Here’s another “Harvest Blessing” card for you. I think this will be a Father’s Day card, but I’m not sure yet. It kind of depends on what else I get done this week! Harvest Blessings is a new set from the Stampin’ Up! annual catalog, and it coordinates with the Countryside set.
Stamps: Harvest Blessings; Ink: StazOn; Early Espresso classic; Watercolor Crayons; Sahara Sand stampin’ write marker; Paper: Marina Mist, Crumb Cake, Naturals Ivory card stock; Natural Composition designer series paper; Other: Big Shot, Apothecary Accents framelits, corner rounder punch, aqua painter, Designer Frames embossing folder, stampin’ dimensionals
I stamped and watercolored first, then rounded corners and embossed the tractor image. For the sentiment, I used a framelit to cut, then trimmed it to fit the sentiment better. And isn’t that Natural Composition paper awesome? It’s textured, and has six designs – script, flowers, music score and more. There are 12 sheets (2 each of 6 designs). I thought the wood grain would go well with this image.
So here’s my funny story. Mike & I went to the office supply store tonight for an ink cartridge. Usually at this store, they jump on you as soon as you walk in, and they ask if you need help. And it’s not just when you walk in. Whenever an employee anywhere in the store sees you, he or she asks if you need help. I know this is weird, but the office supply store is one of my top 3 favorite places to shop. (The bookstore is my top fave and the coffee shop is the second. Give me a coffee shop with books and paper clips, and I’m as close to heaven as you can get on this planet.) When I go to the office store, I just like to look around. Even if I know what I want, I like to look at things – paper, clips, note pads, pens…I just like to browse and want to be left alone.
Tonight when we walked in, no one tried to help us. It was wonderful. Except help might have been nice, since the numbers on the ink cartridge boxes didn’t have anything to do with the printer we were buying a cartridge for. You had to look at the little, teeny, tiny list of printers each cartridge would work with. Once we decided we’d probably need to put glasses on, things went much better.
I had just about decoded the system and was two seconds away from finding the right cartridge when the lone employee in the store, Holly Helpful, offered her assistance. I thought it kind of spoiled our quest. I mean, we were so close! It was like digging for treasure and having heat stroke or something at the last second, and someone else comes in and removes that last shovel full of dirt. Really anticlimactic. But she insisted. Of course she was looking in the wrong place at the opposite end of the aisle, so I kept searching, and in just a few seconds, I found the cartridge. I think I may have even shouted, “Eureka!” but I’m not sure. Mike confirmed that it was, indeed, the correct cartridge (like I didn’t know that!), and our helpful employee asked, “Do you need any more help?” It was all I could do not to laugh out loud. I really, really wanted to ask, “Any more help? Honey, you weren’t any help at all. Bless your heart,” but I knew Mike wouldn’t like that, so I kept quiet.
To be fair, I’ve had a miserable headache all day, so I was cranky. Still, do employers not train their employees any more? You’d think if they were going to leave one young girl in the store by herself, they’d at least teach her how the numbering system works. I figured it out in about two minutes. But just when I start to worry about this generation, I spend time with my incredibly intelligent and wonderful kids and their friends – also incredible, intelligent and wonderful – I realize that they’ll be ok. They have things to learn, of course, but they’ll be ok.
Thanks for stopping by! Have a wonderful day.