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01/12/2011

The truth, the whole truth, and...

...nothing but the truth.

Occasionally I hear comments from some of my Dear Readers which make me realize that focusing the writing of my blog on the positive things in my life (little or large), lead them to believe things about me that, well, just ain't so.

I do sleep.

I do sit down.

I do make lots and lots of mistakes.

And things don't always go just like I'd planned or imagined.

Here are my first ten inchies of the new year - presented with, perhaps, a bit more 'balance' than the inchies before them.

January 1

Because of our incredible popularity, the Prince and I were 100% completely alone all of New Year's Day.

And because we are such creative, exciting individuals, we did absolutely nothing all day.

And we continued to do so into the wee hours of the night.

Sometime during those wee hours of the night, a movie which had flitted by when we were channel surfing reminded the Prince of a song in one of the Three Stooges movies.

You can listen to the Three Stooges Swingin' the Alphabet on Youtube.

If you dare.

It's very hard to get it out of your head once you hear it.

I think I had been up too long when the Prince played it for me.

Because I laughed really hard.

And it's not really funny.

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January 2

I already posted about cutting the tips off the purple Q-tips.

I was actually very excited to find out that I could buy cotton swabs in a variety of colors at the Dollar Store.

Why is that?

And how ridiculous is that?

Is it as ridiculous as the fact that I couldn't seem to remember, from snip to snip, to cup my hand around the Q-tips as I clipped them, to keep them from flying all over the room?

I was still sweeping them up days later.

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January 3

I celebrated the first anniversary of my blahg by having a giveaway.

I did not bake a cake.

But I was too tired to attempt drawing the paper doll I made on the Inchie.

So there.

Sometimes I flake out like that.

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January 4

I've also already posted about the tissue paper flowers I made for the wedding.

I didn't tell you that I made about fifty tissue paper flowers before I thought about using two different colors and putting in a center.

-------

January 5

We had fun making Gloppy and the other Candyland images for Miss Helping Hands' door/hall decs.

They didn't require a lot of work, and they all turned out well.

Except for the fact that I made one too many little snips when I was cutting out the big snowflake for Queen Frostine's block.

I found little pieces of it in the entryway the day after Miss Helping Hands returned to school.

-------

January 6

Yes, the 180 cupcakes tasted wonderful because I was fortunate enough to find two really great recipes, and to have a good friend help me make and fill them .

But she didn't arrive until after I'd baked the first 50 white cupcakes.

And I baked the first 50 white cupcakes before reading how many cupcakes the recipe would yield.

I overfilled all fifty of those little muffin cups.

So I had to trim the side bulges from the tops of fifty white cupcakes with the kitchen shears.

Eesh.

-------

January 7

I worked at the church all day helping the bride and groom, and their friends and family, set up the reception area for the big day.

I made it home just in time to go to dinner with the Prince, my Seesters, Me Darlin' Mither and my Leetle Brudder (visiting from Arizona).

After dinner at our usual place, we went to Beeg Seester and Bro's to celebrate Me Darlin' Mither's 86th birthday.

Four of Mither,s nine children were there, along with many of Mither's 32 grandchildren, some of her thirty-something (I've lost count) great-grandchildren and various beloved in-laws.

After the cake was served (ohmygoodness-three layers of white cake with fillings of raspberry and lemon, topped with icing and coconut) we took turns sharing the things each of us love about Me Darlin' Mither.

"She's kind."

"She always shows such interest in our lives."

"She's kind."

"She's interesting."

"She's kind."

"She's so cool."

"She's kind."

"She makes you feel so special."

Some day, I would just love for someone to tell me "you're just like your mother".

But it probably won't happen.

My mother would never attend someone's 86th birthday without bringing a gift.

-------

January 8

I was up early so I could snatch a visit and have a cup of coffee with my Leetle Brudder and Me Darlin' Mither before going to the church to finish the decorating.

