You would think it was Christmas at our house the way I have been stalking the postman lately! I have been ordering stuff online, mostly scrapbooking stuff, all are things that I can’t get here yet (because the people doing the ordering at my local scrapbook store seriously need my guidance, I mean what are they thinking and why aren’t things ordered on time so I can fill up my punch card and get free stuff when I buy this junk instead of having to pay shipping on it?)

So, I am not so patiently waiting with ideas swirling around in my head about how I am going to use my new quickutz leaf dies (Gramma gave me birthday money ), and the sparkling plans I have for my new Basic Grey Blitzen holiday paper, (prepare to be utterly blown away if I manage to catch my imagination up with what I am actually creatively capable of).

On top of the things I have actually ordered I have been blessed with a few flawed items in my recent trips to the scrapbook store. Ordinarily, a flawed item kind of bites. You have to take it back and hope for a replacement and you get nothing out of the deal but spent gas and time wasted. However, with a few of the better scrapping companies, you delightfully discover that Basic Grey has given you two of every letter in the last half of the alphabet in their new chipboard monograms, as opposed to the full alphabet once. So, you call the company where a very nice lady named Nancy promises to send you a new package and you get to keep the old ones Beat that, baby! Did you know you can spell Snow and Stop and Zoo when you have the second half of the alphabet twice? Did you ever think you’d be thinking about what you can spell using only the second half of the alphabet twice? Neither did I, but I digress. I was also blessed with crooked brads and off center punched flowers, which are usable, as long as I use them with a brad big enough to hide the humongous hole I had to tear in the center of the flower to adhere it, but hey, of course I’m going to pop over to the Making Memories website and point out the flawed products because they will send new ones, that I can use as originally intended, instead of all creative and wonky like. And, I save the worst examples, just in case they want evidence that I’m not a total wacko begging for free stuff, which I could be, were it not for the darned guilt complex I have that makes me not go to the store, write down product bar codes and call and complain so they send me free stuff. I mean, I think about these things, but seriously, I function with a level of guilt that puts a Catholic to shame. If I stole I literally wouldn’t be able to sleep. Heck, the first time I french kissed a guy I cried for two days because OH MY HECK THE SHAME OF IT! Thus we see, Lou has to be basically good, because of the guilt which renders her psycho. I can think about being devious and cunning and bad, but in reality I just hope for the occasional freebie based on good karma for not being devious, because that’s how it works, RIGHT?

So, anyway, like I said. I’m busy stalking the postman, willing the packages here with my extraordinary mind power so I can play with my new stuff, and put more stuff on ebay, so I can buy more stuff and stalk the postman and continue the cycle that will probably send me to my grave or at least the looney bin.