The last I promise..

These are the last ones I will post from this little shoot - I SWEAR. But I had to post some of J and G.. And then I couldn't help but add the cheeky ones of M. I had awesome fun playing with different actions on all of these shots. Amazing the difference you can create with the same background?

M: I fluked this light sepia look. By trialling more than one action on the same image. Pity I can't remember exactly which ones!

J. I just love the tinge. Looks like it comes straight out of the seventies!

M: has a muted vintage effect, she is also slighty blurry in the bigger shot.. But I love her grin and all her teeth! Plus you can see how decidely SMALL our little backdrop actually was in the left shot!

Both J and G in the last group shots I have run a retro action to bring out the colour of the background.

G has a vignette around hers too.

I love to play in Photoshop. So soothing.. to me.. that is..

Mel si coming around to scrap tonight. I scrapped at hers last week.. Will post some layouts I promise. Because yes I do still scrapbook. I am just lazy. Can never be fagged photographing them and uploading.. BUT in the interests of 'good blogging'I will comply and upload whatever I create tonight..Mel always seems to inspire some level f creativity in me...

I also need to discuss whatI am going to teach at the Imagination Factory's retreat. I have no idea as yet.. Sigh..

If anyone has any ideas.. Please leave me a comment. As I am buggered if I know what to do.. I will NOT be doing mini-albums of any description. NOT at all my thing.. Dust gatherers...

Night

C xx

Always in for a free giveaway..

Its simple. All you have to do is post a picture of their new bottles and the phrase, Glimmer Mist is the same great product with a Fabulous NEW Look!

Email your link to liz@mytatteredangels.com and your name will be placed into the draw for a six pac of the brand new, never released WINTER 2009 colours.
Thanks Mel and before her Jill....

Meanwhile at home we are bring out the winter woolies:

A great trick for itty bitty feet that won't keep their socks on in the dead of Winter:

• tights under their pants

Perfectly modelled here by Moo..minus the pants for maximum effect. I just do her onesies up over them to help keep them up. I even put socks over the top and viola - can't even tell they are there and they are keeping her warm and when she gets up from her nap she's therefore not cold when I don't bother to redress her - which is often..

The drawback is the way she fiercely tries to escape from them via wild kicking and struggling when I change her nappy.. You would think I was trying to strangle her with them, or perhaps she thinks she looks like a mini -elf gone astray from the North Pole and is seriously unimpressed with this likeness?

Now that I think of it she has a black and grey stripey pair that would be quite at home in the toy workshop.. Put some antlers on the dogs and I have the perfect cheesorama Chrissy pic!

C xx

Did you hear?

That Collingwood won on Friday night?

Woohoo!

Fourth on the ladder!

Woohoo!

You would think Milla would be happier in her magpie gear hey?

I love her little scarf..

So cute..

I couln't make her close one eye for the photo though! Hehe.. Then she would have been a true one-eyed magpie..

Go the pies!

I also just got my THIRD parking ticket in 6 months at the local shopping centre.. Grrr, I could rip someone a new %$#*%.. right at the minute. I am fuming. What is th epoint shopping for gorgeous bargain clothes for your little loves when a ticket makes the outing so much more pricey?

Aargh!!!

Do I tell darling dearest?

I feel- that NO would be the best way..

BUT I have three little tattle tails who witnessed my hissy fit upon arrival at our vehicle and they are most likely to bring up my potty-mouthed behaviour during our dinnertime discussions... it would go something like this:

D: So what did you girls get up to today?

M: (stony, but secretive silence)

G: Oh. Mum swore, threw her keys, slammed all four car doors and behaved like a crazy person.

D: Really?

M: (silence, but slightly red -faced)

G: Yep and she got a parking ticket.

D: REALLY?

Great.. Wanna be a fly on the wall at our dinner table tonight?

C xx

snapshot for the weekend..

How much trouble are we gonna be in?

I mean seriously?

