Saturday, April 26, 2008

I'm back!

So I am back from Vegas and sad to say I have no pics as of yet. My took my point and shoot camera and didn't realize that the memory card I had in it was the wrong kind, so it didn't work! As soon as I get pics from the Whores I'll post some of those. Anyhow it's good to be home! My ass still hurts from sitting so long in the meetings. I am really still not use to all the meetings we have! I am home for one week and then off to State College, PA for regional meetings.


So on with my reason for this blog today! I had gotten some Actions for Photo shop
before I left and I wanted to share some before and afters. I love making my own looks, but I also really like actions because they are much easier and a lot quicker. So here are a few. The ones I am using on these photos can be found Right Here!

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So actions are fairly simple to load, just like brushes. Depending on which version of PS you have there are some default actions already there. So play with them! Oh and all these pics my Mom took in Annapolis last year. She is likely to stab me if I don't give her a shout out! LOL

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Off I go

Tomorrow at 5 a.m. EST I am off to the airport! Yay me, NOT! Oy I hate getting up that early. I'm flying to Vegas for the week for work. I am sneaking in some not so work while I there as well. My whores Kelly and Kristi are picking me up at the airport to spend exactly 4.5 hours with me before I have to check in to the hotel umm holla Bellagio. I am so looking forward to seeing all of my co-workers from around the country. Many I haven't seen in AGES. So be prepared for pics and much scrapping once I get home! Speaking of scrapping...here's some..



Wednesday, April 16, 2008

this is hilarious

So I get home today and going to check my e-mail this was one of the articles on MSN. It sounds like something that came over a e-mail chain letter, but it's too hilarious not to share. I even added the hubs list in here for good measure. Enjoy!

Preamble:
We, the wives of America, love being married to the husbands of America. We know we have our faults, but with our ever-morphing roles these days, there's a lot of pressure on us to be superhuman. We care for our families, manage the home, keep ourselves attractive, and even bring home our shares of the bacon. We know we sometimes lash out, but we really do want to "live happily ever after" with you. Our mutual acknowledgement of these amendments can go a long way toward achieving that.
Amendment I
We have the right to dislike your buddies.
We know it's important for you to have your guy friends, but you should know by now that we're not turned on by your stories of the good old days at college, your sexual exploits, or which relief pitcher the Red Sox should trade. Disappear for a while and be boys—it's OK, go chug beer and high-five—but please don't expect us to be happy when your friends come over and put their feet on our coffee tables or leave their beer cans on the floor.
Amendment II
We have the right to experience PMS in all its glory.
Either give us our space or accept the consequences. We know it's unfair, but some of us just can't rein it in. You knew that before you married us. We may shout, cry, belittle, act irrationally. It lasts a few days each month, so please deal with it. Or even better: Bring home dinner, clear the dishes, and give us a big hug.
Amendment III
We have the right to demand you finish a household job.
We're not your mothers, and we loathe having to act like them. If you wash the dishes, do them all and clean the sink, too. Don't just bag the trash, take it outside to the bin. If you start a load of laundry, put it in the dryer and fold it too. We don't like nagging any more than you like hearing it.
Amendment IV
We have the right to an honest answer to "What's wrong?"
We admit guilt in this area too, but "Nothing" says nothing. If we ask, it's not because we're trying to make casual conversation. It's because we love you and need an honest answer. If there truly is nothing wrong, then ask why we think otherwise. Yes, this could open a can of worms, but remember when we dated and talked about everything?
Amendment V
We have the right to keep our secrets.
Not marriage-ending ones, just small secrets we choose to hide from others. If we don't want to speak our age or share our true hair color or reveal the cheesy TV shows we watch in private, it's not your place to reveal them to our friends, your business partners, or your ex-girlfriends/wives. We're not asking you to lie for us, but we would appreciate your discretion.
Amendment VI
We have the right to clean air.
You may think it's funny, masculine, or natural to pass gas anywhere and anytime you please, but when the smell drives us to gag, it's uncool. There is something inherently wrong in the relationship if you must walk over to us and fart, or if you intentionally set a bad example for the kids. We fart too, but we do so discreetly for a reason. You may not like our potpourri and scented candles, but they're infinitely better than toxic and flammable methane.
Amendment VII
We have the right to keep and bear tons of girly bathroom products.
You have your tools; so do we. These items are expensive and to be used sparingly. It brings no joy to see our $15 bath bar shrunk down to the size of a quarter after two passes on your chest and legs.
Amendment VIII
We have the right to speak to our girlfriends every day.
About whatever we want, whenever we want. Please don't eavesdrop or criticize. We know you're not that interested in gossip or psycho-analytical interpretations of why some people do what they do, so we turn to our like-minded female friends for instant gratification. Yes, we do talk about you—a lot. It helps us work through issues. This keeps us happy, sane and, usually, off your case.
Amendment IX
We have the right to flirt.
Not the kind that makes you jealous, but the healthy practice of connecting with another person on a non-sexual level. Light banter is fun, quick-witted, and encouraging to our self esteem. It might even remind you of why you feel in love with us. And if it gets us a smoking deal on that new furnace or a free stay for the family at a million-dollar ski chalet, so much the better.
Amendment X
We have the right to foreplay.
A fine bottle of wine, soft music, deep looks into each other's eyes, compliments, holding hands, cuddling—these are all forms of foreplay, and we insist on them. Please don't reach for our crotch or breasts and expect us to melt into a porn kitten. It didn't work when we met, it most certainly doesn't work now. Sure, we women are strong and independent, and appreciate an inspired quickie when the moment strikes, but we also have an inner soft spot the size of Texas that needs squeezing and cherishing. We appreciate you more when you think about how it feels to us rather than how it feels to you.

