tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76462233305558182992024-03-07T13:32:04.122-08:00Altered Art Journalvaleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-86507284460185087292009-08-17T00:02:00.000-07:002009-08-17T00:03:32.578-07:00new blogMy new blog cn be found <a href="http://dottydotty.wordpress.com/">here</a>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-41691552634256672042007-12-31T01:54:00.000-08:002007-12-31T02:07:51.542-08:00finished<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicfllZFAG8IpbqpmVrhcwHELY2bR1zyIHEN93fOhgaQTCbTu4936Ko8NuZ22G6bxZdtUJ28CdFJpuZln6d1RMuIFpOxSazs11GGRfQCe6zVKd4Y_OiQnGn5ISjj0DWf-tz9GJ0gLstw16j/s1600-h/101_2553.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicfllZFAG8IpbqpmVrhcwHELY2bR1zyIHEN93fOhgaQTCbTu4936Ko8NuZ22G6bxZdtUJ28CdFJpuZln6d1RMuIFpOxSazs11GGRfQCe6zVKd4Y_OiQnGn5ISjj0DWf-tz9GJ0gLstw16j/s320/101_2553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150076649038260466" /></a><br />all the cards together<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj64JLKHeBkcxESaS0f6DyuObAh5KBHim8YM4P4uQxAecH1JL3qE1wqd_65ZltEMxe0Y5u1Gi3WLHWtQAD-y0azY4pWDM2CBvN2UULPLoobI7lwA-UcygoN7QIqLNHdWJSXRwB30O1VNZ5A/s1600-h/101_2551.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj64JLKHeBkcxESaS0f6DyuObAh5KBHim8YM4P4uQxAecH1JL3qE1wqd_65ZltEMxe0Y5u1Gi3WLHWtQAD-y0azY4pWDM2CBvN2UULPLoobI7lwA-UcygoN7QIqLNHdWJSXRwB30O1VNZ5A/s320/101_2551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150076309735844066" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaz5xBRLaa1mJPZG5h-hZ-SpH1fZYJj_6npVC_YMt1Sumn-_WBLGeohqMHiZwI2ehJOXmoBFrksuMX5F7ms1IPyEe-FxMp5q3Hvy_3y3cEsDttf8k5Q-CcCyfKNhRGPfa26iOp8LTMDWTh/s1600-h/101_2552.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaz5xBRLaa1mJPZG5h-hZ-SpH1fZYJj_6npVC_YMt1Sumn-_WBLGeohqMHiZwI2ehJOXmoBFrksuMX5F7ms1IPyEe-FxMp5q3Hvy_3y3cEsDttf8k5Q-CcCyfKNhRGPfa26iOp8LTMDWTh/s320/101_2552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150076223836498130" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2QFdKNmjAOWuyZPmfwmgq6ArwKgFH2U19aVOi3X0yxvyUXYbvU6EIOpIc0CVUNJ1MEzloxi5RrE3y38vMB_q8J1iJDVN6hgUfaq9P881hr9-PjFCgOJIs9E1EDrFUb_RXldGRZ2uywfNU/s1600-h/101_2549.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2QFdKNmjAOWuyZPmfwmgq6ArwKgFH2U19aVOi3X0yxvyUXYbvU6EIOpIc0CVUNJ1MEzloxi5RrE3y38vMB_q8J1iJDVN6hgUfaq9P881hr9-PjFCgOJIs9E1EDrFUb_RXldGRZ2uywfNU/s320/101_2549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150075240288987330" /></a><br />cant believe we have actually finished this I am so pleased that I managed to do thi although i didn't always keep up<br /><br />week 50 prompt was greatest gift life imediately sprung to mind<br /><br />week 51 prompt was saw this and thought of you. When I was younger I shard a bedroom with my big sister she completlely covered a wall with pictures of David cassidy sadly my sister is no longer with us but when ever I see picture of david it always makes me smile<br /><br />Week 52 prompt was art I used mine to say a great big thank you to Em for such a fantastic year.<br /><br />I have really enjoyed doing this thanks everyone for looking<br /><br />Valvaleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-65094966666308672132007-12-03T14:17:00.000-08:002007-12-03T14:22:06.033-08:00Ideas<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMGrTvRRVSwEXLNgNCT2DBYwIyPNZOP6arskz8-nEN-spExuc41_rcEWMkFpqTPoQNKUKK9jT9r1Fqy9OSJ9i2trEJPtykKzTKSf3Stha1g-47ReEObL1G_u7xghzppZqdbLt2EnEyPFGa/s1600-r/water.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWIqhY-f5Pqg0R-SC0xGxTOkbm4P-aRyNURaRrhXze_nm1Yft-kHXk-ldx5OvDc8uCywg10AFqLRR-6xnS-UqHa1KHqH7f0aGkp5j5avNGJR3jOEl1eNL7Gy1ArxCH7VzK0IBYcZsV8LHK/s320/water.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139875362887884962" /></a><br />This weeks prompt was ideas, any thing to do with ideas. I always have my best ideas when I am near water whether it's being by the sea, doing the washing up or even sitting on the toiletvaleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-57833506510471885652007-11-26T08:01:00.000-08:002007-11-26T08:09:37.191-08:00Week 47<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm22BaAegOePk_2GoQkLluXLLe5ZE5c3iGtuFHo39YcQGQNH-N-103ehG3bxGKKQe44G-p8Swf0Xz0mRJrd95oskH1qksShe2aUwSjuk5GjbxFpC7kOjzM0ZAJyo7vWrIHDG9HZ4rEgYLZ/s1600-h/happy+place.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm22BaAegOePk_2GoQkLluXLLe5ZE5c3iGtuFHo39YcQGQNH-N-103ehG3bxGKKQe44G-p8Swf0Xz0mRJrd95oskH1qksShe2aUwSjuk5GjbxFpC7kOjzM0ZAJyo7vWrIHDG9HZ4rEgYLZ/s320/happy+place.