That lady right there, that's my grandma, mi abuelita, a woman unlike any other. She was a warrior and a rose. I cannot tell you how much she meant to me, or how she's inspired me to be the person that I am. I miss her all the time, because there have been about a thousand situations where I could have bent her ear and gotten her advice, and a thousand grumblings of my tummy where I could have used her AWESOME homecooking. There are so many stories that are not told. So much gossip not shared over coffee. I just miss her.
So this layout is brought to you by October Afternoon (except the light yellow mat under the photo, that's Fancy Pants. The dark yellow photo mat and the plaid border-punched paper under the ribbon - that's MME. And the pink paper peeking out from the border punched plaid - that's Crate.) I used sprINKlers to break up a little bit of that gray stripe (the more I stared at it, the more it started to hurt my eye, so I misted it with the buttermilk and that grey color, and it seemed to do the trick), and then just assembled layers using different papers and punches and ribbons from my stash.
this was my favorite part of the layout, these cute layered flowers. I used a tattered flower die cut and the big shot to cut out muslin and burlap, and layered embroidery thread, book paper, and an adhesive pearl. Sadly, there are no notes tucked in with that journaling card. Now that I'm posting it, it does seem weird, so I think I'll go ahead and tuck in some hidden journaling to finish it off before it goes into my album. See? Blogging actually IS helping!
Anyway, it seems like it's going to be a long week. Today feels like it's going to be nice and rainy, and on days like this, I love nothing more than to take naps and play with pretty papers. I have to go to work, though. Alas. Then I have to hit the gym. Alas.
Hey, so speaking of the gym, I'm finding it kind of hard to enjoy. I work out with gusto, I know I could give it more if I needed to, but I feel like I leave a sufficient amount of blood, sweat, and tears there on the gym floor. I just don't look forward to it. When does that happen? I keep hearing people talk about how much energy it gives them, and how it's some natural drug, and I just don't see it. I would much rather be at my craft table. ;) I'm hoping it gets there, though, because I know it's good for me, and I do want to be healthier, for the first time in a LONG time (if ever!), so I'm giving it more time.
I'm just whining. I'm tired. Thanks for stopping by.