And the Husbands....

Preamble:

We, the husbands of America, do not claim to be perfect. We're far from it. While we love being married to the wives of America, we have a few things that we'd like to straighten out. We're not asking for the world here. We understand that things like following our college football team to every away game is out of the question, as are after-dinner cigars. However; there are a few minor things that we'd like to clear up to make our marriage a happy one.
Amendment I
We have the right to go out with our friends at least once a month.
A man's relationship with his buddies is a bond that should never be broken. It helps keep us feeling young, connected and sane. It also helps us break the routine just like nights with the girls do for you. Even as we reach middle age, we like the fact that we still have a "crew."
Amendment II
We reserve the right to dislike your friend's husbands.
We promise to give the guy a fair shot, but when he starts acting like a moron, we can no longer authorize events with that family. And yes, wives have the same freedom to blackball when the tables are turned. It doesn't mean we like your friend any less, it just means that in her haste to have a big, fancy wedding, she chose a jackass that we don't want to spend our rare time off with. Listening to stories about how "wicked" he was on the French horn in his bitchin' ‘80s band is just too much.
Amendment III
We have the right to have a few things of ours in the house.
Everything we hold near and dear to us shouldn't all be in the garage. While we understand that our framed KISS concert poster might not make it on the living room wall, at least throw us a bone. The scene in "Juno" where Jason Bateman realized that everything he held near and dear was in a 200-square-foot room was a gut-shot to us all.
Amendment IV
We have the right not to be scolded by you.
We are your husbands, not your children. We don't mean to track dirt onto the carpet or get chips on the couch, but it's not like we just got a lap dance. Don't treat us like your children and we'll do our best not to act like them.
Amendment V
We have the right to teach our sons how to burp and fart.
Sharing bodily functions with our offspring is as much about life as it is about jokes. It's also something that can help brings kids and dads together. Believe me, kids and guys always laugh at farts—that's how we're wired. And we're not talking about being totally gross and inappropriate. We vow to teach them that there is a time and a place for behavior like this—and that the early service at Church is not one of them.
Amendment VI
We have the right to teach our children how to defend themselves.
Fighting is barbaric, terrible, and scary. But it's also part of growing up. We want our kids to be able to get out of a bad situation, not be bullied, and be able to take care of themselves. One of the plus sides of learning how to take care of yourself is that the more you know, the less you have to use it. Teaching our offspring how to defend themselves in a scary world is one of the basic duties of a father.
Amendment VII
We have the right to as much reading material in the bathroom as we need.
Sometimes we're in there a while, we can't help it. And no, we're not hiding … most of the time.
Amendment VIII
We have the right to watch the big game.
We care too much about our teams. We know it's not rational, but it's who we are. No one can explain the love men have for their teams, but you may as well embrace it because that love will not die. If you don't believe this, just remember the Boston Red Sox had the most loyal fans in sports and didn't win a World Series for 86 years.
Amendment IX
We have the right to the remote when we're on the couch.
This is something that's in our DNA. We know it, and you know it. If there's any doubt, watch us surf at top speed while knowing if a show is worth watching after stopping on it for .2 seconds. It's a thing of beauty.
Amendment X
We have the right to still use chivalry.
Yes … we know women are strong and independent, and we dig that. But allow us to open the door for you, or give up a seat and act like a gentleman once in a while. The world will be a better place because of it.

