Anyways. Enough of that depressing stuff. I finally took photos of my finished Summer of Love book, so look for those tomorrow. And, if it's not up tomorrow, come yell at me. Nah, seriously. Scare me out of this funk. I'm over it.
2. If you sit next to an open window the whole time you are driving, your entire face will eventually go numb. It's really kind of disturbing when your face goes numb.
3. Knitting is dangerous when sitting in a moving bus. Your yarn is likely to go flying out the window and get stuck on something. True story.
4. Many things are not worth crying over. But trying to get to sleep when it is about 150 degrees and the humidity is so bad you can hardly breathe? That you can cry over.
5. Also, said heat and humidity will not kill you. Even if you all think it will.
6. Watch out for slamming doors. Also, forever be prepared for the bus to come to a sudden stop/turn (or as sudden as a bus can stop/turn). If the heat and humidity don't kill you, getting slammed by a door or going flying down half the length of the bus might.
7. Put the groceries away as soon as possible. Because when you fall on a bag of canned-goods, it'll hurt like heck.
8. Even if it doesn't feel very fun when it's happening (whatever "it" is), you will love the memory later on. So chill. And have fun.
Promise the next post won't be a list. Ha, maybe. Happy Monday, all! Make it good.
1. I was adopted. (And no, in case you're curious, I was adopted before I was born - meaning my parents where present when I was born and I have never lived anywhere else but here.) I could write a whole post (or series of posts, really) on this one sentence but here's the summarized version: I am a Hispanic-Italian adopted into a Caucasian family, and it took me until I was 14 to figure out what any of this meant to me. (Just what it means to me is a whole 'nother post.) I love my family to death.
2. Pretty much, my cure-all remedy is "Get a hobby!". Bored? Get a hobby. Losing your mind? Get a hobby. Mid-life crisis? Get a hobby. Don't want to clean your room? Get a hobby. I don't care what it is, but I am forever telling people to, please, get a hobby. Find a passion. Run with it and don't let anyone talk you down.
3. I've been drinking coffee since I was 5. It is a tradition in our family that when you turn five, my grandfather takes you out to get your first cup of coffee and teach you how to "drink it right". My entire family drinks coffee, right down to the four-year-old. We love that stuff.
4. I will listen to and love pretty much any kind of music. Except rap. And country. Don't get me started.
5. I have been playing guitar for 5 or so years. Who knows if I'm any good at it. I took piano for a bit when I was younger, but it never stuck.
Make your own list and link me up? I'd love love to read it.
I got my sketchbook in the mail this weekend. I chose the theme "Untitled" and I have about six million vague ideas as to where I'm going to take that. It is sitting on my desk looking pretty until I figure out what to do with it. Are you participating in The Sketchbook Project this year? Done it before?
I feel like saying this to start off this post: This is my 150th post. I mean, yeah, I've seen a lot of people say that on their 100th or 200th post, but, really, I like the number 150 better. So. This is my 150th post! I think, out of the dozen or so blogs I have had in the past, this is the furthest I have ever gotten in keeping with a blog. Go me! Go CAVE IN THE CLOUDS.
Back to the real point of this post: Days On My Floor. Before I finally cleaned my room yesterday, my floor was one big art journaling disaster. But it was wonderful. I think I journaled like 15 pages in three days. It was good. I was just in this place where the pages would not stop coming - know what I mean? And every time I sat down to clean up it all up, I would pick up a scrap piece of paper, and I suddenly knew the perfect way to use it...and then, of course, I had to use it before I forgot. It was, like, art journal magic.
Lately I've been mixing prompts from Kara's This & That class with the prompts from Kara's other class that I'm working with, Summer of Love. And the results have been some serious art journaling action as mentioned above. Some of my very favourite pages recently have come from these two classes, especially when mixing prompts from the both of them.
Summer is nearly over, so CAVE IN THE CLOUDS is having a little end of summer sale, with everything 15% off with the code "GOODBYE15"! Some of the Found Paper Journals in the shop will be expiring soon, so if you've been wanting one, now is the time to snag it! Also, don't forget that if you purchase a Found Elements Grab-Bag in addition to a Found Paper Journal, you will not be charged any additional shipping for the grab-bag! Sale lasts until September 22, so have some fun and support a starving artist. Happy Thursday, all.
...realizing that decisions are conscious efforts.
...long, hot showers at night, talking to God and maybe crying.
...too much coffee in the mornings; and splattering that last little bit of coffee that hides in the bottom of the cup onto journal pages.
...making an effort to be content, and even joyful, with what I already have.
I will be gone all day tomorrow, attending the funeral and such for my grandfather's brother. (And because I feel like clarifying: I, personally, did not really know my grandfather's brother much...but, clearly, the rest of my family did.) Hopefully I will be back soon soon with some good stuff! Happy Monday, all.
Mr. Random has once again chosen a winner for our giveaway!