Into April

Welcome to April!

Do you ever have embellishments, papers, ribbons, etc. that you are going to 'save' for something special? I do....so while working on my Day 6 I thought "I'm special, I should use this on me!" So I did!! I broke out some of my coveted Basic Grey Urban Couture paper and some really cool leafy brown ribbon I picked up. Boy it felt good cutting into that! Now I only used a little...but this is all about baby steps, right??

Day 7 was so fun to do! I painted!!

I am so excited about having this piece of my artwork to enjoy after this is all done. And I am pretty doggone excited that it's been a week and I am totally caught up! That doesn't happen very often.

On homefront news, Kade decided to find out what happened when you take a piece of broken glass to an antique hutch....yes...he carved into my hutch! I have no idea what possessed him but he now has learned about sanding out scratches, fine sanding and varnishing. After working for about 4 hours on it yesterday I said to him, "Bet right about now you're wishing you hadn't done that." The look on his face answered for him. It took all the restraint I had not to snap pictures of him performing his penance...but I didn't.....

Have a great week!

{Day 5}

In five days of being part of this process I have already learned a lot. Some of the things are superficial and related to my goal - i.e. I don't drink enough water and I eat for comfort. Others go a little deeper - i.e. trust myself, take the risk, try something new. I've been doing that with these pages and last night I totally got sucked into Photoshop and started creating some things for fun...but then I decided to give Cafe Press a try and really have it out there as something tangible. (That's all in my first post of the day)

Moving on though, here is my page for the day. I've been trying to recreate Rhonna's designs but I veered off the color scheme today because this Fusion paper was just talking to me. I love that I got to use up some 'x' stickers!

I am Out of My Box!!

I did something today......I've been playing around with some digital images in the last few days and finally came up with something that I think is fun.....I've always wanted to do some kind of design work so I took a big step.....put myself out there and opened a shop at CafePress. I only have only design up so far but am working on some more and I'm totally excited about it. Even if I never sell anything I have put myself out there and taken the risk!!

http://www.cafepress.com/juliebergman

Check it out and let me know what you think :)

Learning During the Process

Yesterday I learned something about myself.....should have already known....but I eat for comfort and out of frustration. I was doing great yesterday but by 7:30 the kids had worn down my nerves and I headed to the ice cream cake for comfort! I really think writing it down will help!!

Many people have commented on how neat they thought the brown pages were. Actually I am using a photo album that my friend picked up at Aaron Brothers for 1.98 on their clearance table!! I'll post a picture of what I did to the cover in today's post. Also I included a look at how I am doing my journaling. At the end of the day I take notes and post feelings in the memo section next to my meal recap.









Once again the art is totally inspired by Rhonna! I admire you even more today than I did yesterday...I started trying to play with Photoshop last night and holy cow digital is hard!!




On a homefront note, Kade and I went rollerblading at 6am before he left for school and Keira just told me I must have got out of the grumpy bed this morning since I told her "no she cannot play Calliou on the computer until mommy is done blogging!"

Have a great day!!

i LOVE this challenge!

I feel like I am back in elementary school being encouraged to color out of the lines! I love scrapbooking, don't get me wrong, but I think that I try to be exact, kinda let my OCD take over. This challenge is going to be more than just a better eating goal for me.....I hope to be more free in my creating too and really just enjoy the process. Which I have totally been doing with these pages....hopefully by the end I will even be more free!!

Rhonna has created amazing digital images to go with the quotes each day. I have decided to try and recreate her images with my tactile supplies....which in itself is so cool because I am breaking out some of the old stash stuff that really needs to get used. Can't wait to see what she comes up with tomorrow!

Oh, by the way, the journaling is on the facing pages and lists everything I eat each day. Let's just say ice cream cake for dinner last night was a little embarrasing to write down....that's the point though right??


Title Page

The Challenge

I'm really excited about Rhonna's 21 Day Challenge. I am sooo enjoying the process.....not done with a lot yet but I do have the intro page to the album

and the page that I guess you would consider the title page. I journaled on the opposite page about my goal for the challenge....I need to eat better!


So I'm going to track everything that goes in my mouth for these 21 days....maybe actually having to write it down and be accountable for it.