I was so grateful to have Miss Mary Mack with me at the church...pulling tablecloths off the ironing board as I ironed them, being a second pair of hands and feet and just an all-around big help.

We got home with just enough time to shower and dress before returning to the church to frost the cupcakes and attend the wedding.

During that mad dash, the Prince handed me an envelope which had come in the day's mail.

Enclosed was a check; payment for the three inchies I'd sold to the author of a "five page master class" article about inchies (which was published in Papercraft Inspirations magazine in the UK).

Though some of my work has been published in the past, this is the first time I've been paid for it.

And I really appreciated that.

I didn't get to pause and enjoy the moment too much because, as I said, it was a mad dash to get back to the church in time to frost those cupcakes.

I packed the ice chest full of ice, mixed the vanilla and sugar in the containers of cream and placed them, along with my Kitchenaid mixing bowl and whisk attachment, on the ice.

I packed a couple of spatulas and some broad knives.

I took the 180 cupcakes out of the freezer and put them in the car.

And away we went.

We met Miss Helping Hands at the church, and the three of us girls were all ready to whip cream, frost cupcakes, sprinkle sugar crystals, and fill up the four tiers of the cake stand.

But.

I'd left the actual mixer at home.

The Prince came to our rescue (it's what the Prince does) and brought us the mixer.

But we were a half-hour behind schedule.

We finished the cupcakes, cleared away our things, and took our seats at the wedding...

...just as the first bridesmaid came down the aisle.

-------

January 9

I did absolutely nothing.

I did not go to church.

I did not get dressed.

I did not make anything.

I did not clean anything.

I did nothing.

I did see my first snowflake of the season.

But I did not even step outside.

-------

January 10

I went to work on Monday, but once I got home I could not seem to get motivated about anything.

I decided, late in the evening, to stamp a few bumblebee images...

and maybe get started on some Valentines.

It started me thinking about the days when I worked for my incredibly talented friend, Pat.

She taught me how to layer color with my colored pencils, and she used this bee to do it.

I thought maybe I'd try to pass the lesson along to the young artist I'd met while camping in Colorado, so I made a little step-by-step to send to him.

But (just so you know the real state of things)...

...this is the rest of the picture.

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...nothing but the truth.

I do sleep.

I do sit down.

I do make lots and lots of mistakes.

And things don't always go just like I'd planned or imagined.

Here are my first ten inchies of the new year - presented with, perhaps, a bit more 'balance' than the inchies before them.

January 1

Because of our incredible popularity, the Prince and I were 100% completely alone all of New Year's Day.

And because we are such creative, exciting individuals, we did absolutely nothing all day.

And we continued to do so into the wee hours of the night.

Sometime during those wee hours of the night, a movie which had flitted by when we were channel surfing reminded the Prince of a song in one of the Three Stooges movies.

You can listen to the Three Stooges Swingin' the Alphabet on Youtube.

If you dare.

It's very hard to get it out of your head once you hear it.

I think I had been up too long when the Prince played it for me.

Because I laughed really hard.

And it's not really funny.

-------

January 2

I already posted about cutting the tips off the purple Q-tips.

I was actually very excited to find out that I could buy cotton swabs in a variety of colors at the Dollar Store.

Why is that?

And how ridiculous is that?

Is it as ridiculous as the fact that I couldn't seem to remember, from snip to snip, to cup my hand around the Q-tips as I clipped them, to keep them from flying all over the room?

I was still sweeping them up days later.

-------

January 3

I celebrated the first anniversary of my blahg by having a giveaway.

I did not bake a cake.

But I was too tired to attempt drawing the paper doll I made on the Inchie.

So there.

Sometimes I flake out like that.

-------

January 4

I've also already posted about the tissue paper flowers I made for the wedding.

I didn't tell you that I made about fifty tissue paper flowers before I thought about using two different colors and putting in a center.

-------

January 5

We had fun making Gloppy and the other Candyland images for Miss Helping Hands' door/hall decs.

