Scrapping Trip success and only one small bruise...

Howdy, I am back from a scrap convention weekend and it was fabulous. I decided to quit avoiding things I did with my mother for the fear of the memories and decided to start embracing those memories and enjoying the things we did together. My mom and I are avid Disney fans, we travelled to Disney 3-4 times a year. I have a second home close to Animal Kingdom so we could go and enjoy ourselves with still having the comfots of home. After my Mom's passing I decided to sell my house, but I have since decided not to. This weekend I went to Animal Kingdom on my own and really enjoyed it, don't get me wrong it would have been so much better with her, friends or family. But I just strolled around, got a fast pass for the safari and decided to ride the train out to Rafiki's Conservation station while I waited for my fast pass time. On the train ride back I met the most adorable 4 little girls, they were with their Grandmom, and other family. They just started up this conversation with me asking if I was going to my hotel, was I going on the safari, etc.. The girls were so personable and I am guessing aged between 3 and 7 or 8, they did not look like sisters but were probably the same family. It absolutely made my day, it was one of the things Mom and I loved the most about Disney is that most people can not go into Disney with out finding their "Happy Place" it reminded me of some of the things my Mom and I would always do. My Mom always carried these little plastic Disney characters and she would give them out to kids she saw (of course after asking the parents permission). I used to love when she did that the look on the kids faces was always priceless. I decided I wanted to follow in her tradition so after we got off the train I ran to the closest store and got 4 pin trading starter kits, but then of course I could not find the family (I knew it was a risk). So I decided to go on my way and hoped I would run into them again. I went to find some lunch (still waiting for my fast pass time) I remember thinking to myself "Mom help me find that family, you would have loved those little girls". I headed back to the safari to finish out my fast pass wait time (which by the way it was not very fast as you might have guessed). While I was sitting there waiting guess who walked by, the family with the 4 girls. I asked the parents if they minded if I gave the girls a little gift and they said no, I told them how much I enjoyed the train ride with the girls. It made my day more than anything else I saw at Disney, even though for the first time I got to see the Cheetah up and walking around, and a the baby white rhino decided he did not like the look of our safari truck. I then went and had dinner with my cousin who lives in Orlanda and we had a great time and great dinner at Sweet Tomatoes. I hope to meet up with her again next time I am in town.

I also thoroughly enjoyed my scrap convention and learned some great new techniques I can not wait to test out. I also made this great new kit on a canvas that I am putting my parents wedding picture on for my living room. Oh the small bruise came from running into the corner of a cement planter on my way to one of my classes, but it is a small price to pay for such a great 4 day weekend...

More bruises

 OK So now here is the thing I just do not get, why do I keep falling UP the stairs. And it is not as simple as I just trip and stumble, it is always when I have an arm full. A few weeks ago I had popped som home made popcorn (not microwave but in an actual pan) I was heading upstairs to relax in bed and watch my favorite show (Criminal Minds) and just as I hit the top step whamo I went down the bowl went up and the popcorn went everywhere. This week I was walking up the steps of my back porch and fell on the top step again, this time scrapped my arm (bruise) and noticed bruise on my ankle as well. And it is not just steps that seem to attack out of no where, but all normal activities seem to have it out for me. I was so excited some new cookware I ordered from QVC arrived and I opened the box and attempted to pull the cookware out, now keep in mind QVC must think this was the most precious cookware ever since it was wrapped, tapped, stuffed in styrofoam, and tapped again. Needless to say it just did not want to come out of the box. I was being so careful since I did not want to break my brand new bakeware, but as I struggled with the box harder to get into than Fort Knox I ended up dropping it and to keep it from hitting the floor I stuck my leg out to trap it between the cabinet and my leg (another bruise), good news cookware is not out of the mutilated box and on my counter and in one piece. And just to kep things interesting I have another bruise on my leg and I have no idea where it came from, I think it is just a stray and bruises are not going to just start popping up all over on their own now. So anyone with some advice to keep from falling up the stairs and getting bruises please let me know. 

My very first Blog

Hi my name is Cheryl, I have decided to start a blog for various reasons but mostly because I have these things that keep happening to me and I can not figure out why. First I want you to know this is not about a "pitty" party. I am a KLUTZ, and boy do I mean KLUTZ. But even though these strange things keep happening to me I realize I have a lot to be thankful for. I have had some bad things happen in my life, my Dad passed away in 1986 from Pancreatic Cancer, My older brother passed away in 2007 from a motorcycle accident, and the worst loss of all was my mother who passed away 3/24/2009 from complications from Lupus. But I still have my younger brother and his wife and daughter and son. They are my family and I love them, and his wife's family consider me family. I still have Aunts, Uncles, and lots of cousins. I also have great friends especially my scrapbooking friends (yes I am a scrapper). And I also have a large amount of Angel Sisters. These are other women who have lost their mothers, we are part of a group Tapestries of Hope which is a grief support group specifically for women who have lost their mothers. This has been the biggest blessing, they are a wonderful group of women who are always there for me when I feel sad. My profile will provide a better glimpse into who I am.
   How many of you out there are considered a klutz, my entire life I have continuously fallen, tripped, cut, burnt, and broken things including myself. I know I must be doing something wrong for these things to keep happening. For one thing I absolutely cannot use an iron, at least only if I want another burn mark on my arm. I have no idea how I keep doing this but every time I use an iron I end up with a burn mark on my arm. I love home popped popcorn, so one year my Mom got me one of those electric poppers that you put the oil and the corn in and then when it is done you flip it over and the top is now a bowl for the popcorn. So the very first time I decided to use it, I waited for the popping to complete and then unplugged according to the instructions. Then I proceeded to flip it over and then ended up with a burn scar on my leg and foot from the hot oil. You probably guessed by now I flipped it towards me instead of away and I had put to much oil in it and it ran out and down my leg and dripped off my knee and on the top of my foot. I could not wear pants or shoes for a week. Now keep in mind I did this as an adult not a kid, my parents did the best they could to keep me safe but when you have a child that walks in front of another kid on a swing and gets kicked in the face and ends up with a dimple I guess you know you are in trouble... Well that is all for today, please let me know what you think and any suggestions to quit getting hurt would be greatly appreciated...