On to other news - tonight was Daddy Night for Keira at school. She had to have everything "perfect"...the perfect dress, tights, shoes, hair....she's only 3!! I can't even imagine what it will be like when she goes to a prom. When Greg got home from work she took him into his closet to help him pick out the "perfect" outfit for him to wear. Oye vey!! Will have some pics tomorrow!

the 21 day challenge

Do you have a bad habit you need to break? Do you have a good habit you need to start? Then you should check out the 21 Day Challenge that Rhonna Farrer is hostessing.

The cool thing about this is that you get to do it in an art journal format to keep you motivated. This is the 2nd round of this challenge that she is hostessing....the first round looked cool so I decided to jump in this time.

I'm going to be posting on my blog as I try to develop and commit to my new good habit!

Wocka! Wocka!

I saw this cute Muppet quiz on Jen's blog....I'm quite surprised with who I turned out to be!

You Are Fozzie Bear

"Wocka! Wocka!"You're the life of the party, and you love making people crack up.If only your routine didn't always bomb!You may find more groans than laughs, but always keep the jokes coming.

The Muppet Personality Test

My Gram

Four years ago today this incredible woman left our lives. I had no idea what a huge hole her passing would leave!


This is a picture of her and her brother Harry in England in 190? (can't find the date right now!!)

I have grieved her a lot....grieved what our family lost.....grieved what I lost....but today I decided I need to stay focused on what I gained from her presence in my life.

So I'm sure the tears will still come.....but I am hoping for more laughter. I want to live my life in a way that I know would make her proud. I want to make sure Keira realizes that her middle name has an extraordinary history behind it.



Maybe that's why I actually feel so happy today....I may have actually been able to replace 90% of my sadness of her loss with 90% happiness because of what I gained from her.

Miss you Gram and Love you always!!

Some Days You Feel Like You've Done Things Right!

Kade's teacher stopped me yesterday and says "I need to tell you something"......oh those dreaded words. But it was good!!

She said they are getting ready for state testing and she was passing out testing carrels or "privacy boards" as she calls them. Kade asked why they had to have these. She said so they wouldn't look at each others tests. Why in the world would you look at someone else's test, he asked. She stopped right then and told him how awesome it was that he was such an honest kid....that some kids look at other people's papers when they don't know the answer and try to copy.....he was shocked.....

And I was happily shocked that Kade still has retained some of the wonderful childhood innocence!

Batter Up!

Well baseball season has officially opened. Kade moved up a league this year - Minor B's with live pitchers. He looks so small!! I had a huge knot in my stomache all morning anticipating the game. I really wanted him to do well.....boost his self confidence.....he knows he's a lot smaller than all the other kids out there......

so......

My boy batted 1,000 today!! His first hit was a single, his second was a double and he scored the first run for their team. He played 2nd base and centerfield...made a great throw from center to first. Go Giants! His face was priceless....and of course the batteries on my camera were dead. UGH!

So I'm holding on to this day....we decided it was Kade Day and he could do whatever he wanted. Next game....Tuesday night!

Popcorn

WARNING:::::You may never think of popcorn in the same way after you read this!!

Keira was sitting so sweetly on the floor putting on her shoes when.....toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot......and she says "Oh listen, there's popcorn popping out of my buddha" (fyi she says buddha in place of booty :))

Kade and I started busting up thinking it was so funny....but what made it even funnier was that she was dead serious....she really thought she had become a popcorn popper. I guess she had eaten some popcorn over at her friend's house so it made perfect sense to her.

Oh I love the things that kids say!

Irony

I'm struck today with a huge sense of irony....so much so I'm almost laughing about it. Actually I am laughing about it.

Greg and I are in the process of making some changes in our lives....not sure of the direction....but change none the less. Now you would think that the people that are your "friends" would support you, right? Help you, encourage you, just be there for you. Today I find that it's not true in some situations. Not a big surprise but still it's and AHA moment.

I got a call today from someone that I would consider an "acquaintance"....she and I have spent a little time together, had a few conversations....I think she's a really nice person but I haven't had the opportunity to get to know her on a deep level. Anyway, this gal called to see if I was okay and just chat a bit.....seems that someone who I would consider a "friend" had shared with this woman, and a whole group of people, about the changes Greg and I are considering and really spoke of us in a negative light.....basically that we aren't really their "friends" because if we were we wouldn't be changing. Hmmmmmm......... so the friend that should love and support me isn't, but the aquaintence who has no real emotional investment in me is..............

Now, what to do? Talk to the "friend" about it? Blow it off? I don't know.....there are so many levels to this.......but here's a quote to ponder that seems to fit this situation well.....

