So Like I Know...

I promised you fabulous blogging for all eternity and that everyday would be filled with tips and wonderful life changing things. Okay maybe not, but you get my point.
But let's be realistic here, my children are so whacking me out it's unreal. Like who knew your kid could seriously mass produce boogers all over the counter. Before I left for Sisiversary I thought "I think it might be better if I just shoot myself in the foot and then that would take my mind off of my wacky children." Though I adore them, they can sometimes really make it hard for a mom not to get reported to social services.
(editor's note: this is all in humor, please do not take the aforementioned story above too seriously, The Scrap Boutique is not held accountable for this person's actions - Kelly told me to tell you that LOL)

So, off to tell you a little more about what's going on here, we are about to celebrate a year at The Scrap Boutique.
AAAAAAAHHHHHHH! isn't that exciting one year - like I've said before that's a big accomplishment for me I don't ever stick to anything longer than a year, just ask my mom. I'm actually quite surprised I've kept my husband for as long as I have or my children for that matter (ref. story above). I think I've might have had like more than 25 jobs and I'm only 32. And no my mom wasn't some kid slave boss working me in some China sweat shop, I've just held down 3 jobs plenty of times.

What is goin' on?

Yeah, we're back. Like really back to the real world. I can't even begin to tell ya'll everything but I'll try to tell our story - it goes a little sumthing like thiiiisss:

It started at 2AM on Friday

A road trip with "Tellma"

Of course she was the censored version telling me where to go
I don't think my version, "Tellma Uncut" would be so censored (though Mandi does a great impression of it, that we might be able to patent that baby)



On our road trip it wouldn't have been complete without a few scrapbook store stops and dancing and goofing off

Honestly, we had so much fun driving up there, we thought if we didn't have to pick up Paula at the airport in Nashville we might have turned around and ended it there.

So our ride though long was well worth the trip to a hotel full of women squealing like high school or sorority girls, with the other pageant girls running around with their screaming mothers. While I was mistaken for being apart of it, I promise you I wasn't.

So the guessing of sisters began as we entered the hotel and all I could do was just guess who was who b/c of the microscopic avatars or those who post their feet or other creatures.

We met our wonderful roomie, Mandi, who's stripper name is CandiMandi (she might be on Rock of Love 3, if she didn't have such a hot hubby) LOL
She was a wonderful addition to our old bittie group

We went downstairs to eat crappy chips that left an after taste in my mouth like I had been chomping on some leather like a dang cow. Needless to say I didn't get a frickin' doggie bag.

So, we started the event and it was like madly involved creativity everywhere and trying to meet all the sisters in between put my mind in a whirlwind.

We learned a lot from this event though and are super excited about bringing some of the ideas to our event GIRLS GONE CRAFTY

That night I ended up dancing like I thought I was 14 again to Vanilla Ice and paid for it later and sang or shall I say rapped "Baby Got Back" like I knew what I was doing or that I was from the 9th ward or something.

Sang another with Mandi "I love rock n roll"

Went off to our rooms to pass out at 1am or later can't remember

Then woke to 8am crop call and classes.

The games and extras were all wonderful and we really made some fun stuff which I'll post some of my classes later. But in general the creativity was THE BOMB.COM.

Kelly & Paula enjoyed Gigi's class the most and thought it was so inspirational and wait til you see what Kelly did, she actually let go of her inhibitions and really put herself out there.


Paula had to go smoke a cigarette after she couldn't get her frickin' stapler to work on her Hambly flowers in KL's class, but no harm done. I got it b/c I got it like that. LOL

At some point in the night I passed out and woke up with my scrap stuff laying besides me and Mandi, which scared the crap out of me, b/c I don't know if ya'll know this but I don't usually wake up next to a woman, so it kind of freaked me out. LOL

I'm such a suck up, but Ash is like my new obsession along with Jen and all the other fgirls

(sorry didn't have pics of all)
But as far as the ladies that we met I've got several bff's now!

(especially this lady here, TinaLynn)My Washington Women, who were funny as Heck!Mandi (again, yet too cool not to put up several times) and Bekka (someone I really wish I could have gotten to know more)My home girls Holly & Sasha And Paula is a Shot Calla, Shrimp Haula, Scrap Balla!!!!

And Kelly can take a sista out with an elbow!!! Daaanga! Watch Yourself! Show me whatcha workin' wit!!!

Until next time ...

I'll be back with more store info soon, we are still trying to catch up.

I said I would do it ...

I'm finally posting pics of my scrap area. I did a little clean sweep through it after the SOY contest basically hit it like a tornado, although it could have been my two year old that did it.

This is a hall closet converted to a scrap space, the only thing I have missing is a TV and computer, but that will come in due time.

Learn Something Every Day!!

Well, what have I learned this week ...


actually let's just say in the past couple of days ...





Lesson #1: That I should pay close attention to how I say things and maybe put some of my educational background to use when I communicate.


ex. Hunter asked what was I sitting on and how long would I be sitting there, I was responded dumbfoundly, "What?" Hunter: "You just told someone on the phone that you were kind of going to sit on it for awhile."





Lesson #2: Never underestimate the superiority of a child.


ex. I have probably told Hunter a thousand times to not jump off the top of the sofa, but he doesn't get it. I came into the living room to witness Seth fussing at Hunter to not jump off the top of the sofa, b/c he could quite possibly break his legs and never play baseball again. It worked, now why didn't I think of that.





Lesson #3: That which is left out will always be destroyed by two year old.


ex. Layout on Table + Claire = Disaster & New Layout.





Lesson #4: Never ever, ever use staz on ink when said two year old is around.


ex. White walls are now black.





Lesson #5: Don't think for a minute, think in seconds b/c that's all it takes for it to whiz by.