Some of you will recall that I’ve posted ‘Craft Living with Anne and Malcolm’ twice before, and so know that all the photos/pictures are all about having a bit of a giggle about something(s) that you might have normally not noticed about a craft inspired photograph.
If you haven’t seen the firs two of these blog posts, you might find that having a read of them first will give you an idea of what to expect in this third instalment.
You can find the first Anne and Malcolm postHERE No.1(it will open in a new tab for you)
The second Anne and Malcolm post can be foundHERE No.2(again, it will open in a new tab).
Anne and Malcolm aren’t myself or Mr.Cobs – however, they do have their feet placed firmly in our joined at the hip sense of humour. (except my humour is far cleaner than Mr.Cobs, and doesn’t involve swear words (very often) and most certainly has nothing to do with f.a.r.t.s or blowing raspberries either!)
Anne and Malcolm are a figment of my imagination. They are two people I ‘made up’ in order to share something which tickles the heck out of me – that being viewing a photograph and the ability to see something funny; odd; weird; strange; ticklish… which, the moment I’ve seen *that thing*, I instantly give voice to describing it. And … I simply brought that voice to the blog here in order to [hopefully] cause you smile.
So here for your enjoyment is Craft Living with Anne and Malcolm, part 3. I hope you enjoy viewing it as much as I did putting this little selection together for your enjoyment.
There aren’t nearly enough laughs to be heard in the world right now, so have some fun with these, and share them too. Let’s infect the world with a bit of laughter! 😀
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Well, what did Malcolm expect Anne to put the pot plant on… a pillowcase off the bed?? Good grief!
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Eh? Don’t we all do that???
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Personally, Mr. Cobs lives with the belief that I have a bladder the size of Lake Titicaca!
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…. Nice to know that someone else has that problem too. 🙂
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Well, we’ve turned over a few more pagesof the ‘COBWEB CATALOGUE – life with a Crafter & her Spouse’. Y’know … I don’t think we’ll ever get to the end of that Catalogue – there seems to be an unending amount of pages in it.
I will be truthful and say that I love this adorable pair. They’re obviously made for each other. But both in need of getting out more.
Thank you so much for coming and having a bit of a giggle with me. Do remember to share the smiles with your friends (send ’em a link in an email) or re-blog for your own blog followers. We really do need more smiles going on in the world right now, so let’s form a chain, eh?
Wishing you a happy, contented weekend. Sending squidges and buckets love, to you in your corner, from me in mine. ~
One of my lovely neighbours is moving to a new home. She put her property up for sale just a few weeks ago and it sold really quickly, too quickly for me, because I’m not ready to lose her yet. (She has a lovely home so I’m really not surprised it sold so quickly).
Obviously I wanted to make her a ‘New Home’ card, but I didn’t want the usual sort of ‘new home’ card that can normally be found on the mantel shelves of new homes.
So I put my thinking cap on and came up with the idea of making her a shaped card using my Graphic 45 ‘Home Sweet Home’ papers. And here’s what my fingers came up with…
An Apron card, made using Graphic 45 Papers
Fortunately for me, I already had in my stash some Apron shaped cards, so I didn’t have to measure and cut that, it was already done. I chose my patterned papers ensuring that the patterns were of the right size for the card and the plan I had in my head. I used 4 different patterned papers from Graphic 45, and one paper from another brand of papers, which I had in my stash.
The pocket on the front of the apron was easy to make. I simply drew half around a big pot of paint in my craft room and cut it out. I added a toning paper to the top of the pocket, and then added some lovely green seam binding which I’d had in my ribbons for ages but never had the chance to use that particular colour of green. It was a total delight to use it, as it’s such a fabulous vintage colour.
The Oven Glove (mitt) I drew out onto some card, then traced around the card in order to get a glove which matched the patterns on the card itself. The additions of some buttons helped to hang things off the apron, and also anchor the ribbon neck to the top of the apron.