"One's philosphy is not best expressed in words; it is expressed in the choices one makes......In the long run, we shape our lives and we shape ourselves." Eleanor Roosevelt

Jacked Up!

If someone asked me how I felt this week - that is what I would say.....completely and totally jacked up......but of course that's not what I said (except to Greg)......I put on the happy face and pretended to be fine.

I don't remember being this far into my tunnel in a long time....and there were so many things that bugged the crap out of me this week......

the car pool kid who decided to go the complete opposite way of where he was supposed to get picked up resulting in a 45 minute frantic search for him ~ Kade's baseball coach deciding they need to practice for 9 hours this week ~ the witch at the Humane Society that won the dog we had hoped to get in the lottery and instead of being gracious jumped up and down screaming "I got the dog" "HA HA" I really hope that freakin' dog bites the crap out of her!

Anyway of course there's more but it does not good getting snarky and falling deeper into my pit. So I put Dan the Dog on the leash this morning and we ran....ran until my lungs were bursting and my muscles were burning. Now off to a warm cup of coffee and a hot shower....and a new attitude!

Live First......Think Second

What a great day yesterday was......Greg and I have been contemplating becoming a part of the Bridge Community. I love the way they worship but mostly I love the way that they live their faith.....complete with imperfections....accepting with open arms....they are just a group of REAL people....no pretenses....just people.

I really need to be with REAL people right now. I get so tired of pretending I'm fine so that I don't make anyone uncomfortable but that gets so exhausting and that's not really me....where I am at that moment....why do I fail myself by not letting the real, where I am girl out.....is it just so I don't seem too wacky with the reality of my life....so that others don't turn and run in the opposite direction. I must say that I am blessed with some fabulous friends who totally get it and I can totally be ME with them. And Greg....he gets me too....good thing, huh?

The other night Greg and I were talking and I told him "you know, I feel like I'm doing really good with my depression lately." His answer "Yeah, except when you're depressed." Classic Greg - black and white with no shades of grey.....the guy gets me!

So I leave you today with a thought from Pastor Greg that really hit me

"Live yourself into a new way of thinking.....don't try and think yourself into a new way of living...."

The Least of These

This is a long read - but well worth your time, in my humble opinion.

Below is Bono’s speech from Feb 2, 2006 in Washington at a Prayer Breakfast. He spoke before the president and several of the congress.

“If you’re wondering what I’m doing here, at a prayer breakfast, well, so am I. I’m certainly not here as a man of the cloth, unless that cloth is leather. It’s certainly not because I’m a rock star. Which leaves one possible explanation: I’m here because I’ve got a messianic complex.
Yes, it’s true. And for anyone who knows me, it’s hardly a revelation.

Well, I’m the first to admit that there’s something unnatural…something unseemly…about rock stars mounting the pulpit and preaching at presidents, and then disappearing to their villas in the south of France. Talk about a fish out of water. It was weird enough when Jesse Helms showed up at a U2 concert…but this is really weird, isn’t it?

You know, one of the things I love about this country is its separation of church and state. Although I have to say: in inviting me here, both church and state have been separated from something else completely: their mind.

Mr. President, are you sure about this?

It’s very humbling and I will try to keep my homily brief. But be warned – I’m Irish.

I’d like to talk about the laws of man, here in this city where those laws are written. And I’d like to talk about higher laws. It would be great to assume that the one serves the other; that the laws of man serve these higher laws…but of course, they don’t always. And I presume that, in a sense, is why you’re here.
I presume the reason for this gathering is that all of us here – Muslims, Jews, Christians – all are searching our souls for how to better serve our family, our community, our nation, our God.
I know I am. Searching, I mean. And that, I suppose, is what led me here, too.

Yes, it’s odd, having a rock star here – but maybe it’s odder for me than for you. You see, I avoided religious people most of my life. Maybe it had something to do with having a father who was Protestant and a mother who was Catholic in a country where the line between the two was, quite literally, a battle line. Where the line between church and state was…well, a little blurry, and hard to see.

I remember how my mother would bring us to chapel on Sundays… and my father used to wait outside. One of the things that I picked up from my father and my mother was the sense that religion often gets in the way of God.

For me, at least, it got in the way. Seeing what religious people, in the name of God, did to my native land…and in this country, seeing God’s second-hand car salesmen on the cable TV channels, offering indulgences for cash…in fact, all over the world, seeing the self-righteousness roll down like a mighty stream from certain corners of the religious establishment…
I must confess, I changed the channel. I wanted my MTV.