Monday, April 14, 2008

time is on my side

6 days till I leave for Vegas and meet up with my whores! I mean yeah I'll be there for work, but how bad can work be when you are in Vegas?! Then I come back only to turn around and go to State College, PA for regional meetings. Aparently where we will be is in the middle of no where. All of us girls are getting massages and having a cocktail/robe hour while the boys golf.

I scrapped a lot this weekend, unfortunatly I can't show you any of it! If you haven't signed up yet for the Scrapgal Newsletter head on ovah! There are updates on products, blogs and some inspiration packed in there too! Plus I am in it, so like what could be BETTER? lol

Just a few more days for the new Say it in Scrap, so head on over and get on it! Kristi has a kick ass prize pack up for grabs!

Hope everyone has a good week!

Saturday, April 12, 2008

challenge me

So I forgot to give a shout out to my home girl Cathy for the cute lil tag on my last LO. Go check out her Etsy Store!
Ok so here is some scrappies I did the other day. The first LO is for OWL. I call it my Kristi LO because of all the stamping and the paint. The little green tag I used on this one can be found at Aja's Etsy shop!



















This LO I did last night for Say it in Scrap Thanks for stoppin by! I am off to work in the yard hooray!

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

I don't wanna be the boss

For real. It's only Wednesday and I am already OVER IT. Two more days and Trudy will be back and then I can go back to being the boss of only oh 50 people. I've been in Washington DC the past two days. I really detest driving down in the city. I don't mind the freeway even if it's backed up and clogged. At least you know you are all going the same way (for the most part lol) In DC there are number streets, letter streets, state streets and other wackie streets. They say there is a system to it all. Mine is called GPS and that sometimes doesn't work. Although I realized today that all State Streets mean freedom! So when in doubt pick a state and you'll be out.

I had a chance today to go catch one of Tori's LAX games. I took some great pics and I'll post those soonish. When I am not tired! lol

And of course some scrappy goody. This LO is an ODE to Kelly.



Saturday, April 5, 2008

scrap scrap away

I took off yesterday and I've been sick since! However I did get some scrappness done.



Friday, April 4, 2008

Jersey & Scrapgal

I had the pleasure of being in New Jersey all week for training. Work training/meetings always drains the life out of me for sure. I did however get some AWESOME news while I was there! I made the Scrapgal Design Team! I am so super stoked! I've never even applied for a DT. It shall be tons of fun I am sure. If you have never checked them out, their link is on the sidebar. They also have a forum and gallary you can post to. So come visit!

Before I left for Jersey Bill and I finally go around to re-finishing the floor in Tori's room. Here are some before and after pics of it all.