It's that happy time of year again...

GARAGE/RUMMAGE SALE TIME! Whooooo! After the MOPS Mom-to-Mom sale on the 17th (where I cleared $49, and only spent $34...hmm...that doesn't sound as impressive as I thought...) I had my original $60 in change I made at the bank. I hung on to it for the week, and spent it all this past weekend.

Here was one of my best finds (besides an insane amount of spring jackets for this guy...he's covered until he's 8! LOL):

Four bucks. Got a tub full of Hot Wheels playset parts...some have proven impossible to track down layout ideas for, but the center piece of this one (motorized with wheels that shoot the cars through the track system) had words, which made it easier to figure out: Criss Cross Crash. One view of a retro commercial and I had it figured out. Only had to cut an extra piece of black track (which has rendered it useless to any other track layout we may have pieces of, but hey!) we've got HOURS of amusement for the boy (and, quite frankly, Mom, too. Always wanted race car tracks when I was little. And to play baseball, but that's a story for another time).


Working on a LO (of the scrap variety) as we speak...more on that later ;)


Still on Lesson 3 for my GIS class, but I've been having fun with some winter photos. Go figure. Spring is here and yet I felt compelled to work on this:
New brushes from DD...and a new font from Fontscape that I LOVE: Chicago House trial (title). This is an old Pencil Lines sketch, too. I love that they give you a digi template to use with their challenges! Sweet.

Here's one last weird one I worked on this weekend. Everything is from Studio Calico. Back in 1998, I did a production of Brigadoon. Backstage, the guys at that particular playhouse had a Single Malt Scotch Lovers Club. They opened up membership to anyone who wanted to donate a bottle or two for after performances. I had the chance to try a LOT of different single-malts (in moderation, of course), and I settled on Balvenie as a particular favorite of mine. I've been raving about it to any single-malt friend I've met over the past 12 years, and FINALLY our buddy John B. took my hint when he and his family were house guests this past holiday season. Hee.

Honestly, all I ever drink at one time is about what is in that glass. About half a finger, see? And I still have left in the bottle what you see here. Scotch is a winter drink ;) to be sipped by a roaring fire. Neat, no ice, thanks.

Hopefully you don't think of me as a total lush now.