Even though I was a believer.

Perhaps because I was a believer.

I was cynical…not about God, but about God’s politics.

Then, in 1997, a couple of eccentric, septuagenarian British Christians went and ruined my shtick – my reproachfulness. They did it by describing the millennium, the year 2000, as a Jubilee year, as an opportunity to cancel the chronic debts of the world’s poorest people. They had the audacity to renew the Lord’s call – and were joined by Pope John Paul II, who, from an Irish half-Catholic’s point of view, may have had a more direct line to the Almighty.

‘Jubilee’ – why ‘Jubilee’?

What was this year of Jubilee, this year of our Lord’s favor?
I’d always read the scriptures, even the obscure stuff. There it was in Leviticus (25:35)...
‘If your brother becomes poor,’ the scriptures say, ‘and cannot maintain himself…you shall maintain him…. You shall not lend him your money at interest, not give him your food for profit.’
It is such an important idea, Jubilee, that Jesus begins his ministry with this. Jesus is a young man, he’s met with the rabbis, impressed everyone, people are talking. The elders say, he’s a clever guy, this Jesus, but he hasn’t done much…yet. He hasn’t spoken in public before…

When he does, is first words are from Isaiah: ‘The Spirit of the Lord is upon me,’ he says, ‘because He has anointed me to preach good news to the poor.’ And Jesus proclaims the year of the Lord’s favour, the year of Jubilee (Luke 4:18).
What he was really talking about was an era of grace – and we’re still in it.

So fast-forward 2,000 years. That same thought, grace, was made incarnate – in a movement of all kinds of people. It wasn’t a bless-me club… it wasn’t a holy huddle. These religious guys were willing to get out in the streets, get their boots dirty, wave the placards, follow their convictions with actions…making it really hard for people like me to keep their distance. It was amazing. I almost started to like these church people.

But then my cynicism got another helping hand.

It was what Colin Powell, a five-star general, called the greatest W.M.D. of them all: a tiny little virus called AIDS. And the religious community, in large part, missed it. The ones that didn’t miss it could only see it as divine retribution for bad behaviour. Even on children…even [though the] fastest growing group of HIV infections were married, faithful women.

Aha, there they go again! I thought to myself judgmentalism is back!
But in truth, I was wrong again. The church was slow but the church got busy on this the leprosy of our age.

Love was on the move.

Mercy was on the move.

God was on the move.

Moving people of all kinds to work with others they had never met, never would have cared to meet…conservative church groups hanging out with spokesmen for the gay community, all singing off the same hymn sheet on AIDS…soccer moms and quarterbacks…hip-hop stars and country stars. This is what happens when God gets on the move: crazy stuff happens!

Popes were seen wearing sunglasses!

Jesse Helms was seen with a ghetto blaster!

Crazy stuff. Evidence of the spirit.

It was breathtaking. Literally. It stopped the world in its tracks.
When churches started demonstrating on debt, governments listened – and acted. When churches starting organising, petitioning, and even – that most unholy of acts today, God forbid, lobbying…on AIDS and global health, governments listened – and acted.
I’m here today in all humility to say: you changed minds; you changed policy; you changed the world.

Look, whatever thoughts you have about God, who He is or if He exists, most will agree that if there is a God, He has a special place for the poor. In fact, the poor are where God lives.
Check Judaism. Check Islam. Check pretty much anyone.

I mean, God may well be with us in our mansions on the hill. I hope so. He may well be with us as in all manner of controversial stuff. Maybe, maybe not. But the one thing we can all agree, all faiths and ideologies, is that God is with the vulnerable and poor.
God is in the slums, in the cardboard boxes where the poor play house. God is in the silence of a mother who has infected her child with a virus that will end both their lives. God is in the cries heard under the rubble of war. God is in the debris of wasted opportunity and lives, and God is with us if we are with them. “If you remove the yoke from your midst, the pointing of the finger and speaking wickedness, and if you give yourself to the hungry and satisfy the desire of the afflicted, then your light will rise in darkness and your gloom with become like midday and the Lord will continually guide you and satisfy your desire in scorched places.”
It’s not a coincidence that in the scriptures, poverty is mentioned more than 2,100 times. It’s not an accident. That’s a lot of air time, 2,100 mentions. (You know, the only time Christ is judgmental is on the subject of the poor.) ‘As you have done it unto the least of these my brethren, you have done it unto me’ (Matthew 25:40). As I say, good news to the poor.

