The three of us went to a friend’s house today to do some Stampin’ Up card making.  It was not an official event (no catalogs or pressure to buy things) but just lots of cards to play with.  Besides her and the Orstad clan, there were 4 other ladies (yes, Matthew was the only guy there, poor man) and we all had a great time.  The hostess had created 7 different cards using different techniques (eg embossing, using dimensionals, some crank thing that crinkled the paper, tearing, using assorted pretties like brads and ribbons and different punches) and had enough card stock all cut out and ready to go so that everyone could go around and make at least one of each.  Matthew didn’t make any cards; I think he’s decided that although this is sort of fun, it’s not really his thing.  But he chit-chatted with everyone (most work with me or are friends in town here we’ve spent a lot of time with) and did admit that he had a fun time (helped that our hostess is a grandma and had LOTS of fun toys and lego/megablocks to keep El amused!)  All in all, it was a lot of fun.

Which brings up the point: if Keri has gotten into cardmaking and made lots of Christmas cards (I did make quite a few), why has almost no one received one?  Because Keri likes the fun of creating things and then letting them die in a heap, almost but not quite finished.  I still may send them out… if some people receive Christmas cards from us in March, hopefully they understand.  If some don’t ever get a card, either I forgot you, I got tired of making cards and you are one of the unlucky ones, or more likely: I never got around to sending the cards I have.  Pitiful, I know, but that’s the way I roll.

In the meantime, here are two more random pictures.  They are both from Elizabeth’s first trip to Storybook Island in Rapid City last summer in July.  We had to peel her, bawling from the black plastic horse because she wanted to ride him FOREVER.  Scott, does the other pic make you nostalgic?  Remember those things?  Last year she was too little to really get them bouncing, but this year I bet she’ll love them!