Off to the footy tonight.. in the hoighty toighty (sp?) section..

Should be fun.

What does one wear to the footy where the scarf stained with sauce from previous encounters doesn't quite cut it?

Friends and their various offspring over for dinner tomorrow night..

Also SHOULD be fun...after preparations and cleaning up..

The scarf would be better attire for this evening maybe??

Have a great weekend everybody..

C xx

And away she goes..

You think it's when they start school that they begin to leave you..
But in all reality it is so much sooner than that..

Milla Isabelle, 9 months..

C xx

YAY!

IT'S THE HOLIDAYS!

Say no more if you please..

Just pray I survive it..

I was never a big Survivor fan..

But I think I might liken the next two weeks to this reality TV show phenomenon. Just what challenges shall confront me as I strive toward the start of term 3?What will I have to face in this personal struggle in the freaking dead of Winter with my darling angels unable to get outside? My house is my island , my children my endless round of punishing challenges... I am sure I will face the following:

• Days of whinging, endless frowning, much disgruntled grunting ( a well practised technique in our home of chicks.), tiresome foot stamping.
• I am sure there will be screeching, squealing, hitting, even punching as I sort the winners from the losers and struggle onwards..
• There has already been cajoling, bribery and outright yelling - and that was from me!
• Tears shall issue forth, fights will ensue and timeouts are a definite possiblity.
• endless supplies of indoor activities..Cleaning up their toy room, playdough, scrapping, movies, baking, painting, dress ups, make up...
• Hissy fits are on the cards...as are tantys and door slamming..
• Crap from one end of the house to the other..Daily..
• Copious amounts of washing, plenty of messy knotty hair..
• Playdates, bike rides ( in gale force winds) and day trips..

BUT it's a trade off because on my island I do get:

• Smiles, giggles, laughter, plenty of photo oppurtunities and seeing them everyday..
• Sharing, playing with their baby sister..
• Lots of FUN together..
• No school uniforms, no school run, no school lunches to make..
• SLEEP INS..

C xx

an extra confession...of the kitty variety

Confessing my cleaning avoidance issues it seems had some cathhartic (sp?) benefits!

My husband read my blog and even had a chuckle.. Dunno if he particualrly found the virgo comment to his fancy..But what are you to do? He is SO a virgo..Total list maker, neat freak and well - that works for me, which is what made me think of soemthing else I might like to confess.

And when I say confess, I really mean SHARE..Because although I am confessing to a serious cleaning avoidance, it is really a scam that I have managed to get away with..and deep down (insert evil laugh here) I really quite LIKE that I managed to pull it off for so long..


Anyways.. I digress....

Drum roll please...H is beating on a saucepan behind me .. No seriously she's not.. But you get the idea.

When I got pregnant with my firstborn 8 yrs ago (YIKES!) we did all the usual things. Trawled through books (online wasn't so much of an option then) spoke to everyone about it.. We wanted to do everything right.. One day I stumbled across the section of things to avoid.

CATS! Particularly cats bums! Holy crap we have 3 cats! Which adds up to 3 cats bums!

If you don't have a cat you will not know that having a cat means being snuggly quite often with that cats bum. For gods sake do they really need to put it in you face? But apparantly they do.

I craftily realised (insert evil rubbing hand together) by finding myself up the duff,I need not clean out the dreaded kitty litter!

Who called it that anyway?

Our term for it here is ''shitty litter". Much more appropriate.

Needless to say I found myself pregnant within twelve months of my first daughter and continued to avoid the litter box.

6 & and half years and three children later, I STILL don't deign to touch that evil smelly area. It has become HIS chore... Tehe!

Every now and then he would whinge and make comment about my lack of commitment to shit removal... I soon put a stop to that...

Hello baby number four.. SERIOUSLY.. what a valid reason to have number 4.
Not cleaning the kitty litter was in my 'yes let's have another baby' column.. For sure..