I spent last weekend with a wonderful bunch of fellow scrappers at the Long Point Camp located at the back of Campbelltown. Great venue, beautiful location and heaps of room. It was pretty cold but the room we scrapped in was warm and the 'eating' room had a gorgeous slow combustion fire. I love these - used to have one in a house I lived in years ago. It does bring out the pyromaniac in me though!
On the Saturday morning I was up early'ish as I was heading back home to watch Rebecca play netball (important match against the No 1 team which unfortunately they didn't win but that's OK) when I saw that the fire which should have been stoked up the night before had all but gone out. I went into 'Survivor' mode as Belinda called it and was determined to get that sucker going again. After ripping logs apart with my bare hands (well a slight exaggeration - I tore some bark from the outside to make some kindling), using nearly all the newspaper and a significant amount of hot air - which I have plenty of - Yay I had success. Gave Belinda a good laugh watching me. I hate to be defeated and this was just the challenge for me.
I was just not in much of a mood for scrapping this time which might seem odd for a weekend away scrapping but as anyone who has been on one of these weekends knows, half the fun is just being away from the daily grind, being with friends and having a chat and a laugh - and I did all that. I did eventually get into the groove a bit and will share all when I have photographed everything.
I was determined not to let the weekend interrupt my exercise fanaticism and much to the amazement I think of a lot of people I got up on Sunday morning and went for a 5 km run. It was so cold when I started but I soon warmed up and had fun . Most of my running to date has been on a treadmill and running on a real road, with ups and downs and things to look at and distract me was actually very enjoyable.
Here are three things I made on the weekend for Shop and Crop. Two cards and a layout featuring one of the new Basic Grey 'Doilies'.



Today had a training session in the morning (6am) with my gym buddy. The alarm went off at 5 am and I very nearly slapped myself and stayed in bed as it was not just cold but wet and dark as well and we were doing an outdoor session. Lunacy you may well think. As usual I forced myself to go and after a slow, whinging start really enjoyed it - in a sick, masochistic 'I know this is really good for me' way. We did a lot of boxing and seriously I have sore hands and shaky arms still ( 11 hours later). What will I feel like tomorrow - who knows?The trainer commented that I had a strong right hook - I told him it was from all that cutting and pasting! See scrapbooking strengthens your scissor arm.
I love to add a photo to most posts sp here is a pic I took a couple of weeks ago of a beautiful light at a friends house. It is stunning IRL.

I think I need to go an eat some more - all this exercise makes me hungry!