Here’s some good news for the president. After 9/11 we were told America would have no time for the world’s poor. America would be taken up with its own problems of safety. And it’s true these are dangerous times, but America has not drawn the blinds and double-locked the doors.

In fact, you have doubled aid to Africa. You have tripled funding for global health. Mr. President, your emergency plan for AIDS relief and support for the Global Fund – you and Congress – have put 700,000 people onto life-saving anti-retroviral drugs and provided 8 million bed nets to protect children from malaria.
Outstanding human achievements. Counterintuitive. Historic. Be very, very proud.

But here’s the bad news. From charity to justice, the good news is yet to come. There is much more to do. There’s a gigantic chasm between the scale of the emergency and the scale of the response.
And finally, it’s not about charity after all, is it? It’s about justice.

Let me repeat that: It’s not about charity, it’s about justice.

And that’s too bad.

Because you’re good at charity. Americans, like the Irish, are good at it. We like to give, and we give a lot, even those who can’t afford it.

But justice is a higher standard. Africa makes a fool of our idea of justice; it makes a farce of our idea of equality. It mocks our pieties, it doubts our concern, it questions our commitment.
Sixty-five hundred Africans are still dying every day of a preventable, treatable disease, for lack of drugs we can buy at any drug store. This is not about charity, this is about justice and equality.

Because there’s no way we can look at what’s happening in Africa and, if we’re honest, conclude that deep down, we really accept that Africans are equal to us. Anywhere else in the world, we wouldn’t accept it. Look at what happened in South East Asia with the tsunami. 150,000 lives lost to that misnomer of all misnomers, “mother nature.” In Africa, 150,000 lives are lost every month. A tsunami every month. And it’s a completely avoidable catastrophe.

It’s annoying but justice and equality are mates. Aren’t they? Justice always wants to hang out with equality. And equality is a real pain.

You know, think of those Jewish sheep-herders going to meet the Pharaoh, mud on their shoes, and the Pharaoh says, “Equal?” A preposterous idea: rich and poor are equal? And they say, “Yeah, ‘equal,’ that’s what it says here in this book. We’re all made in the image of God.”
And eventually the Pharaoh says, “OK, I can accept that. I can accept the Jews – but not the blacks.”
“Not the women. Not the gays. Not the Irish. No way, man.”

So on we go with our journey of equality.

On we go in the pursuit of justice.

We hear that call in the ONE Campaign, a growing movement of more than 2 million Americans…Left and Right together… united in the belief that where you live should no longer determine whether you live.

We hear that call even more powerfully today, as we mourn the loss of Coretta Scott King – mother of a movement for equality, one that changed the world but is only just getting started. These issues are as alive as they ever were; they just change shape and cross the seas.

Preventing the poorest of the poor from selling their products while we sing the virtues of the free market…that’s a justice issue. Holding children to ransom for the debts of their grandparents…that’s a justice issue. Withholding life-saving medicines out of deference to the Office of Patents…that’s a justice issue.

And while the law is what we say it is, God is not silent on the subject.

That’s why I say there’s the law of the land…. And then there is a higher standard. There’s the law of the land, and we can hire experts to write them so they benefit us, so the laws say it’s OK to protect our agriculture but it’s not OK for African farmers to do the same, to earn a living?

As the laws of man are written, that’s what they say.
God will not accept that.
Mine won’t, at least. Will yours?

[ pause]
I close this morning on…very…thin…ice.

This is a dangerous idea I’ve put on the table: my God vs. your God, their God vs. our God…vs. no God. It is very easy, in these times, to see religion as a force for division rather than unity.
And this is a town – Washington – that knows something of division.
But the reason I am here, and the reason I keep coming back to Washington, is because this is a town that is proving it can come together on behalf of what the scriptures call the least of these.
This is not a Republican idea. It is not a Democratic idea. It is not even, with all due respect, an American idea. Nor it is unique to any one faith.

‘Do to others as you would have them do to you’ (Luke 6:30). Jesus says that.

‘Righteousness is this: that one should…give away wealth out of love for him to the near of kin and the orphans and the needy and the wayfarer and the beggars and for the emancipation of the captives.’ The Koran says that (2.177).

Thus sayeth the Lord: ‘Bring the homeless poor into the house, when you see the naked, cover him, then your light will break out like the dawn and your recovery will speedily spring fourth, then your Lord will be your rear guard.’ The Jewish scripture says that. Isaiah 58 again.