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137181875457516946" /></a><br />feel like I am back on a roll week 47 prompt is what's your happy place. I have lots of happy places but I guess one of my favourites has to be Portland Bill I love to just sit there and look at the waves crashing on the rocks. It makes you realise what a small part we play in this vast universe of ours. As a family we love to spend time there although we can't get there to often as it is quite a long way away.<br />My husband would love to retire to that part of the country.valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-28829259254082885012007-11-25T09:41:00.000-08:002007-11-25T09:55:06.922-08:00whoo can't believe I have been away so long<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGEiqW9aIQtVyy21GK83_F9XgcH7_acsFoz-ftsrAzC5DIUm3MgdvLnyW5kLcb2nzZjrIJtcTfAPDMawrorv5W7emY0wazJ-x6UAD2FLagfmVD2cVkw38f7e9ThtNE9ucXluJ8mOFzxim9/s1600-h/catch+up.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGEiqW9aIQtVyy21GK83_F9XgcH7_acsFoz-ftsrAzC5DIUm3MgdvLnyW5kLcb2nzZjrIJtcTfAPDMawrorv5W7emY0wazJ-x6UAD2FLagfmVD2cVkw38f7e9ThtNE9ucXluJ8mOFzxim9/s320/catch+up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136837835692205442" /></a><br />finally caught up with all of my journal cards I have been doing bit's but just haven't got round to posting on here so what have I miss<br /><br />funny ha ha<br /><br />A programme called still game about a group of old scots whish just makes me howl with laughter<br /><br />Strength <br /><br />A pic of my nephew and my great nieces hands<br /><br />a beautiful life<br /><br />pics taken from my little world journal that I did with shimelle<br /><br />draw something<br /><br />a selp portrait based on the work of beryl cook<br /><br />I wander<br /><br />I wander where Ill be if I listen to my dreams<br /><br />someone spesh<br /><br />my work colleauge and very good friend<br /><br />how is it not any more<br /><br />I don't have my mum as my hairdresser<br /><br />magic carpet<br /><br />if I had a a magic carpet I would fly to weymouth<br /><br />a greatful week<br /><br />scarey<br /><br />my fear of heights didn't stop me climbing mount snowdon<br /><br />home is where the heart is<br /><br />what have you discovered about yourself<br /><br />I am bloody good at my job<br /><br />rejuvination<br /><br />crips country walks in frosty leaves<br /><br />phew caught up and now emily inspires me to do some thing else<br />http://embers.typepad.com/e/valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-49541958022128270572007-08-21T11:50:00.000-07:002007-08-21T11:55:00.423-07:00Quiet and 10 minutes<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUmlKt5mifLe1CuDCpAaUrcejivAQvrIH0bszAlxMYenJsmHJh7-CHSiG8KpzFOPuhxWTxbgvFMtzuHkGp84TInHd1KN0xB5l-JpU290DoE5kc03L1JpHLOLrYQ0cikT6N3dgX8PVNg_nT/s1600-h/10+minutes.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUmlKt5mifLe1CuDCpAaUrcejivAQvrIH0bszAlxMYenJsmHJh7-CHSiG8KpzFOPuhxWTxbgvFMtzuHkGp84TInHd1KN0xB5l-JpU290DoE5kc03L1JpHLOLrYQ0cikT6N3dgX8PVNg_nT/s320/10+minutes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101229220530158418" /></a><br />Week 32's prompt was quiet one of my sons favourite memories of his grandad was when he used to shout quiet as loud as he could at the dinner table when we had all got a bit noisy there used to be quite a few of us at family get togethers. Funnily enough it used to terrify me when I was little don't know wether my dad had mellowed a bit or that my son just got the joke better. <br />Week's 33 prompt was to spend 10 minutes creating from the stuff around you I'll be honest and said mine took twenty minutes but I really like the effectvaleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-74283251574236475522007-08-08T00:25:00.000-07:002007-08-08T00:28:37.085-07:00What don't you regret<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKHk5ZRsLqLgJE9SMP8yt0VE2AaZNYhuNZDzaEAcsM4hqidwOjGZFotrTZ4AzZxn31O8EJ_96dSsJ8v-Yo2S3cxzvVQlwZOoflsVrQszJsSPAID4JKgLYeA2IuqesZ39V-4h7wN4q8ZtDR/s1600-h/edith+piaf.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKHk5ZRsLqLgJE9SMP8yt0VE2AaZNYhuNZDzaEAcsM4hqidwOjGZFotrTZ4AzZxn31O8EJ_96dSsJ8v-Yo2S3cxzvVQlwZOoflsVrQszJsSPAID4JKgLYeA2IuqesZ39V-4h7wN4q8ZtDR/s320/edith+piaf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096228257691131746" /></a><br />week 31's prompt is what don't you regret eversince i have been singing Je regrette rien by Edith piaf so this weeks card is a picture of her. I have no regrets everything i have been and done is what has made me the person who i am today and actualy I am quite happy with her.valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-33327544164715472632007-07-31T10:16:00.000-07:002007-07-31T10:23:35.303-07:00Caught up finally!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbm8f_VZjUQpEl-856aOWYnq8brUhJEUCUTQo71Ko0u5pWxxQzhN9a4uPhKQ8LAv6YMsfS_13RzJ5IyLTqSZkRby34irf_kZAJj_AfBruUrAqi-MG-8KFZ08oMap-5fPmhbBarqmegAzG0/s1600-h/all+thirty.