that layout*

Now...back to getting my mum to buy the actual book I want...

All I can say is...

Look at that view. And the hotel we were looking at it from. Sheep (and boingy, tail-waggling newborn lambs) baaing in the morning as you woke up. Daffodils everywhere. And the little tiny town of Crickhowell just 5 minutes down the road was just happiness. Sue and I popped down there on Friday morning and we were both completely tempted to stay a lot longer...drawn in by a very evil art gallery type shop which made us spend money and had beautiful beautiful beautiful things in it that I wanted to run out of the shop with under my arm shouting, "Quick Sue...get the car!!!"

Oh. And the food. Outstanding food. Food served pleasantly and in a lovely restaurant or in the terrace room (with big squashy sofas and windows looking out on that view!)

Hotel staff...well, one of the Scrappers Unlimited team said she felt like you could put on your jammies and wander around like that for most of the evening and they wouldn't bat an eyelid. It was like staying in someone's house, it was so relaxing, and yet we were very well looked after. They were so helpful and friendly. I felt like giving them a hug at the end...they were like pals you were saying goodbye to. My bed (and I can of course only speak for myself) was the best hotel bed I've ever stayed in.

And that's just the hotel...

More later on the scrapbooking. All of that and scrapbooking for 3 days. I tell you...it was just HAPPINESS!!

Just killin' time...

While the hair dye I have on my hair takes. Just another 5 minutes...

Can't go to the Brecon Beacons Retreat looking like a badger now can we??

Oh my goodness me, I was up till 2.30 last night and I just could NOT wake up this morning at 7 when my (mobile phone) alarm went off. I woke up an hour later holding my Pebl nice and warm under the duvet with me - LOL. It had a little kip pressed to my bosom - bless. Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow...

I am starting to get excited now. Will feel a heck of a lot better once I'm in the car driving, which I hope will be in about 1 hour. So ...ooo...time to shower.

Adios!

Classes!

Well the Brecon Beacons retreat is tomorrow (and breeeeeeathe...) and both my classes are ready and I'm all excited about them. I finished work on my journaling class yesterday and thought I'd share...a bit...just a smidgen...just a tantalising morsel...

So we're going to be Journaling with Chutney. (I also do a Journaling with Doughnuts class too!). Why chutney? It's something to do with using poetry in your journaling (I can almost hear everyone clicking their mouses to shut down this blog RIGHT NOW - LOL). But believe me...by the end of this class my ladies will be writing in iambic pentameter with imagery and all sorts. We'll be playing the piano, saying words out loud in various accents, looking at Picasso drawings, knowing what 'opsimath' means, and tapping out ti-TUM, ti-TUM, ti-TUM, ti-TUM, ti-TUM on the table. We'll be reading poetry from Wordsworth to Roger McGough, talking about volcanos, and staring at photos.

It's going to be a BLAST!! (I. Love. Teaching!)

Procrastination...

is a marvellous thing. I've got tons to do for the Brecon Beacons retreat and I'm faffing about on here changing my blog template. Tum tee tum.

Okay, okay...off to pack goodie bags (you're SUCH a nag).

Once upon a time...

By Celyn. Age 3 (and a half) (written down, word for word, this morning)

"This is a story all about Father Christmas.

Father Christmas was stuck in the snow. Then a little pea came rolling, and then Father Christmas went to sleep. Then a camel was passing down the road. Then there was a zebra and the camel went and put a zebra suit on by mistake because it was a camel.

One day it was night-time. Everybody was alseep but only little girl was going out. The girl taked seven toys out of his bag. A cloth, then a bracelet and then a necklace was rolling, and it stopped on the street. A night-light was up and there was a little thing that was over there. It was a foot that was broken off and it was Humpty Dumpty's leg. He fell off the wall and broke his head off. Then his lips froze together and nearly his eyes fell off. His eyebrows just winked. His ear sank right into his forehead and then into his chin and it went right into his beard.

And then the pea did be squashed by a big enormous apple. And then a little nose just came to school and then went back again by mistake because it wasn't home time.

The end."

(So, at which point did YOU start laughing? Only 3 year olds can get away with stories that bizarre and not be hauled off by men in white coats).

The biggest buzz!

As mentioned before, Julia and I taught a Scrappers Unlimited seminar on design in Reading last weekend and we gave our delegates some challenges upon their return home.

I've just had this in from Tina who lives in Aylesbury. I'm just so chuffed! She says:

"I just wanted to thank you for a totally inspiring day on Saturday. Like so many scrappers, I was at a place where I wasn't keen to 'scraplift' other people's work, yet unable to come up with strong designs of my own.

"When I came on Saurday, I was hoping that I would come away with a few ideas to help develop my own design skills, and I have to say, the seminar more than met my expectations.

"I drove home desperate to start collating my ideas, and certain that I needed to restart the habit from my college days of keeping sketchbooks full of ideas and inspiration. Having done so, I have scrapped with more confidence and speed than ever before! No more dithering about wondering where to put things; it was just a case of choosing photos and papers and cardstock to match. I have halved my use of 'repositionable' adhesive, and stuck things down without agonising for days first. What freedom!

"I have actually made several LO's based on the things that I started to learn on Saturday. Since music has always played a hugely important part in my life, it occurred to me that album covers with their 12" format would be an ideal starting point. So I attach a LO based on an album cover for you to look at. I hope you like it!"




















When people respond to what you teach...now THAT's the biggest buzz in the WORLD!

Yey!