15 September 2014

Digital Scrapbooking HQ - Guest Blogger

Today I am so THRILLED to be the guest blogger at Digital Scrapbooking HQ. A BIG BIG thank you to my sweet friend Melissa Shanhun!!! I hope you have a chance to hop over and visit her blog, it is FABULOUS!!

My sweet friend, Melissa, is a Aussie mum of three and avid digital scrapbooker. She loves to show others how fun and easy it can be to record your precious memories with tech tools like Photoshop Elements. 

THANK you again my friend for sharing my words and my heart!!

Happy Monday to you all! I'm so excited to be featured over at Monday Mojo with Lisa Harris and 'My Kreative Pursuits'! Lisa's Monday Mojo challenge is definitely one of the most fun, innovative and creative challenges that I have participated in!! It really stretched my creativity and took me 'out of my box'! 

For this challenge you are given a color palette, technique, prompt, sketch and an embellishment idea to follow and include on your page(s). Not only did this challenge spark my imagination, but took me back in time and helped me tell a story so endearing to my heart. I hope you will hop over to My Kreative Pursuits to find out more about this challenge and join in the fun.

I had so much fun creating the papers and embellishments for this challenge that I want to share a few of them with you... to download the papers click here.

Thanks for popping by and I hope you all have a great week!

26 August 2014

Are you a list maker? I am... I LOVE lists!!! And I can't wait to join in on the 30 Days Of Lists, starting September 1st! This will be my first time and I am really looking forward to it! My sweet friend Monika Wright owner of 'I Love It All' is sponsoring this round of listing adventures with a ton of other crafty people. 


I'm so excited, I just received my handmade mix-media journal from Monika of I Love It All... isn't this just fantastic!! I'm ready to use it!!

Purchase this journal here
Register for 30 Days Of Lists here

To start off this round of 30 Days Of Lists I am participating in the 30 Days Of Lists blog hop... using a prompt from the March 2011 30 Days of Lists. I chose the prompt 'Things I Love About _____".

To see more listers... click here.

22 August 2014


For those of you that follow me, you know how much I LOVE Ali Edwards and today I am so most EXCITED for her... I just can't wait to see where her new path is leading!! Ali has been such a WONDERFUL inspiration and teacher to me -and all of us who are memory keepers- over the years!! To quote my sweet friend Monika Wright (I could not say this any better) "May you continue to craft your stories to inspire us to craft ours! Thank you for always inspiring and always encouraging ALL of us and to remind us that OUR stories DO matter."

I made a little video that I wanted to share with all of you. Here is why stories matter to me...

21 July 2014

Make A Page Monday with Cathy Zielske

The Triumphant Return of Make A Page Monday with Cathy Zielske!

As many of you know I am a HUGE BIG fan of Cathy Zielske!! I love her clean graphic style, her choice of color, her story telling and her raw honesty!!! Well, actually I just love everything about her!! She is poignant, humorous and ohhhh so inspiring!!! THANK you Cathy for inspiring me to scrap today with the revival of your 'Make A Page Monday'. See her post about it here.

Page ingredients:

LFDD The Graduate and America - God Bless 

Blueprints: Pixels2Pages Daily Files by Kerrianne Hobbs and March 2014 Blueprint Shopping (templates combined), Challenge #209 - Layered Titles

Debbie Hodge Story Swoop

26 June 2014

A Love Letter To My Body

I love Cathy Zielske and am an avid reader of her blog... I just had to share this article from her blog here which lead me to the article below... A Love Letter To My Body. It seems as if so many women, on a daily basis (me included), struggle with our body image... this is a good reminder...



The first thing I need to say to you is I am sorry.

I am sorry for criticizing and denigrating and hating the vessel that I received, at birth, as a passport into this world.

I have looked in bathroom mirrors as though they were hung in a fun house. I have pulled the skin from my hips and belly and told myself that I was worth less because I gained a few pounds.

I have starved myself down to a ghost of myself, all bones and teeth and whites of eyes.

There were days when I only consumed coffee, alcohol and cigarettes.

There were days when I wrote down everything I ate and decided on if I would eat the next day depending on if I “passed” or “failed.”

I told myself I’d only be seen naked once I’d earned a six-pack.

And when my depression took hold, it knew it could always find me at “Body Insecurity Lane”: I kept a house there and visited often. It was mud-coloured and small on the inside and it smelled of a girl who lay on her bed in a shut room and cried.

I was never right. I was never enough.

What made it more confusing was that within my hatred there was a part of me fighting so hard against it. I read a lot of body-positive pieces in magazines, listened to body-positive music and saw a lot of body-positive art and I felt badly that I was not quite there.

I felt ashamed that I couldn’t wear you comfortably—that I’d never been able to wear you comfortably.

Then all of a sudden, something started to shift. It was a confluence of things: years of trying to get there. Reading a book that reminded me that everyone has appetites.

Listening to a talk on the power of vulnerability and how poor body image can cause us to want to remain invisible—how poor body image can reduce us to less than we are supposed to be.

And I thought: no. I will not end up, at the end of my life, as being less than what I should have been just because I couldn’t figure out how to love myself.

You have always been basically healthy (give or take a few “factory defects” as I’ve taken to calling them). Thank you for being remarkably cold and flu resistant.

Thank you for being strong—you have undergone years of abuse and you still carry me wherever I need to go.

My feet are thick and wide—not pretty in the conventional sense but functional and graceful in their own way. Thank you for the walking, the dancing, the feel of cold water on bare skin and the etching of each stone in the pavement.

Thank you for the running.

Thank you for the legs that help me stand up, these muscular, tattooed foundations that crouch and lift and help me move through the world. With them I have been able to walk down narrow cobblestone alleys in Marrakesh and thread through dense forest pathways and hold babies on my lap.

And there is the curve of my hips and the curve of my belly.

My arms can lift and my hands write, touch, pet and love.

My lips kiss and taste and speak; my eyes see stars and sun and snow and people I love.

I didn’t understand until recently that my body was a miracle and a poem in motion.

A poem given to me that I continue to write every day.

I will spend the rest of my life loving you—and no, I’m not quite exactly sure how, but I think it starts with following my heart.

If you want to be dressed in feathers and long skirts, if you want to rub amber along the insides of your wrists, if you want to eat cake, run, skinny dip or sit in meditation—if you want to make love, or drink lemonade, or be quiet for days in the long wheat fields on the farm—body, we are in this together.

Yes. Let’s do this.

I know we all have different paths to walk and been given different bodies and I am sorry that I tried to make you into something that wasn’t mine.

I will honor you and be grateful for every day you give me.

I am tired of all using all the energy that I’ve put towards hating you. I want to fully inhabit my life and fully inhabit you. I want to see what I can accomplish if I think of my body as being on the same team as me.

Thank you for giving me this moment to realize and to forgive myself.

In the name of not just self-acceptance, but radical, all-consuming, healthful love and appreciation—