Sunday, October 26, 2008

Life is about living

Have any of you watched the Highlander series. I loved the movies and the series. I would often wonder what would it be like to actually get to live forever. There is a song by Jason Aldean that I was listening to that got me remembering this series. The song is called "Not every man lives".

Now, believe it or not there is a purpose to this post. We talk a lot about recording memories in our scrapbooking pages and journals. The truth is "we" the recorders of our families lives may do all the recording; but do "we" actually get out there and do something ourselves that should be recorder? Are you participating? Or are you spending a lot of your time as a spectator?There is so much out there that I want to try. So much out there that I want to see. I am finding that I am spending so much time trying to "record" my families lives that I am forgetting to get out there myself and live.

I wonder is there anyone else out there doing the same thing? I would really like it if you would take the time and follow the link below, it will take you to the lyrics of the song "Not every man lives".
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/jasonaldean/noteverymanlives.html
Read them, pay attention to what they are saying. Then think about it; have you done anything that resembles what he is saying? If not maybe you need to. They are pretty powerful words.

I have done some of what he is talking about. I have put myself out there; by choosing to volunteer as a Search and Rescue dog handler. I have also done many other things that I am both proud and not so proud of. Yes, some are mistakes. But those mistakes and accomplishments are what have made me who I am right now. I want to continue growing in both my moral beliefs and understanding of what makes me who I am as a person.Now, that does not mean I have lived enough, now even close. I don't think for a minute I have even scratched the surface of what I can do.

I have dabbled in art all my life. I have never really practiced it, pushed myself. Art is a very personal thing to me. Kind of like showing the world your inner most self. I have always been very afraid that what I create is going to be very under dressed compared to what others create and sell. I have always had a need to push myself but not share myself. There is a huge difference in that statement. I have found that in order for me to grow and push myself I am going to have to "share myself". Sharing myself is a very scary thing for me. I like people but I like them at a distance. When I put my art out there I am going to have to learn to take the criticisms, the accolades and not worry about them. They will have to be the background noise in order for me to be brave enough to put my creations out for others to see and ultimately have an opinion about.

We all have only one shot at this life. So, we need to make it count. I want to be able to sit on my porch and remember doing stuff not just recording what others have done. I do not want to be a spectator in my life, I want to be a participant. This is an amazing world we live in. It has both happy and sad things happening all the time. That does not mean I want or even have a need to travel the world in order for me to experience this life. What it does mean at least for me is to get out of my studio and live my life.

Living is painful. Living is joyful. Living is just that, living. What ever your life is. Just live it. Enjoy it. Love it. For it is a gift and needs to be opened everyday for it to truly be appreciated. I don't think for a minute that sitting in my home or office is enough for me to create anything of true value. I need to experience what life has to offer in order for me to translate it to something meaningful, of value. I hope you will take this challenge as well. Get out there and live. There is no need for you to travel across a nation or even to a different town. Just open your door and step outside. Life will take over from there. The beauty is every where for you to enjoy but more importantly to EXPERIENCE.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Political upheaval

This may not be a particular good topic to talk about, especially in this violent political environment we have now. But, I'm going to anyway. I do not agree that this is the most important election of our time. EVERY election is important!! I do not care which side of the political spectrum you are on. We all need to take each and every election seriously.

We are hiring people to run our country. Yes, hiring for a position to work for US. This is a job not a popularity contest, nor should it be about making history. So getting caught up with having a black man and white woman on the ballot is over shadowing the most important thing; who is the best person for the JOB. Everyone needs to get past the sex and race of the candidates and get to the heart of what is important THE ISSUES!! So, when you go to elect your political official look at them as they are, potential employees. We the people need to get online, read, discuss and so on so you can make an educated decision on who we should hire. Do not take what the news is saying as fact; find out for yourself. There are several places on line where you can check the facts. So, check the facts. Be responsible, take responsibility for your vote. This is not just a right, but a responsibility; please take it as such.

