Another Swap Card!

I was getting that last 10 minutes of sleep this morning – you know, the 9 minutes after you hit the snooze for the “last time.”  It was so warm and nice in bed, the house was quiet, and it was a lovely way to start a Monday.  And then – the door burst open and Mike said, “Did you have my keys when we got home the other day?  Where are they?”  He was supposed to meet someone at 8:30 and was running a little late because his truck keys were missing.

I am not and have never been a morning person.  I don’t just wake up, happy and cheerful and ready to start the day.  If I get to bed at 1 a.m., it’s an “early night,” so when I wake up at 7:30 or so, it takes a few minutes to get my head “unfuzzy.”  I need coffee.  Copious amounts of coffee, actually.  And I need a peaceful, calm atmosphere – not heavy metal music, not people rushing around, not a bunch of questions – until after the coffee.  After the 3rd or 4th cup of coffee, I can handle just about anything.

So when Mike came in the room, all I could think was, “Who is this man and what’s he doing in my bedroom?  Keys?  What keys?”  As my mind de-clouded, I remembered.  We had gone to Costco Saturday night and I was helping him carry in some of our supplies.  He came in through the garage…I checked my coat pockets to make sure I hadn’t slipped them in there.  Nope.

The longer I thought about it, though, the more I started remembering (Saturday night was about 36 hours ago!) – we were in separate cars and I got home about 20 minutes before Mike.  I used my keys to unlock the door and never even saw his.  By the time I got this far in the thought process, though,  Mike had borrowed Jon’s set of keys and had left, still probably thinking I had stuck his keys somewhere.  I did, however, remind him when he came back.  “Remember…you went back to your truck to get your stuff from the office.  Did you check your briefcase?” (At the same time I said this, he was already reaching his hand in the case and pulling out his keys.)  I felt very vindicated.  And tired.

I said all that to say I didn’t stamp much today.  My stamping time was spent looking for lost keys, and the rest of the day was spent practicing and playing for lessons.  So here’s a swap from my friend Marsha Reed in Iowa.

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Stamps:  My Friend; Ink:  Basic Black; Paper:  Calypso Coral card stock; Everyday Enchantment designer series paper; Other:  mini brads, Big Shot, Adorning Accents edgelits, blossom punch, Boho blossom punch


My sincerest apologies to Marsha if these aren’t the right supplies.  She sent a list, but I cleaned off the table so we could have dinner yesterday, and, well, the list is missing.  I love the monochromatic look of the card and flower – with the splash of designer paper.  This will be a great card for the fundraiser I’m doing!  It’s nice and simple, but very pretty and elegant.  And it’s not too bulky, so it won’t cost extra to mail (always a plus!).

Have a wonderful day, and thanks for stopping by!

About buffycooper

Among other things, I am a musician who enjoys papercrafting (specifically with rubber stamps), a Stampin' Up!® demonstrator, Christian, wife and mom to two great boys.
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1 Response to Another Swap Card!

  1. Marsha Reed says:

    Hi Buffy, Thanks for sharing my card on your blog. You got most of it right… the ink was Night of Navy but it does look black on the coral.
    I’ve been enjoying all of the new projects you have been posting. I see some CASEing in my furture!

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