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbm8f_VZjUQpEl-856aOWYnq8brUhJEUCUTQo71Ko0u5pWxxQzhN9a4uPhKQ8LAv6YMsfS_13RzJ5IyLTqSZkRby34irf_kZAJj_AfBruUrAqi-MG-8KFZ08oMap-5fPmhbBarqmegAzG0/s320/all+thirty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093412923808472914" /></a><br />the last photo shows all thirty cards together<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu43s8njSBOJrP-FnxP5WKJcChMTVbpy0UNHzH5dfpldwlrVFuTtddm3dkRjOvtmdyCoQWejHq_IKMR8ovSvZTXF5bFBzUeg1Z0mrtyBzKNJ7BJwvLuz8Cpr_vM839gDAifPmjO8A7g4tJ/s1600-h/three+backs.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu43s8njSBOJrP-FnxP5WKJcChMTVbpy0UNHzH5dfpldwlrVFuTtddm3dkRjOvtmdyCoQWejHq_IKMR8ovSvZTXF5bFBzUeg1Z0mrtyBzKNJ7BJwvLuz8Cpr_vM839gDAifPmjO8A7g4tJ/s320/three+backs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093412691880238914" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSJU0o6fcrzzhahOpoxKZZxQFGrYhoLeiTNPJOUaHFTqA8QU4AiJSmJCuxPUBldv_tmA9_xXBSGzGsENrYUExFOhVIR54Ti8-31oYjLlMrTo6xir-wi_m-lq5Kf5nGk0f3f4S4-cy3F6M/s1600-h/all+five.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSJU0o6fcrzzhahOpoxKZZxQFGrYhoLeiTNPJOUaHFTqA8QU4AiJSmJCuxPUBldv_tmA9_xXBSGzGsENrYUExFOhVIR54Ti8-31oYjLlMrTo6xir-wi_m-lq5Kf5nGk0f3f4S4-cy3F6M/s320/all+five.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093412610275860274" /></a><br />finally caught up with the last five weeks wont go into to much detail will let the cards speak for themselvesvaleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-67471479261426664152007-07-15T16:03:00.000-07:002007-07-15T16:04:45.970-07:00must catch upI have one card to scan and two (by tommorow to make) must get back to itvaleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-26410627953030077112007-06-25T22:52:00.000-07:002007-06-25T22:58:24.114-07:00A photo that is special to you<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh299d9WrJSG6x4Ii34pKhFLVHoCWpALy-186MWqcElqq7y85SRQ_Qs3UEnuX661qsmYWfqdu9LhLBX2m4UP3u2qwMGVC7CIBdNJqWDbekym2LLwqWMkpRBbvX3zyGxU1mDaNLUvqnKpIzM/s1600-h/christmas+2006+001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh299d9WrJSG6x4Ii34pKhFLVHoCWpALy-186MWqcElqq7y85SRQ_Qs3UEnuX661qsmYWfqdu9LhLBX2m4UP3u2qwMGVC7CIBdNJqWDbekym2LLwqWMkpRBbvX3zyGxU1mDaNLUvqnKpIzM/s320/christmas+2006+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080248360964572322" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgITHYhk4kpkKTLHB47bFGpTNLMh-YFBuvjIiJ8wf2RXD6v_lFmAsDAAoGMqPozR458LpWJ-WK1OfPPpS7l-2yHAFbyZJuOfmgNncqh7gYnUaYkfHb9DavMhnOlqNa0RXcq4R3CH6-wFNLm/s1600-h/christmas+2006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgITHYhk4kpkKTLHB47bFGpTNLMh-YFBuvjIiJ8wf2RXD6v_lFmAsDAAoGMqPozR458LpWJ-WK1OfPPpS7l-2yHAFbyZJuOfmgNncqh7gYnUaYkfHb9DavMhnOlqNa0RXcq4R3CH6-wFNLm/s320/christmas+2006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080248245000455314" /></a><br />Emily is away this week following a move so this weeks inspiration prompt was provided by<br />Tara http://tarawhitney.typepad.com/ and involves using a photo new or oldthat is special to you. This weeks card shows a photo taken at my nephews 21st showing four generations of my sife of the family. The only member who wasn't there was my beautiful neice and he photo is shown on the back. it is very rare that we get so many of us together so it is a very special photo for me. Thanks for the prompt Tarasvaleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-65687915936886108602007-06-18T22:56:00.002-07:002007-06-18T23:02:12.908-07:00Remember when?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggKS3Sz7Tp0G76mwYt-xyCIjlvf6uIdd8TrBQ6rLzz6ArcJcSp6QP6RB78ElwX3jz07B2l8UKuy_mXdxFIO29X3-gjiu5Dj-9RDaU_CZ7QWD0hREZJtZaxpAQBZOPHPuHX60bK58ZVSBid/s1600-h/short+hair.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggKS3Sz7Tp0G76mwYt-xyCIjlvf6uIdd8TrBQ6rLzz6ArcJcSp6QP6RB78ElwX3jz07B2l8UKuy_mXdxFIO29X3-gjiu5Dj-9RDaU_CZ7QWD0hREZJtZaxpAQBZOPHPuHX60bK58ZVSBid/s320/short+hair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077651705341789314" /></a><br />this is what he looks like now<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkj7fV6_v5mKAMCeddoZR5hUX1f8VbuViZHDqP6pbPk__1bWTlgSvmk-KeJhFxg-xqD8T2gzhqyLIj7pkojMhkWZ6YJ9UoFxLgd5lb6PCQVF_Q2anIucmgce-8WpdhbQC__6ttfFJv_mHN/s1600-h/long+hair+f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkj7fV6_v5mKAMCeddoZR5hUX1f8VbuViZHDqP6pbPk__1bWTlgSvmk-KeJhFxg-xqD8T2gzhqyLIj7pkojMhkWZ6YJ9UoFxLgd5lb6PCQVF_Q2anIucmgce-8WpdhbQC__6ttfFJv_mHN/s320/long+hair+f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077651013852054642" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioEY5Qi-kIKRz5lLkWVzmFMFgvbE7H8bCZimCTgrv0yG1JgWTMcWnoEExvJOZcOHjGi6vb4ry9ebeBPv60nxGdXp1057NzNGgiAarTdlOK54ef3d1Bd1WoNYpU1vD8iyGBm2aeYgWA1hWd/s1600-h/long+hair+b.