I’ve been at it again! After my first round of Girl Scout printables (which are still FREE, by the way), I decided to whip up some more fun printables for my daughter to use for her cookie orders. I was so happy with how they turned out, I decided to offer them for sale. I found the super cute little girls from an amazing artist (sorry, keeping this one a secret) and I was just so tickled with how all of the cards turned out.
Cookie deliveries will start this weekend, and I love that these cards will help us keep things straight as far as who ordered what, how much they owe, and how many boxes should be in their orders. Plus, they add a little extra to the deliveries, in my opinion.
These Cookie Receipts are the same size as the free Thank You Notes I posted: 4.25×5.5. To make it super easy, you can buy Avery Postcards that come four to a page and are perforated. Or, print on card stock and cut them apart yourself on the guidelines. Easy peasy!
Mother Nature is back at it for Snowmageddon, Part Deaux! Or Snowpocalypse 2, SnowJam Part 2…whatever you want to call it, we’ve been slammed, again. This time around, however, preparedness has ridden the line of paranoia for the last week, in my opinion. As soon as the mere possibility of snow and ice was reported, the region reacted. Afterall, who would want a repeat of the mess that happened a mere two weeks ago? Things are a titch different this time, thankfully. As far as I know, there were no children stuck at school – how could they have been; school was cancelled early on Monday for Tuesday and Wednesday. This was a bit of overkill, as all it did on Tuesday was rain. Today, Wednesday, there’s no way anybody should be going anywhere, as it snowed and sleeted overnight, then promptly froze on the ground. But at least it started overnight, when most people were home, as opposed to the middle of the day.
I’m prepared for the onslaught of jokes about how we Southerners just don’t know how to handle bad weather. It’s inevitable. When you hear words such as “catastrophic” and even “biblical” being used on the news to describe a storm, it’s just opening us up for ridicule. Southerners, though, take it in stride. Sure, there was panic beforehand. The grocery stores were packed on Monday, pictures of empty milk coolers and bread shelves floated around Facebook and Instagram, My kids and I ventured out on Tuesday to pick up some non-essential items such as chocolate chips and goldfish food, and I had a nice chuckle at this one:
My Publix had milk and bread, but if you wanted chicken, you were out of luck. Southerners: if the lights go out, we can still barbecue!
But my favorite part of “weather events” like this are the memes, I must admit. Here are a few favorites:
Some important things to remember through all of this: stay positive, keep things light, and remember to laugh. It’ll be 70 again next week. Seriously.
So, I might be going a little overboard with this whole Girl Scout Cookie thing. This is my daughter’s first year as a Girl Scout, she’s a Daisy, and I am so excited that she’s decided she wants to be a part of this. I was a Girl Scout for practically my entire childhood, and I have so many fond memories. I hope she has as much fun as I did! But back to the overboard part.
My daughter’s troop consists of Kindergarten and First Grade-aged girls. Suffice it to say, they’re not too excited about the whole cookie booth sales thing. I’m trying to explain to my girl that it’s important to sell a lot of cookies because it helps the troop, it helps you, blah blah blah. And, everyone loves Girl Scout cookies, and they love to see cute little faces selling them.
When the other moms and I were talking about setting up the booths, we decided to keep it simple; we would handle making the signs since our little girls can barely write legibly at this point. And me, being the overachieving, vinyl-cutting, personalization-business mom, said I would take over the sign-making. Here’s what I came up with:
I thought they turned out pretty cute, if I do say so myself. And yes, that is glitter vinyl on the Troop sign. We can all use a little extra bling! The girls all signed their names on the Troop Thank You sign, and it looks great.
Is it too much, yet? Am I a normal Girl Scout Mom?