Inside the Home Sweet Home card.
Again, the inside of the card was decorated with Graphic 45 papers and I added a Recipe Card for ‘Grandma’s Apple Pie’. Yum!
On the facing (inside) page is where I wanted to write the dedication (To/from) and the best wishes etc. But I also wanted to add some little wooden embellishments which I had in my crafty stash, and thought they might look kind of cute, and tie the front of the card to the inside of the card ….
If you look on the ‘scoop’ you can just see a scoop of …. something ….
. . . is it sugar? Salt? . . . . Maybe Grandma seasons her apple pies with something more ‘exotic’! Who knows. It’s her secret and it will remain her secret.
And that’s all there was to it!
I haven’t taken it to my neighbour yet. I’ll do that on Thursday as she’ll be busy moving on Friday. I shall be so sorry to see her leave. She’s an incredibly lovely lady and so kind. I’ll miss her very much.
Anyhoo …. Here in the UK and Ireland, we have received a bit of a bashing from Hurricane Ophelia. Although it was no longer a Hurricane by the time it reached the land of my heart and home, it still brought with it devastation and took 3 lives in Ireland.
On Monday afternoon here in the south of England, it went very quiet outside. No bird song was heard. Nothing. Inside Cobweb Towers it became black as midnight and we had to put lamps on around the cottage because we just couldn’t see. Outside – now that’s where things got a little freaky. Everything turned, first, a warm orange colour. But then it got darker …. and darker …. and darker as the minutes passed until it became almost blood orange colour. It was very strange and rather unsettling.
This didn’t look at all like a regular ‘natural’ phenomenon. And from what I’ve read in the news this happened over quite a large area of the UK. Apparently, in London, they experienced a double sun.
The weird thing is … that those ‘in the know’ are telling us that it’s dust picked up perhaps in the Sahara, by the Hurricane, and it was being carried in the winds. But, and here’s the thing … it really wasn’t that windy here where I live. I had washing on the line (which was brought in when it began to get ‘orange’ outside) and it was barely wafting in the gentle breeze we had going on here. The breeze did pick up a little – but it really was only a little. But the orange … well I’ll be truthful and say that it felt almost apocalyptic.
The rain came later in the day, and it was a good old downpour, but not for long. Then … just to add a bit of interest to the day (as if we hadn’t had enough) …. we lost all power to our cottage. Mr.C popped to the neighbours and they’d lost power too, and our other neighbour had obviously lost power as her burglar alarm was announcing it’s shock and horror at what had happened! We got the candles out, and for a time we were living back in a strange Victorian age.
Of course … the power would go just when I was three quarters the way through on a ink painting! tsk tsk.
It’s been raining again here today(typing this on Tuesday 17th Oct.) – a downpour again this afternoon, but turning into just regular raining after that.
Here in the South, we’ve been really lucky, and I’ve given thanks over and over, because I was seriously worried that it could have been very much worse. But, that orange … that is still puzzling me. I checked my car over today to see how much of this “dust” had landed on my car, and considering how orange it got outside … there was very little dust on my car. Certainly not enough to tell the tale of what happened here on Monday.
The more I think … the more difficult it gets to understand it. So I’m stopping thinking.
Thank you so much for coming to visit and staying to read. I truly love your company and love to see you here. So thank you. Without you, blogging would be a very lonely, silent affair, and I’d probably give up. I continue to blog because I love the wonderful people I’ve met through blogging and have made friends with a lot of them. Of course … there are one or two who I love to pieces … but they know who they are.
Wishing you a truly wonderful Wednesday. May you be in receipt of joy, supplied to you from someone who likes you. May you also be free of Orange Air and Red Suns. Avoid those. They’re freaky and I’m really very unsure about what they are caused by.
Once upon a Time, there was a Princess Fairy who lived in a tall tower in Fairy Land. From the window she would wave her magic wand over all the people of the Land which would sprinkle them with magical wishes.