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioEY5Qi-kIKRz5lLkWVzmFMFgvbE7H8bCZimCTgrv0yG1JgWTMcWnoEExvJOZcOHjGi6vb4ry9ebeBPv60nxGdXp1057NzNGgiAarTdlOK54ef3d1Bd1WoNYpU1vD8iyGBm2aeYgWA1hWd/s320/long+hair+b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077650876413101154" /></a><br />week 24'sprompt is remember when this card shows hubby when he had long hair it was longer than that at one time.valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-84292593167934717742007-06-14T13:41:00.000-07:002007-06-14T13:43:00.025-07:00Thanks Scrapdolly For The Fab Link<table border="0" cellPadding="0" cellSpacing="0" bgcolor=#FFFFFF><tr><td><a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4f444d354d6a41300a&campaign=blog_playback_link"><img style="border: none" width="386" height="303" src="http://www.smilebox.com/snap/4f444d354d6a41300a.jpg" alt="Birthday Boy" /></a></td></tr><tr><td><a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=makingmemories&campaign=blog_logo"><img style="border: none" width="386" height="42" src="http://www.smilebox.com/images/blogLogoSmilebox.gif" alt="Powered by Smilebox" /></a></td></tr><tr><td align="center"><a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4f444d354d6a41300a&campaign=blog_playback_link">Click to play</a><span> | </span><a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/makeYourOwnRedirect.jsp?partner=makingmemories&campaign=blog_post_makeyourown">Make your own Smilebox</a></td></tr></table><br /><br /><br />Srcapdolly from ukscrappers posted a link which led me to this isn't it coolvaleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-37798437636624175582007-06-11T16:19:00.000-07:002007-06-11T16:35:41.505-07:00Right Now I Am<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_XLnuZts1izhDa9kgCCskzArT7ZFjqXJtIfSKIWtb9yFpK57WLe3gLPgwpUkrKt2ZwxHU2_CHvHWLU7xmNLjIiRcQ9puHfGXJ-2dA2n-xbh7WaQfLZIkfLk88yRykLzNPuIN2C6ppnkBT/s1600-h/star.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074954276901340226" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinCAHuuy6MCVl25zMlaQkSti00Fy2LAvRqMVD_nSp9w53fybWSCwovK4I7PuFnPRfSDpnrZEQWyxz0GtVXEacxOUrA-7K3yRNyd6fL9MQLFZYNPHQeXwC1pWxy23yj1p84ZjxKdhAbSZ-B/s320/confident.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdyFyamRlxsmTKEkAzc4uaKs24UxRAAYFx_9TxOltJAiuibfb4GRqWxnSUsZLEJQm6iwbrhxxDZUEwGeWuhPhXt-taiG4VlDDoHaZQkDrkdQQVMJ-uB7XzZtZaVycSF-iNv7GDMcVU62fC/s1600-h/working.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074953499512259602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdyFyamRlxsmTKEkAzc4uaKs24UxRAAYFx_9TxOltJAiuibfb4GRqWxnSUsZLEJQm6iwbrhxxDZUEwGeWuhPhXt-taiG4VlDDoHaZQkDrkdQQVMJ-uB7XzZtZaVycSF-iNv7GDMcVU62fC/s320/working.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ6Z8ZEH54Z2t-i9njjZN3IO6LuvfdkrLTXLZ_Pfk7YHED39T3aDvIAgMFc68uKHi6MdyhlY_WqIsRkkrA0CtN-NTQJ4w644LSoL95p3KipP_B7lHmkLdcD338O_oIvyLrTGtalWI-tnHW/s1600-h/mothering.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074952520259716082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ6Z8ZEH54Z2t-i9njjZN3IO6LuvfdkrLTXLZ_Pfk7YHED39T3aDvIAgMFc68uKHi6MdyhlY_WqIsRkkrA0CtN-NTQJ4w644LSoL95p3KipP_B7lHmkLdcD338O_oIvyLrTGtalWI-tnHW/s320/mothering.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>week 23's promt is where are you right now well I am busy at work both with the union and my main job, I am very happy with how my life is, I am becoming more confident every day, I am swapping stuff with people all over the world and i am being a mother to my children and probably to my husband at times too, here is this weeks card I would like to thank Kay for her instructions <a href="http://www.atcards.com/forums/showthread.php?t=7229">http://www.atcards.com/forums/showthread.php?t=7229</a> I had great fun making it. </div></div></div></div></div>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-58890403288152965952007-06-04T15:15:00.000-07:002007-06-04T23:04:05.924-07:00Learn Something New<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_2htQEtM2hcV_afCWmywqPVYOwd7QLVgBe9vutBhPUEKUF1desVpOwcxHBywauFx-ncIXLGNPk2ehgugWOrRESVCN6k_mfYUTz054FfVUbxnKZagYyuBLbcl8vI1ZseKo1Cx0zCjUilc_/s1600-h/week+22+front.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072337381599073714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_2htQEtM2hcV_afCWmywqPVYOwd7QLVgBe9vutBhPUEKUF1desVpOwcxHBywauFx-ncIXLGNPk2ehgugWOrRESVCN6k_mfYUTz054FfVUbxnKZagYyuBLbcl8vI1ZseKo1Cx0zCjUilc_/s320/week+22+front.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSAvgrOWrwym00zP3N1_GgKOyJGkzt-0UbMt40uQFiwuw1w7Lenb3hMu9c5Jws8VIlGL0kyefdJ5O3kDtmzA12_nTMoxnXK-1UfG-XAk__jyi_sxkhCLsynN0wcocFwXhqczS7TwCPSLZr/s1600-h/week+22+back.