So then I was thinking, it would be nice to give each customer who buys cookies from our cookie booths a little Thank You card with our troop information on it; you know, in case they needed more cookies. Plus, it teaches the girls that a simple Thank You is a wonderful thing. I’ll also be making personalized Thank You notes for my daughter to put with her pre-orders. I’m generally not the best when it comes to writing Thank You notes, but maybe I can at least teach my children how to show their thanks. Of course, after I thought of the cards, it was all I could think about, so off I went to Photoshop to get busy.
I was so happy with how the notes came out, that I decided to share them here, free to download, for whomever may find them useful. Let’s try to teach our children the art of being grateful! And so many people buy Girl Scout cookies, and support the organization; they especially need to be thanked.
Well, I guess it’s not really last minute since I still have almost a week to get these done, but still. I feel like I should have been done with my kids’ Valentines last week. I finally, just now, finished designing them, so now all I have to do is get them all printed, cut, and folded. And, then, I have to do the same for my daughter. Sure, I could go to any store and buy Valentines for both of my kids, but where’s the fun? What’s the challenge? I feel that as a ‘crafty’-type person, I should put a little more thought into these silly things. Plus, I love to see my kids’ eyes light up when I present them with the finished product. Its nice to hear “Wow, Mom, that’s awesome!” every now and then.
Unlike last year, when I made what seemed like a million embroidered felt lollipop lips and mustaches, this year I decided to tone it down a notch, and stick with designing cards. A friend of mine had been asking if I could make her some matchbook sticky note holders, so as I was researching those to see exactly what she meant, I came across some matchbook treat cards. Ding! A light bulb went on above my head. I found some super cute clip art on Etsy here and here (so many great illustrators out there!), some printable papers, fired up Photoshop, and I was off.
I really loved the ninjas I found, and my 4-year old son has recently been claiming that he wants to be a ninja when he grows up, so these were perfect. Done. The owls I also loved, and my 7-year old daughter did, too, so that was easy. Done. The rest was up to me.
Yes, I know that pack of M&M’s has been opened. I couldn’t resist!
See how the front flap tucks into the bottom part? Matchbook. I was so tickled with how these turned out, I thought I would share them with the world. I made them into a printable file, which is now available in my shop. Right now, I only have the ninjas available, but I’ll post the owls as well, when I have that set finished. There is some assembly required; you’ll have to print them, borderless works best, cut on the vertical lines, fold on the horizontal lines, then staple your treat in. The “From” field is blank on the printable, so you’ll just have to fill in your little ninja’s name, and that’s it! These are specifically designed to hold the fun size packs of m&m’s, but I’m sure other treats would fit nicely, too. The printable file looks like this:
What do you think? Are you making your kids’ Valentines this year, or are you doing store-bought?
I get it. Southerners are generally the laughing-stock of the nation, for more than a few reasons. Every winter we go through the same thing anytime there’s even a hint of snow in the forecast. Most of the time those forecasts never come to fruition, but it seems like every 3 or 4 years, we get slammed. And when we get slammed, boy do we get slammed. Snow Jam 2014 is no exception.
I’m not going to go into the politics of this mess, or who may or may not be to blame, but I will say this: We all knew it was coming. We all saw the weather reports. I have to admit, I never expected to see it get as bad as it did, and I’m very thankful that my family and friends were all safe, even if they didn’t make it home. I’m so glad I was able to get my children and get home before things got really bad. It took my husband almost 4 hours to drive what would normally be a 20-minute commute. A neighbor abandoned his car and walked 11 miles because it was quicker than driving. Another neighbor ended up spending the night in a hotel lobby because she couldn’t get home, and there were no more rooms. There was even a baby born on the interstate because they couldn’t get to the hospital. A BABY. On a gridlocked interstate. You know it’s a crisis when there’s a baby born in the middle of the chaos.