I must bring something else up. I understand that everyone has a strong view. Blogs are as I am doing right now a way to express them. But in my very humble opinion those of you with blogs that are pushing your support for any particular candidate; please be careful on how you use negative words and statements against the other side. There are several blogs that I would of loved to follow but will ignore now, not because of the support of anyone candidate. But, because of the negative and even vile statements being made. This does not help all it really does is turn people against each other. This election has become one of the vilest I can ever remember and I am not talking about the candidates attacking each other. I am talking about us the people of the United States. So, please tone down the hatefulness. Support your candidate, but please do not continue this ugliness, it makes you not only look bad but shows how truly uneducated you are on the issues. Support is good, ungliness, hatefulness is not.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Making an idea your own

OK I am confessing to a semi crime. How many of you read Stacy Julian's blog? Well, I loved her idea of taking pictures of what is going on right now in your life. Then do a scrapbook page about this the following year.

Now, I am not very good at staying focused; but I loved this so much. So, this is my version of her idea. I found these restroom signs on sale at a hardware store. They were just so unusual for a scrapbook cover I just could not resist.
This is my first page. Now you wonder why it is my dog and me instead of my wonderful husband. Well, it is because I train so much with him the majority of my everyday (other than work) is spent with this guy. I also absolutely love quotes. They inspire me in so many ways. I have a notebook I keep with me and every time I find one I write it down. I am now going to add my favorites and place them in this library card holder. I can't wait to see how they effect me next year.
I know you are wondering what is going under the title Dance like no one is watching. Well I am going to wait and see what photo's are taken of me this month that will show me doing something silly. I seldom care what others think, so I am sure it will be a picture that will make my husband roll his eyes. Life is just to short not to show exuberance when you feel it. I like the saying if it's in you; it's got to come out. The next page is titled "Dream Big". It has 4 pages for me to journal what is going on right now (well through the month of October). The flower is cut out of an old book I found. The middle is a small round mirror that I scrapped the back off until you could see through it. It has a vintage look, like an old mirror you would find in an antique store. I then used gel medium to glue a picture of myself. The tabs are titled: details, true story, info, never want to forget, my version, my life, everyday and from today. I am so very bad at journaling. But, I want to see how my thoughts compare to next year. How much will I grow, fall back or just stay the same.



Here is Murphy again. The next page is titled "Make your own rules". I wanted to document memories that I don't want to forget. I don't care if they did not happen this month; just stuff that I want to keep, and this just seemed such a perfect place to store them.
This is a picture of my husband Mike and Murphy. Mike is laughing because Murphy jumped up on the chair with him because Mike sat down instead of taking him for a walk. Yes, this is a very spoiled dog. Those of you that don't have children I hope can relate. You begin to treat your dogs as if they are children. Not really a good thing, but it happens. The opposite page is where I wanted to journal everyday stuff. Nothing that will be mind boggling, just things that have cross my mind. I also placed another library card holder to put odds & ends in. Things like receipts. I am sure the way things are going it will be interesting to see the differences in the cost of things. It does not look like it, but the picture is also a holder. If I have other pictures that crack me up, I can tuck them in there.
This is with the folder open.
These are several pictures that I placed and numbered. They are what I love most right now. My husband will always be number one; but as you turn the pages you will see my favorite junk food. Mike is hoping that my obsession with junk food will be something I either grow out of or I turn a new leaf and begin to eat right. I would think he would forget that idea. We have been married 22 years the only thing about my eating habits that have changed is the choice of junk food. It will be fun to see what I like to eat next year. You never know, miracle's have been known to happen I could be converted.



I LOVE my Iphone. As far as I am concerted it was worth every blessed cent I paid for it. And let me tell you it took a lot of little penny's. I wonder what new toy will be my favorite next year. Maybe at Christmas I will get a new camera or a new apple computer. I can only dream.

I love this picture of me and my sister. It shows how very different we are; but how much we love each other. I can't wait to see what adventure in shopping we will be doing next year. So, far the past few years My Sister's Closet has been our favorite shopping experience in Phoenix. Maybe it will change. As the next page states "to be continued next year. I am very excited to see where I am going to be, what I am going to be doing; and how those little things I jotted down become precious little pieces of my life that I would of other wise forgotten.


Now, I have taken this a bit more in detail then what Stacy intended. But, you see I was in her September class on Big Picture Scrapbooking; which consisted of documenting something every single day. I tried but I just could not stay focused enough to keep up with it. This is my way of following her point; "be present" without the every day structure of documentation. This way I can follow her path, but add my own little short cuts. I hope all of you will take time this month and put together a small book of where you are in your life right now. Then see where you are at next year. The differences could be astounding. Please let me know if you took Stacy's challenge. What was your interpretation of the challenge.
Now I am off to bed.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Inspiration, where do you get it

I am such a slow creater, no matter what it is. I don't have a difficult time coming up with the ideas; the difficulty comes in the execution. I think I just make it more difficult then it needs to be. But, we all have our ways of creating.