Aaaand … back here in the real world….
Maaaaany years ago – at least 10 but probably around 15 to be honest, Daughter No.2 bought me a Birthday card which was just a total delight to me. It was like all of a sudden my daughter ‘got’ me. She saw a card so perfect for my birthday that going against everything that I’ve always taught my girls (buying cards is just such an expense – yes you have to purchase one, but don’t spend half a weeks wages on one!), she spent a little fortune on.
Now, I keep greetings cards. All types. For Birthdays or just for ‘Hello I thought of you and am sending you this‘ types of card. I’m very much into the whole physical memories of something, and will keep cards and little mementoes for ever! I have a drawer in my craft room where I’ve kept cards from years gone by and every now and then I get them out just to make me feel wonderful. Each one holds a special memory, and a ‘trick’ to get that memory from the back of my mind so that I can enjoy the moment all over again. And there, in that drawer is a humongous card – very very tall but not very wide, – which I have cherished from the moment Daughter No.2 gave it to me. Here it is . . .
It’s about (guessing here) 18″ – 22″ tall. (I should have measured it and I didn’t think. I’m not tip toeing over to the craft room now because it’s belting down with rain outside!). You can now see why I’m showing you this card. It has a picture of Fairy Land on the front and I just loved it from the moment I opened the envelope. When I saw it in the drawer I instantly thought I’d have a go at turning it into a tiny ATC of 2.5inches wide by 3.5 inches tall.
(yes, that photo was taken in my craft room)
Some of you might remember me telling you that I taught my little girls, when they were knee-high to an ant, that if anyone should ask them how old their mommy was, they were to say …. “My Mommy is ONLY 27″ … and I have remained 27 since I was 27. Each year Daughter No.2 remembers this and sends me a birthday celebrating my 27th Birthday. Have a look inside this card .. . . .
… ah… you’ll need that blown up a little to read it …..
Her name has been removed (to protect the innocent) …. she writes: “To Mom, have a great (27th) Birthday! Have fun, love and snuggles ______ x“. I thought that since I was using the picture on the card as my inspiration for a little watercolour for World Watercolour Month, I might as well share the inside of the card so that you can see that I trained my girls sooooooo well! LOL
Anyhoo … back to this little watercolour. This one was a real struggle. It’s difficult to go into detail when you’re reducing something to a ridiculous size like this, so I had a real problem with the Princess Fairy. I perhaps, in hindsight, should have left her out – as I did the shutters on the windows (not enough room to keep them in).
an ATC for #WorldWatercolorMonth
I couldn’t make my mind up on the mount … green or blue? You choose and tell me what you think …
an ATC for #WorldWatercolorMonth
… Green? … OR ….
an ATC for #WorldWatercolorMonth
… Blue? Each one brings out something different. The Blue one brings out the shooting star and seems to make the colours just a little more vivid. Where-as the Green mount makes it look more subtle and … ‘fairyfied’. OOoo… choices, choices!
And that’s all there was to it!
We have an almighty storm going on here as I type. The thunder is so loud that it’s making the dog bark and me jump. It’s pelting down with rain and I’m thinking that all my flowers are going to get a right old bashing!
I’m not entirely surprised that the weather has changed like this. It’s been far too hot for it to continue without some sort of storm cooling things down. (although I don’t feel any cooling down happening at the moment. I’m still boiling hot!) I feel dreadfully sorry for the county next but one to where I live … Cornwall. They’ve had some awful flash floods there today (Tuesday) and they’ve had to go out in helicopters and rescue folks who have been trapped in their houses by rising waters. I watched it on the TV news at 6pm and it looked awful!
Well… that’s me done and dusted. I’m now going to schedule this post to happen in the early hours of (UK time) the morning, and I’m then taking myself to bed and taking the wee little chubby doggy with me.
Whatever you’re doing today do it with a smile on your face and hope in your heart. To prove to yourself exactly how blessed you are, imagine that you woke up this morning only with the things that you gave thanks for yesterday. Puts things into order does that little thought.
