Wednesday, January 27, 2010

My February Humble Arts Offerings

Here's a lil' look-see at my offerings......

Vintage Sewing Notions Grab Bags

#1 Red

#2 Purple

#3 Blue

#4 Black

#5 Brown

#6 Antique White

#7 Green

#8 Pink

#9 White

#10 yellow

Be sure to check out the Humble Arts February 1st!!


Who Thinks Up This Stuff?????

As I was getting caught up online here this morning a news story caught my attention.....

"Airport Stops Man With 44 Lizards In Pants"

According to KERO channel 23 and The Associated Press.....

"A German reptile collector has been jailed for 14 weeks and must pay a 5,000 New Zealand dollar ($3,540) fine for plundering New Zealand's wild gecko and skink populations, a judge has ruled. Hans Kurt Kubus, 58, is to be deported to Germany as soon as he is released from prison, Judge Colin Doherty ordered Tuesday. Kubus was caught by wildlife officials at Christchurch International Airport on South Island in December, about to board an overseas flight with 44 geckos and skinks in a hand-sewn package concealed in his underwear."

Excuse me? You put what?.....where? Ummm.......exactly why would you do that? And.....exactly how did you come up with such a wonderful idea????? Good thinking sir!!! Good thinking!! Now....the only question I have remaining is.......if frogs give ya warts......what do 44 geckos and skinks in your pants give ya??

Hope your day is grand!!

Monday, January 25, 2010

I Love Being Over 40!!

No!! Really!! I do!! Yea totally!! It is just great!!

I drag more of my body parts on the ground behind me than a snake does.....and my skin is just as scaly too!! Perhaps you become a snake at age 40!!

I found a grey hair in my eyebrow, but for the life of me.......I can't see it when I have my tweezers in hand!! What the heck.....It's so long I poked the cashier in the eye at the grocery store can it be that as soon as the tweezers are perched to pluck....I go blind??????

I have taken up yoga.......every time I sneeze so that I don't pee my pants!!!!

Getting onto the floor is avoided at all cost for once there my day is over!!

I don't sleep!! And by don't sleep I mean that I am wide eyed awake until 3 or 4am and then when I get up at 6am I fall asleep every time I stand still for 4 seconds!! Here I am driving Brady to school......

and reading emails......

Here I am cleaning this morning.....

And yet here I am now.....

Oh yea!!! 40 is absolutely fabulous!!!

Have a great Tuesday!!

Sunday, January 24, 2010

For a Good Time Call...... I mean click.....

Cake Wrecks
When Professional Cakes Go Horribly,
Hilariously Wrong

You won't be sorry!! Just make sure you are wearing your pee-proof panties!!

Have a great day!!

Friday, January 22, 2010

It's Coming!!!!!

The Humble Arts
will be celebrating all things Alice on February 1st!!
Don't be late!!!

Write it on your heart that every day is the best day of the year
**Ralph Waldo Emerson**

Thursday, January 21, 2010



....and by that I mean......Sure Happy It's Thursday!!!!!

Hope yours' is grand!! :O)

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Let's Face It......I Really Am A Big Dork!!

I know shocking right!!! I recently received a free "album" of songs for my ipod (see I'm such a dork I don't even know what do you call a grouping of songs now a days....and who even says "now a days" anymore???) from some couponing community.

So the ol' ipod has been on all morning, when all of a sudden I realized that indeed I was singing out loud at the top of my lungs.....I came to this horrid realization because the dogs are scared to death and wanting to run away from home!! They are currently clinging to the ceiling in the bedroom!! And.....don't even ask about the cat!! BTW....did you know that cats can cry? Yep!! She's been crying all morning!! I'm sure it has nothing to do with me singing tho'.....probably a bad dream!!

All of a sudden, startled, I caught my reflection in the turned off tv screen.......and was quite scared at what I saw!! I had to do a full body check to make sure I was not having a seizure!! My body was flopping around in some beat only heard in my own head!!! It looked quite painful......

It occurred to me also that I have a vast array of musical taste!! I have everything from Old Rugged Cross to Welcome to the Jungle.... and a lot in between!! Is it normal to be singing, "Play that funky music white boy..." one moment and, "I'm not your fool...." the next?????

Oh.....what the heck......"b b b bennie and the jetsssssss!!" I am a dork!! A rockin', convolting, off key singin' dork....and I love least until the neighbors complain.....or call 911 to come rescue me!! :O)

Have a great one!!

Monday, January 18, 2010

Yep!! That's How I Roll!!

Are you an over or an under?

I just saw an advertisement that made me giggle!! Cottonelle is running a poll (HERE) asking, "Are you an over toilet paper "displayer" or are you an under?".

Well......of course the correct answer is over!! I have even been known to correct another's error in my own well as hotels.....and yes even if I happen to find such horror in someone else's home!! It's just another service I offer!! tee hee hee!! In fact once while visiting my brother.....I changed his roll around.....AND folded the first sheet into a nice crisp point to show him the error of his ways!!

So there you have it!!! That is how I roll!!!

Friday, January 15, 2010

Here's His Catch of the Day!!

A nice sized bass.....which he tells me was a hoot to catch....Uh huh?!?! :O)

.....and a bluegill......I don't know who named these however may I suggest that perhaps they were color blind?????

Anyway......Rick assures me everyone will be thrilled beyond words to share in his adventure.....I'm thinking his lobotomy may need a lil' tweaking....I'll get my turkey baster!!


Wednesday, January 13, 2010

And the Dr. Says.......

....there is no hope!! Rick's head is soooooo hard that he will require a lobotomy!!

I'm going to go ahead and do it myself!!!

He'll be good as new in no time at all!! :O)
Hope your day is equally as productive!!

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

You're Going Fishing?????

Yes!! that's right!! My hubby is one of those!! He absolutely LOVES going ice fishing....or in other words....he enjoys freezing his ash off spending hours upon hours in the cold, on a frozen death bed waiting on an equally frozen fish to get snagged by a hook that is sooooo tiny it barely holds a maggot on!!! Yea!!! Sounds like a good time huh!! may be thinking.....are there benefits to said torture???? Perhaps these are his fishing buddies.......

Oh H3ll NO!!!

Does he bring the fish home......

NOPE!!! He practices catch and release.....unless it's a monster and then it gets gutted, stuffed and nailed to a log which he expects to be hung on my wall in the family room (YEA!!!! UGH!!)

You're thinking that perhaps by some magical means, it really is actually warmer on the frozen bed of ice covering frigid water right......
nuh uh!! You'd be wrong again!! No!! He simply endures such torture considering it a fun time!! Alrighty then...... have a great time darling love of my life......I'm calling the doctor for a full head inspection in the morning!!!

tah tah!!

Stacey...... the
normal*one*who*stays*in*the*warm*house*around*the*fire*eating*chocolate*and*fighting*with*the*wii person

Monday, January 11, 2010


My loverly son got a wii from santa this year, so I was thinking...."you should get a wii fit". What a completely horrible idea!! Geesh!! I need to learn to stop listening to the voices in my head!!

I've been working out with it for a couple weeks now and I truly love it, but I swear there is a lil' gnome living in it!! There must be cause it knows when I work out....and when I don't!! This morning my wii mii trainer scolded me for a half hour because I hadn't worked out for a naturally I responded to my wii mii trainer, "yessir!! I did so" to which she responded, "no you did not!!" "Yes I did!!", "No!! You did NOT!!" She really has an attitude.....and I did not appreciate her tone at all!!

"Mrs. smarty pants, I played wii fit with Brady several times last week!! pfffft!!" Apparently my wii mii trainer does not consider playing the family set of games as actual working out!! Witch!!

So there you have it!! As much as I absolutely LOVE my wii's driven me to begin arguing with a video game!! Geesh!! I think I really need to add a lil' chocolate to my day!!

Have a great Monday!!

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Hello! My Name is.....

....Stacey, and I'm having a lazy day Wednesday!!

How 'bout you?
Hope you have a sunshine and lollipops day too?

Monday, January 4, 2010

It Sure is Gorgeous!!

It is really bad out......

...the roads are nearly impassible.....

....but it really is beautiful...

.......from the inside looking out!!
Stay safe and warm.....on the inside looking out!!

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Shay's Day

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does, is done with perfection.Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?'

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.'

Then he told the following story:

Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.'

Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted.

In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three.

In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands.

In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again.

Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?

Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball, however, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.

The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.

The game would now be over.

The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game. Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates.

Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!'

Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base.

By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head.

Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'

Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! Shay, run to third!'

As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!'

Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team

'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'.

Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

....I received this in an email.....WOW!!! What a great set of kids making a difference in such a grand way!! Thank you to them and to this father for sharing this reminder!!

Have a great day!!

Friday, January 1, 2010