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072337265634956706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSAvgrOWrwym00zP3N1_GgKOyJGkzt-0UbMt40uQFiwuw1w7Lenb3hMu9c5Jws8VIlGL0kyefdJ5O3kDtmzA12_nTMoxnXK-1UfG-XAk__jyi_sxkhCLsynN0wcocFwXhqczS7TwCPSLZr/s320/week+22+back.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Week 22's prompt was about what new thing would you like to learn as a nurse where I live we have a lot of Italians and with their dementia a great deal of them revert back to their native tongue it wouldbe so good to be able to help them better, I have wanted to learn to play the guitar for such a long time but can never be bothered to go through the pain in my fingers.</div></div>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-87448784513603680922007-06-02T00:28:00.000-07:002007-06-02T00:37:59.881-07:00Qualities<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMI-rj6RmuB9Xtg5MJos_BS3AmTlAOqOaPJ9PCCzsEWJfUhyphenhyphenojEok8fwaWnBvI4aVfHKsDYP8-uVpInMT8oN9_avS1OTnWmrdsknFFBWjo3y0ULm9BHULWitTEwSK-BNP1ESongkLsitR1/s1600-h/about+me.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071367732602459538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMI-rj6RmuB9Xtg5MJos_BS3AmTlAOqOaPJ9PCCzsEWJfUhyphenhyphenojEok8fwaWnBvI4aVfHKsDYP8-uVpInMT8oN9_avS1OTnWmrdsknFFBWjo3y0ULm9BHULWitTEwSK-BNP1ESongkLsitR1/s320/about+me.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Week 21's prompt (how did we get here so quick) what are your qualities. Ever since i was about 15 i have been someones auntie Val as in agony aunt. People have always come to me with thier problems. I would say that is because I am a good listener, tolerant, supportive, creative, caring and friendly. Equally these some of the qualities that help me to do my job as a psycaitric nurse.</div><div>you cant tell from the scan but the card is made of mirror board so it reflects me when I look into it.</div>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-15981822847348331502007-06-02T00:20:00.000-07:002007-06-02T00:28:02.029-07:00Change<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn8IINWtICF9cBSK5ixeULcce6I10LP8SCEbZ3Nnril5vM3nTLROhn45hRvNDCgBFDTchzvaKVg2zimNu16h9u8WTB7SOCxRwnV8HebBykPaXt58LZ89kHj27U0nTAI9NwXT1il6nZDa5K/s1600-h/change.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071365099787507074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn8IINWtICF9cBSK5ixeULcce6I10LP8SCEbZ3Nnril5vM3nTLROhn45hRvNDCgBFDTchzvaKVg2zimNu16h9u8WTB7SOCxRwnV8HebBykPaXt58LZ89kHj27U0nTAI9NwXT1il6nZDa5K/s320/change.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I am usually very positve about change and was going to write embrace chage it is always for the best on my card for week 20's prompt. Then I had to spend the last week supporting staff, as a union rep, whose community home had closed down. An order had been placed on it to close by magistrates at 9pm Thursday and by 7 pm Friday it was closed and the six clients with learning difficulties had been moved to different homes some a long way from relatives. I really couldn't understand how this change could be for the best so I decided that my card should read embrace change it is always an experience. </div>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-66142470349619725782007-05-14T14:56:00.000-07:002007-05-14T15:01:09.302-07:00Suprise<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0WdhArS0Kr7Peg_K03Ebhlu_aot58BPvR9xm45NCfEzpSNHcDCRgh0KXw-I8JPObg_cHlaOrhAspaQikfFe1leK7fv0__bsK5jZ1zJgkfchEcX-MmAzOOh5W-mNLqr6eUMf6CHrFZ8ae2/s1600-h/card19f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064539798059884706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0WdhArS0Kr7Peg_K03Ebhlu_aot58BPvR9xm45NCfEzpSNHcDCRgh0KXw-I8JPObg_cHlaOrhAspaQikfFe1leK7fv0__bsK5jZ1zJgkfchEcX-MmAzOOh5W-mNLqr6eUMf6CHrFZ8ae2/s320/card19f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtYDYMIrO_CVtI5vu8gwasG5XlFUj33y0HNYLoosLGfFZCPBh221p6Y-S0isUbTfywobCHPHMyXM7ayjNycfTCaSkRtHfGySiafJ9Ow6CcCqqSffLvlQO_qCN9XJ3iGosublSA5Y4-0b2x/s1600-h/card19b.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064539725045440658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtYDYMIrO_CVtI5vu8gwasG5XlFUj33y0HNYLoosLGfFZCPBh221p6Y-S0isUbTfywobCHPHMyXM7ayjNycfTCaSkRtHfGySiafJ9Ow6CcCqqSffLvlQO_qCN9XJ3iGosublSA5Y4-0b2x/s320/card19b.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Week 19's prompt was suprise simple as that, when the children were little we never told them when we were going to stay with my Mum we would say we were going shoppping they never did realise even though my mum lives 150 miles away. We knew when they were growing up when they recognised Lincoln Cathedral and we couldn't lie to them anymore, once we even told them we were going out for chips we were only in Cleethorpes not Bedford. They loved going there then and they still do now.