Sending you love, and a bucket of squidges which should last you all day long …
But .. I seemed to wake on Monday morning and by the time I’d showered, got dressed and done my hair, it was Friday! Someone is stealing time and I’m going on a mission to find the beastly boy who’s doing this! (It’s a boy. I know it’s a boy. Don’t ask me how, I just feel it, and I know it’s a boy).
Shall we dive into my diary and find out what I’ve learned and am wiser because of, this week? Seat belts on, I’m unlocking the fancy lock on the cover of my diary ...ready? …. in we go . . .
I learned this week . . . that I have too many clothes and I don’t wear half of them. Now just stop and think about what I’ve just said. Chaps … this is a gal talking and she’s just said she’s got too many clothes. Yup, you read it right. Girls … I’ve just told all your men that a girl can have too many clothes. When your man points this out to you remember to say: “Yes but that’s Cobs, and her husband is a millionaire.” I’m only giving you that ‘get out clause’ so that you don’t hate me for telling the chaps that I have too many clothes. (N.B. Mr.Cobs isn’t a millionaire. I have access to his wallet, his pockets, our bank account is joint, and … I’ve had up every floorboard in this place and found nothing. Definitely NOT a millionaire.)
I’ve learned this weekthat there is only one particular Christmas Advertising Video this year which makes me cry.
Here in the UK (from mid November’ish’) various different (big) companies release their Christmas videos and it’s become a bit of a thing to try to out-do the other companies for the best video. Normally, it’s John Lewis who win hands down. They make some really magical Christmas videos which melt my (and an awful lot of others) hearts. However this year, their video just makes me howl with laughter and joy.
BUT … there is one video which seems to (at the moment) have passed by unnoticed by some folks here, but for me, it’s the one which turns me into a big girly wreck, crying, sniffing, dabbing with a tissue and wanting to watch it again – even though I know it will make me cry all over again. (I’ve so far watched it six times, and after each one, I’ve cried like a baby). I have to share this one with you. Guys might not ‘get it’ … but I’m pretty certain that most ladies will…. – it’s only just over a minute long (and totally child safe in case you have one of those in the room with you) …
So… are you crying? Did it make you cry? …. Almost cry? … Not cry at all???
I’ve also learned this week .… that some Craft Companies expect their customer to be clairvoyant when they don’t send you an item which is clearly shown on a delivery note, which they’ve enclosed in the parcel along with all the other items you ordered at the same time.
Customers are apparently expected to automatically know that because these companies haven’t included *that* item in the parcel, it’s not that they’ve forgotten to pack it in with the rest of the order, but that they’re waiting for it to come back into stock.And when you phone them up to tell them who you are, what the order number was, and which item it is which is missing, their attitude is as if you should have known in the first place and you’re wasting their time by phoning.
This forces me to ask… EXACTLY HOW DIFFICULT IS IT – to simply write on the delivery note: “To Follow” or words to that effect?
CRAFT COMPANIEStake note: … I’m going to begin naming and praising very soon, the companies which I’ve shopped at, or with, which have given me good or excellent service.
BUT I’m also going to begin naming and shaming those companies who need to pull their socks up; buck up their act; or generally GET WITH THE PROGRAMME!
Give good service, get more custom. Give poor service, customers will shop elsewhere. It’s as simple as that.
Crafters chat to other crafters, face to face, social media or on their Blogs, and they share their experiences with and of particular companies. Don’t lose out on free advertising by giving crafters bad service.
I’ve also learned this week … That a crafter shouldn’t ever think that they’re great at something just because they’ve been doing it for a while. Even crafters who have been crafting for longer than they care to admit to being alive, can still be the complete opposite of a genius and burn her fingers on the bally heat gun; cover herself in ink which won’t wash off and makes her hands and nails look like she’s a potato farmer with no shovel; and moves things around in her craft room to make it easier for herself, then can’t find the blasted things she’s moved when she needs them a day after she moved the blasted things in the first &£%*>^ place!!!
