halloween parties rock my block

the stripey tights were high on my list of halloween priorities....

2nd on the list was margarita(s).... which, thankfully, were flowing like rivers.....

and then there was the beauty of being at a party with like 5 other scrappers.... oh, the repsect for photo-shoot moments! and stuff-shots! i loved it. i love halloween. and i love wearing my chucks for halloween.





i love getting the giggles so hard your belly hurts.....

and i love finding amazing dip and chips at the perfect moment (12 midnight) when all you need is salty goodness.....

did i mention i love halloween?

because i'm kind of a nobody

i can say this: CK is crap. their shoddy manner of dealing with this little mistake- and their fear of the power of jealous, obsessed scrapbeasts- has turned into a huge, ridiculous fiasco.

because i am so enraged that i can't think straight so much, i'm going to borrow the eloquent words of one SiSter, hotpinkhibiscus, cause this kinda sums it up:

I think the thing that is sad is Kristina threw her hand up a long time ago and said 'yes, I did that, by mistake, so please sort it' to CK and they just ignored it. So now, KC has been pulled apart over something that she shouldn't have done but didn't mean malice by - ending in quite an ignominious situation. I hope the other people come out and say 'yes, I didn't take that photo' and be as gracious as KC.

word.

own up, folks (you know who you are). be as real as miss kristi.

and speaking of the lovely KC, i got her kit for my birthday! wahoo for true. and then my lovely friend evelyn had a birthday-scrap-party on saturday (10am-2am.... brilliant!) and everyone at the crop was so jealous of my fab new papers from miss K's kit. i am just so proud of this girl.

she's been a favorite of mine since the day she wandered into my family's store two years ago, in a full blown anxiety attack, looking for a particular shade of bazzill that she needed RIGHT NOW and we had it and she nearly wept in relief and then we looked at each other and realized we were both childless 26 year olds who were pierced and tattooed and smart and scrapster-lovin'- so, wahoo! new friend!

it gave me such a giggle to get a whole pile of papers with her name on the bottom. i mean, i know she's kinda famous and all, i'm used to that. but getting her papers in the mail- it was such a proud little moment for me. and getting to play with her kit on the same day that all this bullshit came down from the CK powers that be- it was my best, healthiest method of feeling a big FUCK YOU at all those scrapbeasts who have been so intent on hurting kristi anyway they can. kind of like the way that most gay bashers are just queers locked inside their own self-hating homophobia, these women are so freaking jealous (of the freedom with which kristi makes her art and lives her life, and inspires others to do the same) that they are obsessed with name-calling and sabotage and all kinds of middle-school-style subterfuge.

anyway, i used some of the rubs from k's kit on a layout about my new favorite website, Scrap in Style. and some of her other goodies on an as-yet-unfinished layout about the ridiculous amount of bowling that my cousins and i do every summer in new hampshire (it's the only thing open past 10pm). and i had fun doing it.

two and a half months later...

wow. here i go. blogging. i wish i had a really good excuse for falling out of the habit for so long, but it's really more like 50 thousand little excuses.... my mouse broke and i couldn't go on the comp, my mom was sick, i had a small hissy fit and stopped being generally ocmmunicative for a bit... but here i go again. it's funny, i was never sure if anyone ever actually read this thing, but since i've stopped blogging, all kinds of folks who shop at my family's scrap store, YHP, where i hang out a lot, have been coming in and asking me when i'm gonna post a new post and put some new stuff up and it's kind of funny.

so, hmm....

recent moments:

i decided to be a purple-and-black striped witch for halloween, and i found the perfect hat- for $1.

i went apple picking with my friend karen and it was blazing hot and we sweated like piglets but the apples were so very delicious.

my friend robin gave me one of her old roll-y scrap bag thingies and also a huge tim holtz junk bag and i spent a large portion of last week collecting and organizing items to put in these fancy new bags which make me feel super offical when i go to the store to crop. the whole process has been rather fun.

i pierced my nose and decided that thisis my favorite piercing of all the piercings i have ever had. and there have been alot.

i turned 28 and spent the night cropping with some friends and i got back my lost mojo, or at least some of it. i had been having a crappy-scrappy time in recent days, but now i'm playing up a storm.

my cousin laura's guinea pig almost died of heart disease but after her boyfriend hung her blessed-by-the-pope medal and a padre pio over the cage of little Vinny the Guinea, he had a miraculous recovery.