</div></div>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-87041359611497592402007-05-13T12:07:00.000-07:002007-05-13T12:13:10.445-07:00An acrylic a day for the month of May<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtMyzkv5XyL_57k8ywk704CNwwVfitiuLNt5HFl5vC33cjJ19vA0RaMymh9ydW1l3ocdpAGJhbXcvalQERzn-SquZceBpicMlHFBYoOfwPx1mWKesgOMRnzgHWBkqUEZOJ3lzGe5VeKuBL/s1600-h/half+way+house.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064125170507063410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtMyzkv5XyL_57k8ywk704CNwwVfitiuLNt5HFl5vC33cjJ19vA0RaMymh9ydW1l3ocdpAGJhbXcvalQERzn-SquZceBpicMlHFBYoOfwPx1mWKesgOMRnzgHWBkqUEZOJ3lzGe5VeKuBL/s320/half+way+house.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO_D8fmgVx59MQbIA_nbGcaDMPvjbZj-k4ym41J8v7QWDnUoWGKXlvf8g-Y9f9OygpMmf9yJVyKEFdvkBTlLqOchwvFA5zR9sLcsnGD0clJNYgC-uS0KNNATP8uZrDegk6TvB7cFfzPZis/s1600-h/mountains.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064125037363077218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO_D8fmgVx59MQbIA_nbGcaDMPvjbZj-k4ym41J8v7QWDnUoWGKXlvf8g-Y9f9OygpMmf9yJVyKEFdvkBTlLqOchwvFA5zR9sLcsnGD0clJNYgC-uS0KNNATP8uZrDegk6TvB7cFfzPZis/s320/mountains.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicXL7ZUR1f6s_BXEcUFhKGHEoBxsT3pmOvjPEtshJH8w0eGpylvlsJ-h9GdmkhiIlDwuvuLpI_KWWYQ8PJZhEnzKdu9blAK7AccY7lxw2n50AczLTs-XDqiyPhsASD6Ov2sEVb_07xQE6M/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064124311513604178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicXL7ZUR1f6s_BXEcUFhKGHEoBxsT3pmOvjPEtshJH8w0eGpylvlsJ-h9GdmkhiIlDwuvuLpI_KWWYQ8PJZhEnzKdu9blAK7AccY7lxw2n50AczLTs-XDqiyPhsASD6Ov2sEVb_07xQE6M/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Taking part in this <a href="http://www.atcards.com/forums/showthread.php?t=6671">http://www.atcards.com/forums/showthread.php?t=6671</a> but not keeping up too well finally managed to do these three first paintings I have done for ages, oh and by the way they are atc size abd based on the work of georgia okeefe</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-14408652590165130322007-05-07T15:08:00.000-07:002007-05-14T15:02:28.850-07:00Nature<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTXwut5I_VUboFVFSfcllMvpnOdDBj3ZDsEW3tqAa0DSdb85GwRjYsS42ZH_AwAHubqaUbC9_fwbnQiNJPc2UDef1OFfOtWLQADB_4HY3EI0FWL1jEjE_cSx6IzyzU8VDL_xBXLxRf8L_T/s1600-h/week+17.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061946681490153538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTXwut5I_VUboFVFSfcllMvpnOdDBj3ZDsEW3tqAa0DSdb85GwRjYsS42ZH_AwAHubqaUbC9_fwbnQiNJPc2UDef1OFfOtWLQADB_4HY3EI0FWL1jEjE_cSx6IzyzU8VDL_xBXLxRf8L_T/s320/week+17.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK6UY_wYzYwrSHB5goNnZO5U7sSOBOoTTCHciu3E5fH3STh89JZe_IBmf4-zaDvZyKUIHj4NV4cX8ULo13RhXafeMMfK5OlkUKodYmLcwWPcVYeTJCDBcRpZEr7XBPo2x1jD2WdVlYg9u6/s1600-h/week+17+back.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061944821769314354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK6UY_wYzYwrSHB5goNnZO5U7sSOBOoTTCHciu3E5fH3STh89JZe_IBmf4-zaDvZyKUIHj4NV4cX8ULo13RhXafeMMfK5OlkUKodYmLcwWPcVYeTJCDBcRpZEr7XBPo2x1jD2WdVlYg9u6/s320/week+17+back.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>week 18's prompt was nature I have been tidying up my garden this weekend and putting flowers and veg in pots planted sweetpeas which I haven't done for a couple of years forgot how much I love them. They are in a pot outside my back door and i can't wait to see them grow and smell thier stunning aroma I love to pick them a put them in tiny vases.</div></div>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-75453296786255426122007-05-07T14:59:00.000-07:002007-05-07T15:07:17.840-07:00My Bedroom<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfQk68zhad-MAjNjH7jnzYq8XO00a5C0cyqEEhyFss-cKrFTO_EFgsqz59qGPG8HQc842pOltO-MdZLugGg4hX5LzGfZxCvwWWhTOksdgIZB8zxHzgmXlwsaK1GBvPfHoWO_xWBqhhgKK6/s1600-h/week+16.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061943760912392226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfQk68zhad-MAjNjH7jnzYq8XO00a5C0cyqEEhyFss-cKrFTO_EFgsqz59qGPG8HQc842pOltO-MdZLugGg4hX5LzGfZxCvwWWhTOksdgIZB8zxHzgmXlwsaK1GBvPfHoWO_xWBqhhgKK6/s320/week+16.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ8MLzK4TdFzSxJ-rHafU3bvMDj9bqt1_Vk3CfvTX8tYcEBarSnPKkcSs5SrCB5NniVrAeOgoGzDQIxskJ-6xUm6mh-P1PiXIczZQ9RFTT7cOAGM3-YyT-boBkEqmQx9LpV49W7NtEUFjC/s1600-h/week+16+back.