And that same Crafter can suddenly remember at 10pm one night that she needs a particular type of card for the following day, then frantically goes through everything she has in her craft room trying to find inspiration and at 11.20pm finally gives up, telling herself she’ll look in the morning, knowing all the time that she may as well just go to the shop and buy whatever they have becauseshe’s obviously a simpleton with a noodle for a brain and she’ll never be able to make anything ever again so she might as well sell all her equipment in her craft room right now damn it and be done with it!
…… clunk. screeeeeech. clunk. [sound soapbox being put away]
I’ve also learned that people are some of the nicest things God invented.
When you give people a reason to be lovely, they will (more often than not), be lovely. When you give them a reason to care, they will (more often than not) care. When you show them a need which you have to get them involved in praying for someone they maybe have never met before, don’t know and haven’t even heard of that particular persons blog before … These people will see that their own prayer or ‘wish’ or hope, could be the one that makes the difference and will pray, or wish, or hope and push that feeling out into the ether. And they’ll show their support by leaving a few words for that person to read so that they see that they’re not alone. People care. People care enough to make an effort for a person they don’t even know. People care enough to try. People are hoping. Wishing. Praying, for a positive outcome.
I hope it’s ok for me to let you know, and I don’t think that she’ll mind me sharing with you …. I had a very short email chat with Michelle today and she said: … “the outpouring of love and support meant so much, and came at perhaps my lowest point”.
Thank you to those wonderful people who left her a message of support, who prayed, who wished, and/or hoped. Each and every one of you made a difference. Sometimes, just knowing that people are rooting for you, praying for you, wishing you well … or are just on your side, is all it takes to give someone the strength to keep on keeping on. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading and doing what you did. (If you left a message for her on her blog and it hasn’t appeared yet, it isn’t that you’ve been forgotten, things are getting done as and when they can be, as you would expect).
But from me, many, many thanks xxx Bless you all. How brilliant you are. I love you.
And … finally…
Since I always try to leave you with something funny to smile about ….
I mentioned a few paragraphs ago about the John Lewis Christmas Video for this year which makes me laugh …. I share it with you here (don’t fret, it’s only a little over two minutes long – and again, totally child safe)
….. and in case that wasn’t quite enough . . .
And a few silly but funnies … ….
Q: Why can’t you give Elsa a balloon?
A: Because she will . . . Let it go. Let it go.
Q: Who earns a living driving their customers away?
A: A taxi driver
Q: Where do bees go to the bathroom?
A: At the BP station!
Q: What do you call security guards working outside Samsung shops?
A: Guardians of the Galaxy.
Q: What do you get from a pampered cow?
A: Spoiled milk.
Q: What do you call a belt with a watch on it?
A: A complete waist of time
Well, that’s me done and dusted. I’ve fessed up, taught you what life and taught me, and given you some jokes to make you smile. Yes, the oldies are the besties.
Have a truly wonderful Friday, whatever you’re doing. May the wind blow a little softly, if it has to blow at all. May the rain be gentle, if it has to rain. And may your day be filled with happiness and smiles, dotted throughout the hours. Be kind to someone today. Say something nice. Admire their shoes. Like their hair. Tell them they’ve lost weight (even if they haven’t – insist that you think they have, just a little). Let’s do it to them before they do it to us. (be kind that is).
See you next time. In the meantime, I’m sending squidges, to you there in your corner, from me here in mine.
I was thrilled down to my boots a few days ago to be nominated for another award, this time The Versatile Blogger award! I’m Versatile?WOW! Who knew?!
I was nominated by the wonderfulMrs. Craft – who’s blog you can find by clicking on her name. Thank you SO much Mrs. Craft. I’m honoured that you thought of me and nominated me. I hope I do you proud and live up to your expectations.