They didn't require a lot of work, and they all turned out well.

Except for the fact that I made one too many little snips when I was cutting out the big snowflake for Queen Frostine's block.

I found little pieces of it in the entryway the day after Miss Helping Hands returned to school.

-------

January 6

Yes, the 180 cupcakes tasted wonderful because I was fortunate enough to find two really great recipes, and to have a good friend help me make and fill them .

But she didn't arrive until after I'd baked the first 50 white cupcakes.

And I baked the first 50 white cupcakes before reading how many cupcakes the recipe would yield.

I overfilled all fifty of those little muffin cups.

So I had to trim the side bulges from the tops of fifty white cupcakes with the kitchen shears.

Eesh.

-------

January 7

I worked at the church all day helping the bride and groom, and their friends and family, set up the reception area for the big day.

I made it home just in time to go to dinner with the Prince, my Seesters, Me Darlin' Mither and my Leetle Brudder (visiting from Arizona).

After dinner at our usual place, we went to Beeg Seester and Bro's to celebrate Me Darlin' Mither's 86th birthday.

Four of Mither,s nine children were there, along with many of Mither's 32 grandchildren, some of her thirty-something (I've lost count) great-grandchildren and various beloved in-laws.

"She's kind."

"She always shows such interest in our lives."

"She's kind."

"She's interesting."

"She's kind."

"She's so cool."

"She's kind."

"She makes you feel so special."

Some day, I would just love for someone to tell me "you're just like your mother".

But it probably won't happen.

My mother would never attend someone's 86th birthday without bringing a gift.

-------

January 8

I was up early so I could snatch a visit and have a cup of coffee with my Leetle Brudder and Me Darlin' Mither before going to the church to finish the decorating.

I was so grateful to have Miss Mary Mack with me at the church...pulling tablecloths off the ironing board as I ironed them, being a second pair of hands and feet and just an all-around big help.

We got home with just enough time to shower and dress before returning to the church to frost the cupcakes and attend the wedding.

During that mad dash, the Prince handed me an envelope which had come in the day's mail.

Enclosed was a check; payment for the three inchies I'd sold to the author of a "five page master class" article about inchies (which was published in Papercraft Inspirations magazine in the UK).

Though some of my work has been published in the past, this is the first time I've been paid for it.

And I really appreciated that.

I didn't get to pause and enjoy the moment too much because, as I said, it was a mad dash to get back to the church in time to frost those cupcakes.

I packed the ice chest full of ice, mixed the vanilla and sugar in the containers of cream and placed them, along with my Kitchenaid mixing bowl and whisk attachment, on the ice.

I packed a couple of spatulas and some broad knives.

I took the 180 cupcakes out of the freezer and put them in the car.

And away we went.

We met Miss Helping Hands at the church, and the three of us girls were all ready to whip cream, frost cupcakes, sprinkle sugar crystals, and fill up the four tiers of the cake stand.

But.

I'd left the actual mixer at home.

The Prince came to our rescue (it's what the Prince does) and brought us the mixer.

But we were a half-hour behind schedule.

We finished the cupcakes, cleared away our things, and took our seats at the wedding...

...just as the first bridesmaid came down the aisle.

-------

January 9

I did absolutely nothing.

I did not go to church.

I did not get dressed.

I did not make anything.

I did not clean anything.

I did nothing.

I did see my first snowflake of the season.

But I did not even step outside.

-------

January 10

I went to work on Monday, but once I got home I could not seem to get motivated about anything.

I decided, late in the evening, to stamp a few bumblebee images...

and maybe get started on some Valentines.

It started me thinking about the days when I worked for my incredibly talented friend, Pat.

She taught me how to layer color with my colored pencils, and she used this bee to do it.

I thought maybe I'd try to pass the lesson along to the young artist I'd met while camping in Colorado, so I made a little step-by-step to send to him.

But (just so you know the real state of things)...

...this is the rest of the picture.