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061943623473438738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ8MLzK4TdFzSxJ-rHafU3bvMDj9bqt1_Vk3CfvTX8tYcEBarSnPKkcSs5SrCB5NniVrAeOgoGzDQIxskJ-6xUm6mh-P1PiXIczZQ9RFTT7cOAGM3-YyT-boBkEqmQx9LpV49W7NtEUFjC/s320/week+16+back.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>well week 16's prompt was my bedroom, my bedroom when I was a teenager was full of black and red furniture. I thought I was so chic. The bed was great though it pulled out into a kingsize and hosted many a sleep over sometimes sleeping five people. Oh if only that furniture could have talked what stories it would have told possibly just as well it couldn't</div><br /><br /><div></div></div>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-25795662138118189392007-05-02T14:33:00.000-07:002007-05-02T14:37:44.415-07:00a little help from my friends<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjynqeS-rpmhKFNU3Hz1-BQkZZmZCoHLZHXGOJTTDhQkW3TWudJK1DkR-0zlAgP4aVKAd7mE1eGG1iUUNxP1fWpuojx91N3Uv0pXJj43CL8WvVbAuhcX0KVdWdjdnPAvQA_nkcqE01r6W6O/s1600-h/card+16.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060080720063504386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjynqeS-rpmhKFNU3Hz1-BQkZZmZCoHLZHXGOJTTDhQkW3TWudJK1DkR-0zlAgP4aVKAd7mE1eGG1iUUNxP1fWpuojx91N3Uv0pXJj43CL8WvVbAuhcX0KVdWdjdnPAvQA_nkcqE01r6W6O/s320/card+16.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Can't believe how long it is since I have posted but have been so busy catching up with stuff and as Em's prompt for week 16 was to get a little help from my friends it took a little while to collect the flowers for my card I'd like to thank those who contributed including work colleauges and crop friends</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-87999616350150540062007-04-17T14:45:00.000-07:002007-04-17T14:57:43.256-07:00Your Parents<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj14DKZ3u7RFJkOpvGps243hRgkh0pUpKo5grSZG4vxTjNhIOUhGAOzwATD7QGPp8DC__-shwCnlyKZZjPvD0-77huJGjcsVn-pwWxMtiouG654AibOvKxo8C6nSK6ONcFRQLrqMZ-TkB2T/s1600-h/sweet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054519107258591298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj14DKZ3u7RFJkOpvGps243hRgkh0pUpKo5grSZG4vxTjNhIOUhGAOzwATD7QGPp8DC__-shwCnlyKZZjPvD0-77huJGjcsVn-pwWxMtiouG654AibOvKxo8C6nSK6ONcFRQLrqMZ-TkB2T/s320/sweet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4IAcnx2ao2dp8IxPFrTWbeRg-fmi6jVhMovw2HQzrHmytP9HiOhxHgOOoQDo-pSmWuircfCe4CASw_WvV6I20vZICMdWME8GwCbKbKITnpcvWGxiAs1TaMcEhFiLnV-ZnPUIq7iKng6gC/s1600-h/art.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054518991294474290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4IAcnx2ao2dp8IxPFrTWbeRg-fmi6jVhMovw2HQzrHmytP9HiOhxHgOOoQDo-pSmWuircfCe4CASw_WvV6I20vZICMdWME8GwCbKbKITnpcvWGxiAs1TaMcEhFiLnV-ZnPUIq7iKng6gC/s320/art.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>This weeks prompt first thing that comes to mind when you think of your parents easy for my mum it's her art she loves to paint and has recently rediscovered pottery and is making some really cool stuff. My dad died a few yeas ago but my mum and I were talking about him at the weekend and how he always used to buy pick and mix sweets on a saturday night, the only problem was if you asked for one he would say "Those who ask don't get and those who don't ask don't want so they don't get either" not sure how we ever managed to eat them. He also used to buy us all a packet of Walkers crisps but you couldn't have them until match of the day started even if you were tired and went to bed as soon as you ate them. Never did work out why you would have thought he would have been glad to see us in bed wouldn't you. So my card this week is double sided with no journaling, sweets for my dad and art for my mum.</div></div>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-86390573526126698292007-04-09T13:32:00.000-07:002007-04-09T14:19:45.503-07:00Birds<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU-oQNwDyI33sBwPPgVZRcSUxCWkjEa4xgcdhL6Y4-k9_smUfUmr3gEPBjLQjWkN1gIxKE8yjl35OI8M_yvQUro_fR2seN1pBMZ3jICbgQd9SUR6y13uLbuTs5OhnowB7y1yKRILIS5GZa/s1600-h/card+14.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051540788727268786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU-oQNwDyI33sBwPPgVZRcSUxCWkjEa4xgcdhL6Y4-k9_smUfUmr3gEPBjLQjWkN1gIxKE8yjl35OI8M_yvQUro_fR2seN1pBMZ3jICbgQd9SUR6y13uLbuTs5OhnowB7y1yKRILIS5GZa/s320/card+14.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbMHPdwZA72YOXXCL0a6HLHEL3W_SYiGCSMiJX6q0PYfaSSWXPUfD76yfAQvC1CZ1UF3pcUWbfi6ez_YyiH30F5FuujsTRE7nqiGIO1OTTFjYc4SeEri3rSZCWOniQESYA3mXJJ9Q5Dg7G/s1600-h/card+14back.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051540492374525330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbMHPdwZA72YOXXCL0a6HLHEL3W_SYiGCSMiJX6q0PYfaSSWXPUfD76yfAQvC1CZ1UF3pcUWbfi6ez_YyiH30F5FuujsTRE7nqiGIO1OTTFjYc4SeEri3rSZCWOniQESYA3mXJJ9Q5Dg7G/s320/card+14back.