To accept the award I have to tell you 7 facts about me.Prepare yourself to be bored:
I’m not just one age. I’m three. I’m the age you can work me out to be using my birth certificate (a bit younger than dirt); . . . I’m the age I never actually progressed past (around 27); . . . and I’m the age of my inner child – which is around 7/8 years old.
I am a 100% believer in the words which are painted on a wooden sign which hangs outside my bedroom door – hung there so that it’s one of the first things I see every single morning. It reads: DO SOMETHING YOU LOVE EVERYDAY. And I really do make sure I do!
I’m ABSOLUTELY NO GOOD, NOT EVEN IF MY LIFE DEPENDED UPON IT … at building ANYTHING with Lego bricks. My Grandson, Little Cobs, will bring his Lego box from out of his bedroom here in Grammy and Grandad’s home, open it, and then bring a specially selected assortment of bricks to me, with the instruction for me to build something incredible. He knows now that he’s on to a loser. I’m more than useless at this task. But I think he continues to bring me bricks in the hope of eventually making a silk purse out of a sows ear in Lego terms.
I have never managed to keep a potted plant alive for more than (roughly) around three weeks(ish). I’ve tried really hard but I just can’t do it. I either over-water them and drown the poor darlings. Or I don’t water them enough and they just give up the will to live.
I look ridiculous in hats. But I love light weight scarves, pashminas and shawls and have a collection/selection of them.
I love nail varnish and have jars and jars of it … but I can only eat a small jar a day. (tut tut – be serious Cobs! ….) … Although I adore painted finger-nails, I rarely have them because I craft, and because of that I more often than not, end up peeling away the beautifully applied nail varnish with the blob of glue which has dried on my nails, or the double-sided adhesive strip which stuck to my nails. [sigh] But I rather like painted toe nails. My feet ‘flirt’ when the toe nails are painted. I’m rather sad that the end of summer has come because I’ll have to change my favourite summer nail colours to something more in keeping with the season.
I ADORE period costume dramas on TV… and am totally enthralled with ‘Victoria‘ (about Queen Victoria) written by Daisy Goodwin (such a good writer) which is currently on TV here in the UK. (sorry if you’re outside the UK, but watch out for it coming to your country and give it a go – for at least two episodes – so that you get a feel for it)
Are you still awake at the back there?
Finally ..
I have to nominate 10 blogs who, in my opinion, are versatile and a darn good read. This was easy. There are so many blogs which I adore reading, I just had to narrow it down to ten. (That was the difficult bit).
In order to accept and display the award the award on your blog, you have a little bunch of things to do. The instructions for these were passed on to me. Those are:
You have to thank the person who nominated you and place a link to their blog on your own blog, so that people can kind of track the award and see where it first came from.
You also have to name 10 Blogs (and give links to those blogs) who are versatile and interesting. (If you have trouble naming 10 then name as many up to ten, as possible).
If you are one of the bloggers named as being one I’ve nominated, please know … if you feel that you’d really rather not take part in this nomination, then you have no obligation to do so. You can simply choose not to accept the award and so not have to share 7 facts about yourself, nor nominate other bloggers who you yourself follow, for this award.
Well look at that … TWO AWARDS IN ONE WEEK! Shall I let you into a little secret . . . I’ve been nominated for another one! –GASP!– I know! It’s like waiting for a bus… nothing comes, and it’s pouring down with rain, freezing cold, you have a headache and your feet ache in those shoes … then suddenly … THREE TURN UP AT ONCE!
I am such a lucky girl, and I thank each person for nominating The Cobweborium Emporium blog. It’s such a great honour for someone to think about nominating our blog here. What I think I like most about being nominated for an award for our blog here is that I get the chance to share blogs I follow and show you what others are doing, by nominating their blogs.
Please, do click on the names I’ve listed (they’re all clickable links which will open in another tab) and check them out, and maybe ‘like’ their posts and even leave a kind comment – let’s share all the love we have here all over blog land!
