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Planning, Planning, Planning

I’m getting so excited about the new year…

I am preparing for this to be a wonderful year. I mean REALLY preparing. More than ever before. I’ve never been so ready to hit a new year running. I have lists and lists and lists of ways to streamline my world, improve my efficiency, and GET ORGANIZED. I have signed up for several “beginning of the year” classes to help with combining my One Little Word, and an organizing journal/planner.

I also have more lists of what it is I want this new year to look like and projects I’d like to get completed this next year.

But lest you think Janet is going to become a boring girl, I’m planning time for fun, as well. I’ve signed up for some fun art classes, one focusing on painting, another on paper projects and yet another on photography.

I also have new toys to play with, like my new gelli plate, new stamps, an oval cutter…lots to keep me busy and enthusiastically creative!

I hope you’ll join me for another year of adventures! And please make sure to comment now and then…it’s the only way I know you’ve been here!

And it’s going to be the year we welcome our last grandchild!

Good Bye 2013 – Hello 2014

I’m excited to see 2014 arrive.

2013 got off to a rocky start with the passing of my father and the family drama that resulted. But, it improved, and all in all, it turned out to be a good year. I’m going to miss it.

It was the year my son and his family moved back close to us, and the year they got going on our last grandchild. Lexie won’t be born until next year, but she got her start in 2013!

It was the year I made peace with my decision to shift using my creativity for a potential business, to using it for the benefit of my family.

It was the year I dedicated to being more aware of the happiness in my life, and a year of personal growth.

It was the year Mr. Tattered got his new hip, and along with it a dramatic improvement in his quality of life.

It was the year I met a few of my on-line friends in person, and began rebuilding my relationship with my sister.

It was a year for trying new things and having many new experiences.

It was the year my knee healed, my back FINALLY showed improvement, I got back into healthier eating, AND I got back to the gym.

It was a year of special vacations, lots and lots of family time, and lots of firsts with the grandchildren, who continue to add amazing texture to our lives.

It went by way too fast, but yeah, it was a good year. But 2014 is going to be even better!

To Defer or Not Defer…

…that is the question.

I’ve deferred gratification for most of my life. Not because I necessarily WANTED to, but because that’s how Mr. Tattered wanted to do the finances, so I went along with it. It turned out to be a good idea. We lived way under our means for much of our married life, and now, us poor kids have a pretty comfortable life. Even with non financial stuff like chores, we worked around the house on Saturday, then played on Sunday.

So, deferring gratification has been a way of life until recently. Now that I’m “retired” there don’t seem to be any hard and fast rules, and I’m floundering a bit. But, I still have this feeling that work comes first, then the fun stuff.

I sit with lists and lists of stuff I NEED to do, and more lists of stuff I WANT to do, and I still feel like I should do the stuff on the NEED to do list before I can do stuff on the WANT to do list. When I play, I feel guilty.

The problem is, my list of need to do stuff is so long (and it grows by the day) so if I do nothing but the need to do stuff, I’ll never get to the want to do list. Or at least that’s the way it seems!

You’d think at my age I’d have figured out how to balance it, but I haven’t. If I allow myself to play first, that’s all I do! And before I know it, I’m so far behind I’m overwhelmed.

If I just work on my need to do list, I get cranky ‘cuz I’m not having any fun.

So do I hold off on the fun stuff and use it as a reward for when I do good on my “chores?” Or do I do one chore, then play?

How do you find your balance? How do you know when it’s okay to play?

This would be a lot easier if I had adult supervision. But I’ve pretty much let him know THAT’S not gunna happen. Heeheehee!


Let The Organizing Begin!

I’m in the very beginning stages of perhaps allowing for the smallest distant possibility that there is the tiniest chance that I may have too many toys. I’m not saying it. Yet. Just allowing for the potential that it might be the case.

I’m extremely good at fitting 10# of stuff in a 5# lb. bag. My workroom is a testament to that. But I may have reached its limit, as hard as it is for me to admit.

As I prepare for the new year, and my One Little Word – organize (yes, I know, it’s a four-letter word of the foulest sort!) – I need to get to the root of my disorganized world. And that root, I’m afraid, is too much stuff for the available space. The very fact that I’m saying that out loud sends chills down my spine. I am NOT a minimalist. I LOVE my stuff. Lots of it. But every once in awhile I need to at least touch base with reality, and the reality is I am, for all intents and purposes, out of room. I might could squish in a few more paints and stickers, and a few more rolls of washi tape…but seriously. I need to stop. At least for awhile.

All the planning calendars in the world are not going to help me stay on track if I don’t bring some order into my world.

But a big part of my problem is that as soon as I get rid of something, I need it – sometimes it’s just a matter of weeks, if not days. It’s uncanny.

So, my first priority in the new year (in addition to getting this luscious planner blinged out) is going to be to restore some order to the workroom – aka studio, scrapbook room, sewing room, play house, scary room.

I’m going to start with taking some photos. Yes, I’ve showed some in the past, but it’s gotten worse.

I’m not going to post them just yet. I’ll wait until I’ve got some “cleaned up ones” to show, as well, so I can preserve some portion of my dignity. If I can show some progress, I won’t feel like quite as big of a slug.

Well, just acknowledging that there is a problem is a good first step for me. And feeling anxious to get moving instead of dreading the whole idea is another. I’m making progress, and the new year isn’t even here yet! Yay, me!

The Mailman Has Been A Busy Boy!

So many fun treasures coming to my mail box the past few days!

The add ons for my planner came from Roben-Marie Smith. I’m not even sure what I’m going to do with them, but I’m craving just looking at them!!!


Then the ATCs from our fly group for November arrived, including these yummy tins for storing our cards in. Linda (our hostess) made the tins, and included 2 for Hannah and Bea, as well. They’re going to be so excited to see them! I’m hostessing for December, and those cards are trickling in, too.


AND, I received the first two of the Five magazines I ordered from Stampington when they had a free-shipping offer.

So, in addition to all the normal catching up I need to do from the holidays, I have lots of lusciousness to enjoy. There just aren’t enough hours in the day!

Are you getting as excited for the New Year as I am? I am ready to hit it running!

The Christmas That Almost Wasn’t…

…for me anyway!

Christmas Eve day, after a morning of running around for a few last minute stocking stuffers and a final trip to the grocery store, I came home with an awful headache. I took a few advil, threw the girls new Christmas pjs in the washer and laid down for a few minutes to try and take the edge off the headache. I just needed to get the girls jammies dried and wrapped, and a few things tidied up and I’d be ready for the Christmas Eve festivities, which always take place at our house. It was our son’s year at his in-laws, so it was a smaller group – the daughter, her husband, his mother, the girls and us.

The plan was hors d’ovres  for dinner, a little vino, a little (ok – a lot) of fudge, and a Happy Birthday Jesus cupcake (we usually have a whole fancy cake, but we’re all trying to cut back on sugar this year, so I picked up a single cupcake at Icing on the Cupcake.) Everything was pretty much ready to go for the evening. Then, after everyone was gone, I’d settle in to wrapping the last of the gifts.

BUT, by mid afternoon it became apparent I was sick – chills, body aches, feeling like I was gunna barf. I broke the news to Mr. Tattered, and called my daughter, who came right over, and we put together an alternative plan, racing the clock before I became incapacitated.

I’d already sorted all the stocking stuffers into bags – Mr. Tattered wrapped the daughter’s, she wrapped the ones for her dad and husband, and the girl’s jammies while I got together all the things they’d need for dinner and they moved the operation over to her house (the joys of living 5 minutes away!)

After a few tears feeling sorry for myself missing my 1st Christmas Eve ever, I chugged some Nyquil and was tucked into bed by 3:30. I figured it would be 2 days before I saw the light of day, and was NOT a happy camper.

I was so sad to miss the opening of the jammies,



and listening to Da’ reading our traditional “Snowman Named Just Bob.”


But, my daughter took lots of pictures, so I “almost” got to see it after the fact!

Anyway, I woke up at 10pm and chugged another dose of Nyquil. In my haze, it crossed my mind ever-so-briefly that I didn’t feel as sick as I thought I should, so I set the alarm for 6:30. Was it possible I might be able to participate in Christmas after all?

Morning came, and I got my mini Christmas miracle. I didn’t feel sick at all. Not even a little bit.

I got a flu shot this year. So I was a little surprised I got sick, but we both remembered them telling us that it might not keep us from getting it, but it should shorten the duration if we did. I was skeptical, but I’m a believer now. I’ve never been so obviously one sick one day, and so obviously NOT the next.

It turned out to be a wonderful Christmas – with a little glitch when Hannah opened her roller skates to discover there was only one skate in the box…oh, joy, I get to go back to Sport Chalet!

Hope you all had A WONDERFUL day, full of wonderful memories!

Last Minute Preparations…

****Spoiler Alert****

Andra and Meegan! STOP NOW!!!  Don’t read this until after you’ve received your gift from your children!

Well, I’m almost ready for Christmas. Gifts are purchased and many of them wrapped. I still have a couple of stocking stuffers to get (if I can’t talk myself out of it) and one more trip to the grocery store. Then it will be time to sit back and enjoy.

We went light on the goodies this year. I have to admit, I missed the baking, but my booty isn’t going to miss the calories. I LOVE baking, but I love eating the fruits of my labors even more, and I just can’t do that to myself. We are ALL trying to take it easy on the sugar. The one compromise we made was crack fudge (which is just as addictive!) I’ve already indulged, and am going to try hard not to do it again, but I suspect I won’t be able to completely ignore it.


This is the best fudge on the planet. It started as my mother’s recipe, then I added toffee bits to it (an addition my son-in-laws cousin shared with us – Heaven on earth!)

The kids and I have been busy putting the finishing touches on the gifts they’ve been making for their parents. They’ve been such good sports. None of them are crazy about paint all over their hands, but they did it.

The project is based on one Hannah made when she was kindergarten, only it was done on muslin as a banner. We used cardboard cake bases and acrylic paint.

I painted the kid’s hands, then they transferred the paint to the cardboard in the shape of a wreath.

On Joshua’s wreath we did his hand in 3 different shades of green stacked on top of each other.


For the girl’s wreath we did Hannah’s hand first, with Bea’s on top in a lighter shade.


Then on the one they did for their Da’, we put Hannah’s hand on the bottom in the darkest shade, then Josh’s in a shade lighter, and Bea’s the lightest.


Tonight I hot glued the ribbons and added the letter stickers. I think they turned out pretty cute! I think it will be fun to get them out every year, remembering their little handprints.

If I don’t see you before then, have a Merry, Merry Christmas. I hope you will be making wonderful memories.

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