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>So week 14 and we have the prompt Birds funnily enough this ties in with the Shimelle project that I am doing and forms the basis of the next page in my when I grow up book. When I was a little girl I used to sit for hours drawing pictures of birds in the garden making them into little books. I can still remember now the feeling of absolute belief that what I was drawing was an absolutle replica of the bird in front of me, I thought I must be the most fantastic artist in the world. I'd love to see those little books now I am sure I would be quite amused to see what I had really drawn. Isn't sad how we loose that belief in ourselves along the way, I've kinda got a little bit back in that I have absolute faith in my ablity as a nurse and my belief in person centred care but oh for a bit of what I had as a child as far as my creativity is concerened.</div></div><br /><p></p><br /><p></p>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-61143853131480239092007-04-06T14:45:00.000-07:002007-04-06T14:52:25.294-07:00When I Grow UpThis is the front cover and the first two pages for my childrens book inspired by Shimelles class<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-rcHMIKKcGaYZnqczGnpRDNT3xqV0_NkBA59N9TuqQqJYr_E9CiDhiKILwOLg1O7WaKgqnpzvWP67OggMpwzxEoKLx4Bux3YtELrn3fqBnyh66rig4D0eAzz3UY9i-kG3aGwKunm9iVTJ/s1600-h/WIG+front+cover.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050435375814428034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-rcHMIKKcGaYZnqczGnpRDNT3xqV0_NkBA59N9TuqQqJYr_E9CiDhiKILwOLg1O7WaKgqnpzvWP67OggMpwzxEoKLx4Bux3YtELrn3fqBnyh66rig4D0eAzz3UY9i-kG3aGwKunm9iVTJ/s320/WIG+front+cover.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Once upon a time there was a little girl called Valerie.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJgx4ctgWCRHFEYCyA7C79diJzilsqIbwH4PXFt_DUBP7-l4o2BkGLjgleGxptKHsw_nggenj_3xePDQy23pZeMCYox2kptFa-6RakhyvQGvBaQkf_b_yH0YkzhJvJzgUvAcmBzmqcZnsc/s1600-h/WIG+page+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050435131001292146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJgx4ctgWCRHFEYCyA7C79diJzilsqIbwH4PXFt_DUBP7-l4o2BkGLjgleGxptKHsw_nggenj_3xePDQy23pZeMCYox2kptFa-6RakhyvQGvBaQkf_b_yH0YkzhJvJzgUvAcmBzmqcZnsc/s320/WIG+page+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>Everyone wanted to know what valerie would like to be when she grew up</div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSnGUIMpBUYvMYPvB5hUto9SfIdnKp04y1WJU2j8Cfqs_rNwHaunuuHISMFTm9QNXWcn-PFofv4JViiT_jNMLc2FKl5dPWAosaGC9nOXbSQ1RRHOlKWpvwuYKQeMvS-mb0JTOv3DZtEsAF/s1600-h/WIG+page+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050434778813973858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSnGUIMpBUYvMYPvB5hUto9SfIdnKp04y1WJU2j8Cfqs_rNwHaunuuHISMFTm9QNXWcn-PFofv4JViiT_jNMLc2FKl5dPWAosaGC9nOXbSQ1RRHOlKWpvwuYKQeMvS-mb0JTOv3DZtEsAF/s320/WIG+page+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>But Valerie didn't know</div></div>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646223330555818299.post-46091087384000907542007-04-04T13:18:00.000-07:002007-04-04T13:28:50.711-07:00When I Grow Up<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwNIfHw9abLtI0IdHeq3Nl10PV0Bc4HyFFTO5qEUE-WtCNIP54-d7DEDz7tCLPhJ_Art3jupU-yrccExll4lTfvVftLl5EK3q3r6SF7-H3E5-UBLG6WaSatqwjxY1rFo76rgPF_lzK7Cs-/s1600-h/when+i+grew+up.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049672576737756466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwNIfHw9abLtI0IdHeq3Nl10PV0Bc4HyFFTO5qEUE-WtCNIP54-d7DEDz7tCLPhJ_Art3jupU-yrccExll4lTfvVftLl5EK3q3r6SF7-H3E5-UBLG6WaSatqwjxY1rFo76rgPF_lzK7Cs-/s320/when+i+grew+up.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>As you can see form the button on th side of my blog I have signed up for Shimelles new class, when i grow up. Shimelle has challenged us to talk to others about this subject. Today at work I was asking friends and colleauges if what were is was what they had wanted to be. The admin staffs wanted to be a medic and an archeologist, the social workers wanted to be a comercial artist and medic (work with blood to be precise) The nurses wanted to be a physiotherapist and a helicopter pilot (too tall) and me well I wanted to be a nun until later on when I wanted to be a bride and realised the two just didn't mix. None of us are what we thought we would be. If your reading this I'd love it if you left a comment about what you wanted to be when you grew up, I'd love to know whether any of you are what you have always wanted to be.</div>valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12887951235147566795noreply@blogger.com4