Have a truly blessed Thursday, whatever you’re doing. Just . . . remember to stop and make a memory today.
Ten days ago I was nominated for an award for this ‘ere blog of mineours – ’cause it’s not just mine, it’s yours too. (Yes, you have to take the blame also).
The incredibleMrs. P from The Cottage on the Green (aka Craft Odyssey)who I absolutely love to pieces, – (Mrs.P is someone like me, she too has very funny bones) – nominated me for the Happiness Tag – because, she says, I make her happy. I’m funny?! HA! Who knew?! I thought I kept that part of me well hidden, but it obviously creeps out when I’m not looking and makes folks happy. (or is it that people laugh at me? Hmmm… I might have to think about that one. Sadly my one brain cell is busy typing this post at the moment so I don’t have any available memory. I’ll have to think about it another day).
So .. as I was sayingbefore I rudely interrupted myself ... I’ve been nominated for the Happiness Tag and in order to officially accept the award I am to tell you 5 things which make me happy. 5? FIVE?? Only FIVE??? Oh. My. Dog! How on earth am I going to be able to pick just FIVE?
Well, lets see… I’ll start with the obvious – Mr. Cobs, Little Cobs (Grandson), Being Alive, My Dog, My Cats, …. oh, but that’s 5 already and I haven’t even got started yet.
Let me try a different 5: My blog. My Blogging Friends (aw they certainly make me happy. Half the time I’m sat on my side of the ‘puter screen hooting with laughter and trying not to leak! My eyes people, my EYES! [sigh]. Some folk!, in the gutter, looking up at the stars!). Shopping. Crafting. Living by the Sea. Oh heck…. there’s another 5!
Lemme try this again…FIVE, COBS, JUST FIVE GOOD ONES!: My Faith. My Memories. Old Photographs. My Wedding Dress and Wedding Album. No, that’s five.
Try again: My Children – before they turned into teenagers, because before that ‘teenager’ time, I was a Super-Heroin my children’s eyes. I could cook; bake; make; teach; love; cure; befriend; solve problems; read the best stories; make stories up from nothing; paint; create; juggle; do magic; make a wish come true; Google has nothing on me, for I was The Oracle and knew the answer to every question they asked. I could organise a party within hours; make costumes for the school play out of apparently no supplies, and .. oh all manner of Super-Hero Mom stuff.
Darn it … see my brain went off on journey of memories there.CONCENTRATE COBS!
Let’s see if I can do it with the aid of pictures …
This next picture with its caption comes remarkably close to the truth regarding what I saw Himself doing on Saturday morning (Saturday 24th Sept.) . . . .
... as I made my way to the bathroom to take a shower, his last words to me were: “I’m going to garden vac all those pine needles which have fallen in the garden”. And he did. Well done that man!
However … when I returned some minutes later after taking a shower and getting dressed, … he’d finished in the garden and was so happy doing his ‘job’ that obviously felt he hadn’t played nearly enough with his power tool so he’d moved into the conservatory with that same Garden Vacuum, and was sucking up the pine needles he’d walked into the house, … the mat at the door … and the rug in the middle, which he’d complained about the price of when I bought it… and yet, here he was, using the Garden Vac on the darn thing! (I cross my heart – he really did Garden Vac the conservatory!).
One down, four to go ..
NUMBER 2 … FUNNY TEXT MESSAGES FROM DOGS … and CATS.
And from the cat …
NUMBER THREE …. CRAFTING: Ohhhh I LOVE LOVE LOVE to craft!
NUMBER 4…. THE NAUGHTY ‘ME’ WHICH WANTS TO DO *STUFF*
I SO want to do this, just for the giggles
NUMBER 5 … Little Cobs ~ My GRANDSON.
I know I could sit here and tap out a gazillion words about Little Cobs, but most of you have heard them all before and you know that inside this little boy is a spark which ignites a flame of pure, unadulterated love and happiness within me, which makes my heart sing and my mind explode into symphony of musical flowers. Little Cobs is just 5 years old and has Cerebral Palsy and Autism. For a little dot of a child, he’s a massive blessing in my life.
I have already blogged about some of the albums I’ve made for him, but there is one album which I’m making just for him, which has some ‘magic’ about it, – because he loves magical wonderment. He loves that I can make up stories on the spur of the moment which have their own characters and some built-in wonderment which make his eyes twinkle and sparkle with delight. The book/album I’m putting together has a theme to it of “Wishes”. Wishes I make for him, (which you’ll see in this short video of delight from Duirwaigh), and these wishes are all there in a mix which includes dragons and fairies and things which delight and entrance him. Yes, Little Cobs is absolutely my biggest Happy of all.
If you’re still reading and haven’t wandered off yet, then here’s where it gets interesting.
I have to now pass this award onto 5 other bloggers, but they have to be bloggers which make me happy. It’s taken me days to manage to get this down to five, because all of the blogs I follow make me so happy that I’m impossible to deal with after visiting them. Apparently, Mr. Cobs says, that it’s like I’ve been on E numbers for 24 hours. But the rules say only 5 – so here goes….
I’ve nominated these blogs because the ‘owners’ are wonderful people who bring me much joy. But – nominated people: … if you’ve had too many nominations and don’t want to take part then there is absolutely no requirement to do so.
If however, you do want to take part… then you just have to tell your readers 5 things which make you happy. You don’t have to go round fishing for pictures, or anything like that. You can just make a list of five simple things (eg: Biscuits/Cake/Partner/Climbing Mountains/Bungee Jumping) … and that’s it. Then you have to name five other blogs to pass the tag to also … and... once you’re done, you get to display the very wonderful (well ok’ish’) Happiness Tag(below) on your blog, which I made specially for everyone because I couldn’t find the right link to the tag, so I made a whole new, exclusive tag just for us to use. (you can size it down to fit in the side bar on your blog. I just left it big so that you could see it).
Thank you for coming and spending some time with me. I so enjoy your company – more than you’ll ever realise. And … when you comment, it really is like having my friends round the kitchen table for a coffee and giggle. I so love talking to you all and have got to know many of you as if you were here with me. It’s amazing what chatting in blog land can do. I’ve found it to be a very happy place with wonderful readers who have turned into friends.
Have a wonderful day out there… and … be good to yourself, and each other.
Sending my love to you in your corner, from me here in mine.
A few days ago I posted about a card I’d made (see photo below) and thought we could have a bit of fun with it by doing a ‘give away’ of that actual card. If anyone wanted to join in all they had to do was to comment with the word GIVEAWAY in their comment, and I’d include them as being one of the people who might like to be the owner of this card.
A couple of folks didn’t quite use the word (‘GIVEAWAY’) … but they said they wanted to be included, and since this is only a bit of fun and the first time I’ve ever done this, and added to that … it’s just a card and not a million pound lottery win, I thought I’d not be a stickler to the letter, so in all, we had 5 people say they wanted to be included.
soozyb (soozyb – I can’t add your name as a link as I can’t find a link to your blog. If you have one, could you post the address for it, and I’ll turn your name into a link so that visitors could come and check your own blog out and who knows … you might gain some more followers!)
And then … I went to the Random Number Generator website and asked it to pick me a number and this is the screen shot of the number it picked:
If you can’t read that number in the wee box over to the right there…. here’s a bigger screen print of just that box … only larger:
The result was… [drumroll] number 1… which means that the card goes to BCParkinson.
Congratulations BCP … I’m thrilled for you … and Edna Chicken sends her regards. (lol). I’ll contact you and let you know about sending me your snail mail address so that I can send this to you.
I’ve so enjoyed this bit of fun. Maybe we could do it again another time? What d’you think?
Thank you all for playing along. I love you to pieces for joining in the bit of fun.