That is a powerful incentive: ‘The Lord will watch your back.’ Sounds like a good deal to me, right now.

A number of years ago, I met a wise man who changed my life. In countless ways, large and small, I was always seeking the Lord’s blessing. I was saying, you know, I have a new song, look after it…. I have a family, please look after them…. I have this crazy idea…
And this wise man said: stop.
He said, stop asking God to bless what you’re doing.
Get involved in what God is doing – because it’s already blessed.
Well, God, as I said, is with the poor. That, I believe, is what God is doing.
And that is what he’s calling us to do.

I was amazed when I first got to this country and I learned how much some churchgoers tithe. Up to 10% of the family budget. Well, how does that compare with the federal budget, the budget for the entire American family? How much of that goes to the poorest people in the world? Less than 1%.

Mr. President, Congress, people of faith, people of America:
I want to suggest to you today that you see the flow of effective foreign assistance as tithing…. Which, to be truly meaningful, will mean an additional 1% of the federal budget tithed to the poor.
What is 1%?

1% is not merely a number on a balance sheet.

1% is the girl in Africa who gets to go to school, thanks to you. 1% is the AIDS patient who gets her medicine, thanks to you. 1% is the African entrepreneur who can start a small family business thanks to you. 1% is not redecorating presidential palaces or money flowing down a rat hole. This 1% is digging waterholes to provide clean water.

1% is a new partnership with Africa, not paternalism toward Africa, where increased assistance flows toward improved governance and initiatives with proven track records and away from boondoggles and white elephants of every description.
America gives less than 1% now. We’re asking for an extra 1% to change the world. to transform millions of lives – but not just that and I say this to the military men now – to transform the way that they see us.

1% is national security, enlightened economic self-interest, and a better, safer world rolled into one. Sounds to me that in this town of deals and compromises, 1% is the best bargain around.
These goals – clean water for all; school for every child; medicine for the afflicted, an end to extreme and senseless poverty – these are not just any goals; they are the Millennium Development goals, which this country supports. And they are more than that. They are the Beatitudes for a globalised world.

Now, I’m very lucky. I don’t have to sit on any budget committees. And I certainly don’t have to sit where you do, Mr. President. I don’t have to make the tough choices.
But I can tell you this:
To give 1% more is right. It’s smart. And it’s blessed.

There is a continent – Africa – being consumed by flames.
I truly believe that when the history books are written, our age will be remembered for three things: the war on terror, the digital revolution, and what we did – or did not to – to put the fire out in Africa.

History, like God, is watching what we do.

Thank you. Thank you, America, and God bless you all.

This is a Test!

Do not adjust your screen - this is a test - only a test...beeeeeeeeepppppppp

Okay - I just read a post over at my favorite site - ScrapAddict - about people who read blogs but never post comments to them. So, are you reading my blog? Freaky - are you reading it?? Linda - are you reading it??

This ends the test of the emergency blog network - had this been an actual emergency you would have been directed to the nearest blog shelter!

Happy Birthday Grandma!!

Is she cute or what?? My grandma turned 86 years young yesterday....We took her out to dinner where she enjoyed Top Sirloin and Chocolate Cake!!

She is the ultimate grandma - the best pie cook; the crispest ironer; the tidiest housecleaner!! And so sweet! My brother asked her if she could use only one word to describe her life what would it be....she thought and said "full" but quickly had to add happy too!

I love you!

Surprise!

So we have this very cool Secret Sweetie thing going on over at ScrapAddict.....like a Secret Santa but for V-Day!

Today Fed-Ex rings the bell and I have a package from Space Savers. Couldn't think of anything I had ordered....I did get some food storage stuff for Christmas and thought maybe this was part of that. But when I opened the box I found a gorgeous paint can filled with goodies from Carolyn!

Now I have seen the paint can on the site and read Carolyn's posts about it but never thought it would show up at my door!


Here's a pic that Carolyn posted....and above the word jar it says JULIE'S!




Thanks Carolyn! I love it!!

Narcissist?

I found this on Carolyn's blog....some of it is oh so true...I know it...and I'm trying to change it....and some of it is oh so true...I know it....and I'm not trying to change it....which is which?

You Have a Choleric Temperament

You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things. Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life. You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation. You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon. Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall. You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others. At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults. Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion. A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.

What Temperment Are You?