No Scrapping Mojo

I’ve been itching to scrap lately.. Great but the moment
I sit down and think of what I want to start on. The mojo
disappears. Kakainis!!! Its like I want to do it na already
and yet I can’t seem to squeeze it in. I know my friends would
say nothing like a little scrapshopping to help you bounce back.
hmmm… although I have been eyeing the new crop-a-dile II
and the cricut design studio.. Hayyyy wish lists are endless
I admit i’ve been good lately I only made 2 scrapbooking
related purchases this month which is a record in itself.

Pero in fairness I did all of our christmas cards last Christmas.
I am proud to say that I didn’t buy any Christmas card
I made them all.Didn’t take any photos of the cards that
I sent because as soon as I made the cards I wrote our
greetings and put them on an envelope then sent
them as soon as i have finished them to beat the christmas
rush.

I was really touched that some of the recipients emailed
me to send me their thank you’s. I really am.. It warmed my
heart to let me know that someone took the time to thank
me to say that they appreciated my work.

Pero after the Christmas cards I feel like it sucked
the mojo right out of me. Maybe it needed a break’
and will come back when I least expect it. With
a vengeance. In the meantime while I wait maybe
I do need to do some scrap shopping to help me
bounce right back.

Happy Birthday Andie.

Today is Andie’s 8th Birthday..

I feel sad that there’s no way for me to see her

talk to her, hug her or even kiss her.

I feel the void that she left in our lives..

Even if we have our own daughter

it doesn’t help me at all. She’s never going

to be replaced. There were many what if’s and

what could have been’s. As far as Andie

is concerned.
I hope that she’s having a happy birthday.
I hope she has a cake with candles that she
could make a wish and blow it out. Some ice cream
and some gifts that she could open.

We love her so much.. We will always

keep her memories in our hearts..

Blender Bottle

I never thought that I’d be impressed with whatever it is
that they sell on tv. Usually kasi pag may nabibili ako
na binebenta sa home shopping pangit ang quality.
Pero naaliw ako dito sa product na ito:

Let me just paste what it says on the website of Home Shopping Network kung saan ko sya binili

This 4-pack of 28 Ounce Blender Bottles makes it easy to mix everything from powdered drinks to pancake mix, without the hassle of dragging out and having to clean the mixer or blender. Just drop the innovative BlenderBall into the cup, screw on the top and shake it until your ingredients are completely mixed. Ideal for whipping up sports drinks at the gym, scrambling eggs for breakfast or mixing delicious dressings for your salad, you’ll find uses for your Blender Bottles wherever you go.

28 oz. Blender Bottle Shaker and Mixer Set Features:
(4) 28 ounce cups with screw-on lids and stainless steel wire whisk BlenderBalls
Large drink/pour spouts with snap-close flip top
Easy-grip ridges
Embossed ounce and millimeter markings – fill to the top for 28 ounces of your favorite refreshment
Dishwasher safe

I love this product..

This is not a paid post..

7 Weird Things About Me

I was tagged by my friend Pinky

1. I have an unusual fascination for collecting things
about St. Therese.I don’t want a big collection
just small things that I carry in my purse or a chain
that I wear around my neck.

2.I always call out to St.Anthonywhen I’m looking
for something.Weird?? hey but it works..

3. I used to think that I had a onewho got away story.
But when I saw him again I was soo thankful
I was no longer with him.

4. I have a photographic memorywhen it comes
to birthdays. I don’t know why.

5. In my head I already have a plan
of what Adrianne’s first birthday will be.

6. I share a special sisterly with my cousin Bee.
I should feel guilty that I’m closer to her more than with my
other sister. But strangely enough I don’t weird huh?

7. I miss Andrea so much. I think about her everyday.
I don’t talk her about as much hoping that it would be less painful.
The pain of losing her I will carry it and I don’t think that
the ache and the longing will ever go away.

Unwritten-Natasha Bedingfield

I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined
I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you can not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can’t live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you can not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you can not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten