I Send My Joy to Become Yours

I love to make 'thank you' cards, and this is by far my prettiest one yet. It took a day of hard work to make, believe it or not (searching for the right pictures through a dozen+ magazines is a trip in and of its own), but everything came out so well. The colors were perfect, the patterns...everything. I'm very happy with this little work of art and hope that it brings joy to the person receiving it.


Is there anything better than a letter addressed to you? With all the fast ways we have to write these days -- emails and texts -- it is quite a rarity to receive an enchanting little creation addressed just to you. You open the mailbox, sliding out the usual bundle: envelopes wrapped in those thin advertising catalogues wrapped in fliers wrapped in the newspaper. You resolve to quickly graze your eyes through them, assured that nothing but bills and junk mail dominate, and then! Then a colored envelope catches your eye, and suddenly the joy meter in your heart shatters and the contents spill out in your smile as you realize that someone, dear to you or not, has taken the precious time from their day to write a letter of their own feelings and thoughts to you, for you above all people deserve or could possibly appreciate them.

It is humbling and enthralling.

Do you like letters as much as I do? =3

The Beauty of the Goose

If only you could have seen her chunky little legs paddling as fast as they could under the water. It would have made these pictures even better. =3

Shelf Love

There is a bookshelf in the corner of my room right beside my desk that is possibly the most packed piece of furniture aside from the dressers and closet. But while those are packed with everything from skirts and sweaters to my favorite dresses, the bookshelf is loaded with books, magazines, my crochet work, treasured video games and various other trinkets that I can't bear to be without.

A dresser used to be in its current resting place, but after some much needed rearranging of desks and dressers, two large bookcases moved in, giving my ginormous collection of books and magazines a formal place to bear the spines. Soon after a Japanese tea set joined in, numerous reed diffusers, candles, 'Better Homes and Gardens' issues from way back when, a doll, and a typewriter I got for a dollar joined in, creating the cluttered, yet lovable, mass of all things Liz that now resides happily beside my current position.

There are five shelves in all, and only two are completely packed to the hilt organized with my books, games, manga magazines, and other goodies. The bottom two shelves lack such grace, and the very top shelf...I don't know exactly what its excuse is. x3 The bottom shelf holds my decoupage magazines, a box of plastic bags destined for crochet, my typewriter, and a few random nick knacks and books. The second from the bottom is loaded with yarn, plastic bags, and finished crochet projects; it is almost always a mess. And the top shelf is, as much a I hate to admit is, probably full of the stuff I just can't bear to throw away. -wide grin here-

All in all, I love my shelf and hope I can take most of it with me when I move out in the future. Of course, why take the games if I won't have the systems? -sniffle sob- ;~;