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These photos were taken yesterday. I decided to do the opposite of the theme for today. These lovely lasses don't have an envious/jealous bone in their bodies.
Tulle in the circle cut out. (and under the banner/border cut out).
Machine stitching over the tool in a random pattern.
"Princess" and the blue border cut out are cut with Silhouette and found in the Silhouette store.
Banners made from washi.
Hand stitching around the circle, along with journaling that reads "B. and our neighbor, A. have become wonderful friends now that we are outside more. @ three they love dress up!"
This was another fun one.
i'll confess, he's not actually listening to music at the moment, but he sure looks like he should be.
the kid knows how to relax, even after a day of having six inches of suction tubes jammed up his nose and down his throat.
and no, sony did not pay for that product placement in the background. hmmmmmmm
Day 18
September 17th
We were woken by birds singing, rain and dogs barking.
We walked the dog along the same road again, then we were back on the road again to Cacak.
We bought another burek - the local (Bosnian) Cornish pasty which we had discovered a couple of days ago when I bought a cheese one while getting the bread. We then found out what they were called in the Lonely Planet and got a meat one yesterday which was delicious.
Today’s was not as good but still tasty.
We followed a river again for a while, the countryside was agricultural, the small towns we passed through were very busy with stalls on the pavements spilling out onto the road. There were lots of roadside stalls selling red peppers, potatoes, cabbages. There were Yugos everywhere and lots of car graveyards as well. (Someone told us later that many of the cars in the scrapyards had bullet holes in them, but we didn’t see any.)
We got to Nis, a large industrial town, but there was nowhere to stay so we pressed on, we could have stopped in the middle of the afternoon but it seemed a bit early and we weren’t too far from Bulgaria. We hit SOFIA at rush hour, there was a campsite marked on the map but it was a Romany slum and we didn’t fancy hanging around. We carried on towards the centre, hit cobbles, got lost, got stressed, couldn’t read the signs which were all in cyrillic. Eventually we found the other site which was marked on the map; it was just starting to get dark and we would have liked to stop but we felt the 20€ being demanded was excessive given that it was not much more than a rough field. We didn’t feel comfortable about the men hanging around at the entrance either so off we went again on the motorway. It soon became obvious that this wasn’t going to be easy, it was impossible to read the signs in cyrillic and match them to our map (not in cyrillic). There seemed to be more exits than there were marked on the map and it was VERY dark. We left the motorway to see if we could find anywhere to stop but got lost again, we eventually managed to ask where we could find a hotel and got told to go to ICHTIMAN. We managed to see the sign off to there but couldn’t find any hotel and were in danger of getting even more hopelessly lost. We asked at a petrol station and a very kind man told us to follow him in his car and he’d take us. Several kilometres later over some ridiculously pot-holed roads, we arrived at a large motel situated on the motorway! If we’d just stayed on the motorway, we we’d have had no problems finding it at all!
The motel was large, modern and luxurious. There were 2 signs on the doors - no guns, no dogs. We managed to get the dog in though, they asked for a 50€ deposit for the dog which we’d get back if she hadn’t made any mess. We ate dinner in the van and retired to a comfortable bed in the motel.
461 kms Ovcar Bani (Serbia) to Ichtiman (Bulgaria) via being lost in Sofia
Day 18
September 17th
Shot on iPhone 4. Jack Carlin, 16, is a Melbourne school student. When he heard of the Queensland floods, he got a friend to sponsor a plane flight to Brisbane and joined his 60-year-old auntie at front line in Long St, Chelmer. He’s been working every day from 4am. Their longest work day lasted 33 hours. He’s formed a bond with an elderly woman in this street, helping her sort through her photos which had all been covered in mud. “I sat in the car and teared up,” he said.
Nevermind...I hate being negative. Things just are...as they will be...and I can be okay with what I can't change, and work to change that I can.
he's alarming a bit more than usual during the 'roo time today as he's collecting more junk than normal in his nasal passages.
kris is trying to relax, but she can't fool me.
Scrappity Doo-Dah, "New Light" Quick Page (from kit by Manda's Scrappin Creations), scrappitydoodahscrappityay.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-light...
"e": Katie Pertiet, "Messy Stamped Alpha No. 3 Brushes-n-Stamps", designerdigitals.com
Word Art: Taylor Made Designs by Amanda Taylor, "unscripted no. 3 - simply put", oscraps.com
Fonts Used: Scrap Calligraphy
Today wasn't a great day, it was my first day not working and not going out and literally having nothing to do so I got a bit down being left alone with my thoughts. As the day went on and eventually got worse, I found myself just sitting in my front garden. It was drawing closer to midnight and I still hadn't taken a photo. I then noticed and really loved the shadow and street light that was cast on the lawn so used that for todays photo
It's cold. I did still get outside though. I want to get out a lot more, it's just hard to get motivated to do so.
On another note it's super fun to play with lighting outside.
I've got to find some more places to play!
Lol omg their crazy little personalities have finally emerged..Little Hellians. hehe They are soooooooo cute..there eyes are so buggy and open now and their ears have popped up..lol..cutest theyve been yet. I love them and want them all! lol
Yellow Truck
So while visiting family over Thanksgiving, I came across this old toy truck that I used to have when I was a little boy. I think my grandmother brought it home for me from work. She used to clean the planes for Continental (back when they were airline employees and not outsourced) and found this one day. At least I think so. I could be completely making this up and I may have gotten it from K-Mart or Venture or Zayre (Remember those?), but who knows.... But it is definitely not an American Matchbox or Hot Wheels car. It's a Tomica and it's from Japan. The official name is "Unimog" and that seems pretty fitting. It's also at least 30 years old and shows it. My matchbox cars definitely got their usage...
Oh, and I was playing around with my homemade lightbox too - I definitely need some more powerful lights. This definitely looks better on the flickr lightbox, so press L! :) Enjoy!