So I’m finally taking the time to sit my butt down and figure out how to make a Blogger template.  Specifically, a Blogger template that works with all those silly “widgets” in New Blogger.  I have chosen my guinea pig and hopefully you will soon see something … worth seeing …

In other news, I mentioned that I was trying to get rid of some old scrapbooking supplies.  Well, completely by coincidence, I received an email from a friend who is going on a mission trip to Russia to minister to women and they need … wait for it … SCRAPBOOKING SUPPLIES.  She asked if I had anything I could donate.

HELL YEAH.

I have 14 albums, 7 refill packs, 120 punches, 2 Paper/Stickers Binders with a box full of pocket pages, 2 Paper Takers, 80 large sheets of stickers, and 1,800 sheets of patterned paper that will make their way overseas in a few months.  But more importantly, they will be OUT OF MY HOUSE in a few days, which means my office closet will be de-cluttered just in time to put the house on the market.

Speaking of which, the flooring company comes Monday to install the laminate downstairs, and after that we’re in business.  I know you can’t see me freaking out right now, but suffice it to say that I have chewed off every single fingernail on my hands.

Yeah, baby.

(While lamenting my recent purchase due to manufacturer incompetence. I mean really, how hard is it to make lids that actually FIT the bins you’re selling them with?)

Me: I hate these bins. They’re so stupid and I wish I had never bought them.

Button: Stupid Mama.

She really knows how to kick you when you’re down.

Does anybody want one of these?

We’re trying to de-clutter and I have one left over from my scrapbook store days. It’s navy and never been used. Name your own price. You do have to pay for shipping though.

I also have one of these:

It’s navy too, still in the plastic bag.

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One would think that by the ripe age of 27, one would have figured out and come to terms with one’s inherent allergies.

I discovered this morning that apparently I’m allergic to certain types of adhesives.  Particularly the type of adhesive used on the stickers with which Little Button had just covered much of my body.

Yippee.