I saw a really cute card made with the Pretty Postage set and the postage stamp punch. I also saw a sofa that had a Baja Breeze, Wild Wasabi, Very Vanilla, Basic Gray print – also adorable. So I put the two together and created a card. But then I looked at the original again, and it was a lot easier (and cuter) than the way I did it. So I’m going to “redo” that one. In the meantime…
Mom brought our friend Mildred to the workshop last week, and she had the most gorgeous blouse on. She very graciously posed while I took a photo of her shirt. (Oh, Janet, what am I going to do for inspiration when you move?) Hers was a little more “Night of Navy,” but I thought the Pacific Point looked a little more tropical with the Wild Wasabi, Melon Mambo and Tangerine Tango.
Stamp sets: Fabulous Florets, Fifth Avenue Floral; Ink: Melon Mambo, Tangerine Tango, Daffodil Delight stampin’ write markers; Pacific Point, Melon Mambo classic; Melon Mambo classic ink refill; Versamark; Paper: Tangerine Tango, Whisper White, Pacific Point; Other: Embossing Buddy, heat tool, decorative label punch, Whisper White taffeta ribbon, stampin’ dimensionals, aqua painter; Tangerine Tango, Melon Mambo and Wild Wasabi embossing powder
This makes me feel really warm all over. Or maybe it’s the 90° temps today. Whatever it is, it makes me feel like I’m on a deserted island with lots of flowers and white, sandy beaches.
Don’t you love that Melon Mambo taffeta ribbon? You’re right, it’s dyed. It’s Whisper White taffeta, and I dyed it with Melon Mambo classic refill and alcohol. (Bless Kath Ricks’ heart forever for sharing that secret!) The alcohol is kind of like using vinegar with food coloring to color Easter eggs; it really zings up the color. And it doesn’t get all splotchy, either.
We spent the afternoon “on the other side of the mountain” – which means east of here, closer to Washington, DC, in the metropolitan area. I always feel like the Pope, because after a day “in the city,” when we hit Rt. 7 just west of Berryville (i.e. close to home), I always want to get out and kiss the ground. I won’t though, because, well – the ground is filthy. And the asphalt burns your lips. And several little woodland creatures tried that and it didn’t end well for them at all. May I just say, though that people are nuts out there today. And they can’t drive. And they’re a little rude and thoughtless. So how is that different from any other day “over there,” right?
Life is just kinder here, I think, even though “the city” is moving westward and it’s not pretty. I have a friend from that area, and he’s always laughing at the Winchester area natives, because anything east of here is “the city.” Whenever someone says they went to “the city,” Tom always asks, “Which city?” It doesn’t really matter. Once you pass Berryville (the next town east of Winchester), it’s all one big city, even though there are different names. And it’s all kind of the same – too many people and too much traffic in too small an area. Give me the slower paced, more polite wide open spaces. Or a deserted tropical island with sandy white beaches. (Of course, before it was deserted, someone would have had to bring electricity and plumbing!)
Thanks for stopping in! I’m going to fix that postage card now. Have a wonderful Memorial Day! Do take a minute to remember all those who gave so much for our freedom.