If you’re from any part of the country other than the South, you don’t understand, plain and simple. Two inches of snow is nothing to those areas that have snow every year, and have the equipment to deal with it. I’m from Pennsylvania, where I remember going to school in 3 feet of snow. No, I didn’t have to walk very far, but those school buses had chains on the tires and drivers who knew how to deal with that weather. Now living in the Atlanta suburbs, I get tired of seeing and hearing people saying “I’m from the North, I know how to drive in this *insert expletive*”. You don’t. You don’t know how to drive in this mess, unless you learned to drive on frozen Lake Michigan or some other sheet of ice. The problem with snow here is that it turns into ice. Fast. So shut your pieholes. And we don’t like your haughty attitude, either, thankyouverymuch. Southerners are polite and all, but there is a breaking point.
I will say, that in the aftermath of people being stranded on roads for 12+ hours and children being stuck at school overnight, I’m proud to be an Atlantan. There were so many Good Samaritans who out of the kindness of their hearts went out in freezing weather to try and help those in need. They passed out blankets, food, hot chocolate, water, coffee, diapers, and many opened their homes to complete strangers for the night.
Two days after the storm, things are still a mess. People are still rounding up their abandoned cars, while the people in charge are pointing fingers everywhere else. Roads are still icy, people are still recovering from various ordeals resulting from the storms, schools were cancelled for another day. Let’s hope we all learned something from this fiasco, and if, God forbid, the zombie apocalypse really does come to Atlanta, we’ll be better prepared.
I have nothing against turtles, really I don’t. I actually kind of like them. Well, sea turtles anyway. Whenever we go to St. Simons Island, we hop over to Jekyll Island and visit the Georgia Sea Turtle Center. I have a t-shirt. I have a hat. The kids have stuffed sea turtles, and we even have a Turtle tag on the front of our van. We’ve talked about “adopting” a sea turtle at the Center’s hospital to help support it’s treatment. But if you asked me 2 weeks ago if I wanted to have a turtle in my house, you would have gotten a firm “NO”.
Enter my son’s Pre-K teacher. One morning as I was dropping him off, giving hugs and so on, I heard his teacher talking to another mom, and I could tell they were talking about turtles, but wasn’t paying that close attention. Then she looked at me and asked if my boy would want a turtle. A turtle? Sure! We love turtles, so of course he would love a turtle toy, especially a stuffed one. So I nodded, and said, Oh yeah, that would be fun. So she ran out of the door and caught that other mom, telling her to bring it at pick-up time in the afternoon. She comes back and says something I didn’t quite catch, like she’ll bring it and it’s box and stuff in the afternoon. At that point, by brain clicked on, and I said, Oh, wait, you mean a LIVE turtle? She says, yeah, is that a problem? Ummmm….
So, we have a turtle. In the house. And, I have to admit, it’s pretty darn cute. The kids have determined that it’s a girl, so her name is CeCe. She came to us in a little plastic box with about an inch of water, a couple of rocks, and some aquarium gravel. Word spread throughout our extended family, and I was quickly informed by my sister-in-law, the turtle expert (apparently), that we now owned a Red-Eared Slider, that the gravel would have to come out, it needed a bigger home with lights and plants and a “basking” rock. A what? She sent me pictures of her setup, and I immediately thought: I should have kept my big mouth shut.
We managed to keep CeCe alive for a week, then we decided that we should probably do something about her living situation. Luckily, the pet store actually has people that know about these things, and even have an “Aquatic Turtle Kit”, complete with everything turtle-dumb people need. Put it on plastic, please.
After some rearranging and managing to keep the kids calm and their hands out of the turtle aquarium, CeCe was in her new home. She seems to love it. She stretches out on that basking rock and stays there all day, nice and toasty under the heat lamp. She swims around and plays in the stream from the filter, hangs out on the rocks we took from her old home (note: not the gravel). I’ve become a turtle person. I’ve sent pictures of the turtle to my parents and other extended family. The family turtle expert approves.
It’s a new year, and time to get started on a few goals. I’ve been wanting to blog more for a while, but felt I was limited to crafting on my old blog. So, it’s time to Get S’Moore in 2014! Crafting, homekeeping, kid stuff, recipes, home remedies…all that and more will be coming soon. Stay tuned!