These ATC cards are for a distress swap I am doing. I knew the direction I wanted to go, I just could not seem to get there. Then while I was at the grocery store stocking up on my junk food, I saw the people magazine of Paul Newman's death. It just clicked; the cards took me most of the day to create, but at least I was able to execute what I wanted to say. Very exciting when that happens.
The first is of Paul Newman, next is of Elvis. The rubon says Whispers of the past. Don't you just love that. It fit so well. Monroe, wow. The name plate of Beautiful dreamer was made for this picture. Then of course there is Elizatbeth Taylor timeless beauty. Looking at her when she was in her prime still takes my breath away.

The top one is of James Dean. The quote which I have added as one of my very favorites is "Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today". What more is there to say. James Dean is still the man! The last but by far not least is of Joan and Paul Newman. Such a beautiful picture of them. It was of them in their early years of their marriage. It was one of the picture's I found in People that I had to use. I love this. What a wonderful thing to leave behind, a love story that lasted 50 years. Can you not say that was a life well lived. He was a true icon.

Now, these cards touched my heart. It seems to bring back a time long gone. I know these people where not perfect, but they sure did leave a mark on so very many people.


Friday, October 3, 2008

I need your sympathy

The following pictures are of my two dogs. Now, you ask yourself why would I place a series of pictures that seem to have no rhyme or reason. Well let me tell you a little story of why you do not leave tennis balls around my house.

I went outside to see what the commotion was in the back yard. This is the scene that I found. Someone (we are not naming names to protect the innocent) left a tennis ball out. You DO NOT, let me repeat that; YOU DO NOT do this at my house. My dogs are ball nuts. When I say nuts I mean seriously loony toon mental facility nuts when it comes to this innocent little ball.

Now mind you, they are snob tennis ball junkie's. Not all balls are the same. It first MUST be a tennis ball. They prefer a yellow and white striped ball to those tennis ball you get at Petsmart and other doggy shopping stores. The second is they do not play with other dogs tennis balls. They have good doggy edictate; no touching other dog's balls.

Now, on with the story of a total break down in the ball rules at my house. Oh, you should also know that a little over a week ago Murphy the larger dog had an injury to his front leg so sever he could not walk on it at all. Also that ivy is a wall of a little over 3' high. Someone was throwing the ball and again no names; and the following pictures are the mayhem that in sued.

Daisy jumping off the wall before Murphy could get the ball from her.
Daisy is trying to take the ball from Murphy.
This is the ball in question. Yes it is well loved and used.

Can you see the love, the devotion, do I mention the worship?
The capture of said ball. A successful hunt.
Murphy trying to get to the ball before Daisy.
Murphy jumping down off the wall of ivy so Daisy could not have the ball.
The pounce. The death hop. The ball does not stand a chance.

Now, you are asking yourself why I stood and took pictures instead of stopping this nonsense. Especially when Murphy is healing from an injury; but more importantly he is my Search and Rescue dog. If he is not healed he cannot work. The only answer I can give you is this. It made them tired enough to leave me ALONE.

Selfish I know. Totally irresponsible. But, if any of you have working dogs you know that they HAVE to do something every day. Then when you have a working dog that is recovering from an injury it is simply miserable for said owner. When I say miserable I mean totally absolutely MISERABLE!! My only excuse is I needed peace. I needed to paint my dinning room, finish mopping my living room without their help. Did I finish these things NO because said person did not start the nonsense until it was to late for me to complete the paint. Mopping was well, uninspiring so that will be completed this evening; well I hope. I am still trying to find the unholy cleaning fairy's my Mom employee's. They, I know could get said dogs to leave them alone.

I am happy to say that Murphy must be healed to the extent that there was no limping after I did put a stop to the ball playing. He laid down with a very happy sloppy tongue bright eyed look on his doggy face.

Daisy stopped jumping on me from the back, Murphy stopped trying to trip me whenever I tried to move. They both stopped running to the front door then running to me. Yes, I did get the hint on the first trip there was no need for them to continue the hinting for an hour. Murphy stopped trying help me paint with his body. Life was good for one evening at the Kaufman house. Peace is a beautiful thing.