The Pink Phone

My daughter has been wanting a cell phone since she was three years old. So I finally decided it would be a smart parenting move if she had a phone and I could keep tabs on her (I caved). I got the phone in May. By June she had lost it. In July, I was going to leave her with her grandma for a few days while I went to a workshop and wanted her to have the security of knowing she could call me, but it was still lost. Late in August, we were cleaning under a chair and found the darn thing. She was so excited. She almost wouldn't let me charge it, cause she wanted to hold it all day. I must admit I was pretty excited too, since she decided to go walking around the neighborhood with a friend and we almost had to call 911 and report her missing, but that is a totally different story. So it has been nice for her to go ride her bike down the block and call me to report where she is and such. Well, I have to go back to a workshop for two days and she is staying with a friend, so I wanted her to have her cell phone so she could call me. She was playing with it and locked the darn thing. I tried to figure out what she would use for a lock code, but finally gave up. I looked at my phone bill on the internet to see if there was a help section and while I did, I noticed that she had 47 outgoing text messages and 17 incoming text messages. She is only 7! Who does she have to text? I don't even have a texting packet on her phone, so I am paying ten cents a piece for them. She would keep telling me that someone texted her, and I thought she was just pretending. I would say "yeah, ok baby," and ignore her. So I check the outgoing messages on her phone. They were not even words. One message was a.a.dg.dg. All she had done was push a bunch of keys to write something. Then the even funnier thing was that she was just pushing numbers to send them to-not the contacts in her phone. Some numbers were five or six digits and one was 14 digits long. Now the really funny part! The incoming text messages she got were messages from the phone company saying that her text couldn't be delivered because: a) the number didn't have enough digits, b) the number wasn't a working number, or c) (my favorite) the number was a landline!! I was laughing so hard, I couldn't even be mad. That laugh was worth what I paid in text fees for her. Don't send her a text, I disabled it!!!

Letter of the Word (lotw)

A couple of weeks ago I entered a swap to make embellished letters to use as titles on scrapbook pages. I am finally finished. I made the Y in baby, I in inspire, and I in friend. Here are my samples.
It was so fun and I can't wait to see the other samples I get back. I love swaps!

Seeing the Beauty

I changed the title of my blog. Yes, I still want to be an artist. I would love to take award winning photographs that touch the heart and soul of those who view them. I would love to make the most magnificent scrapbook pages that anyone would love looking at. But I realize that my dreams will never be realized. No matter how wonderful the photograph, or how great the scrapbook page is it will never compare the beauty that God made and the feelings we get when we see something and know only He could have made it. Driving home from Ft. Worth last night I was blessed to see the most beautiful sunset. The sun was like a flourescent pink ball about to bounce on the earth. I was trying to hurry and get through Wichita Falls, so I could pull over and take a picture. But when I reached the city limits, the sun was gone and all that remained was a remnant of pink mixed in with the darkening sky. I knew then that no picture I could ever take would match the beauty of seeing that sunset first hand and experiencing the presence of God at that moment.

So for now, I will just keep seeing the beauty through His eyes.