Witchwood digital journal kit now available!

Digital Journal Kit. Witchwood. Filled with magic, dreams, and nature. This beautiful kit is now available in my Etsy shop. I have been working on making a kit off and on and never completed one I was happy with. This one makes me happy 🙂

13 pages in three PDFs
6 main pages
2 background pages
1 envelope
1 page of pockets
3 pages of ephemera

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My most recent discovery is Karen Campbell of Awesome Art School. I am having so much fun with her current #FunFabFaces challenge. She puts out a video every Friday on YouTube Our goal is to draw 100 faces in 100 days (or even one a week, whatever you want!) This is also a very supportive and educational group.

I have been combining my 100 Faces Challenge with my Jane Davenport Supplies me class… they go very well together 🙂

Mission Inspiration

This is my first Mission Inspiration Art Journal. Mission Inspiration is a fun group created by Mike Deakin, there are journaling prompts in his Facebook group and YouTube channel, and he has an amazing website with journaling prompts, digi downloads and handmade journals.

This is a supportive group and great for all levels of talent! Very freeing and positive community. I find it a great place to learn, relax, and make new friends.

Art Classes

I started taking art classes online. My first two I am sharing here. They are by Jane Davenport (Supplies Me and I Heart Drawing). I’m still participating and finally learning to draw! I decided to learn to draw before I turn 50 LOL. I will also be making folders for my classes on Pinterest.


Here are some of my past journals I have made. I will be updating on a more regular basis to show new journals. The most up-to-date posts are on Instagram and Facebook. I have a few in my Etsy shop, however most sales are made from my used bookstore, Ye Olde Bookshoppe, in Wenatchee, WA, and Instagram, it’s just easier 🙂 I also try and upload to YouTube as time  permits.

I make journals using my own materials, digi designs by others, random junk, scrapbook paper, etc.  I make different styles as well. Junk Journals (my fave!), mini albums, sketch and watercolor journals, etc. I hand dye my own coffee paper and assemble the covers myself. I make my own bookcharms and tassels, and even my own paper beads.


The Unhurried Homeschooler by Durenda Wilson


This book was written by an admin on an amazing homeschool group I am part of. I cut my teeth here and learned most of what I know from admins and members (past and present). There are so many resources out there, this book will help you remember what it is really about. Take a deep breath, relax and ENJOY your children!

My review as posted on Amazon and Goodreads:

I will so be reading again! I love the down to earth tone of the book. I typically avoid Christian slanted (not “anti” just some of them get soooooo repetitive, old, and BORING) books but yours is not like that at all. It shows you and your beliefs without any of the usual “you must do blah blah blah”. Your family shines through, you even made me cry ::sniff:: I would have no problem recommending this to people of any religion or belief. Just felt like having a conversation with a supportive, more experienced homeschool mom who just wants the best for my family as she has done for hers.

365 blank pages


365 blank pages, what will you do with yours?

Me? I’m setting goals for myself and my business. Organizing and planning out the year instead of flying by the seat of my pants… although that has actually worked out OK for me so far! As I make my goals, which are always changing, I make sure it is a realistic goal and not a crazy stressful goal.

  • write more
  • walk more
  • more “real food”
  • less processed food
  • blog more
  • new ideas for bookstore
  • new designs for TPT/Etsy store
  • lift weights!!!!
  • organize posts
  • hug more
  • have fun
  • love life

Whatever you do, do it for YOU and don’t beat yourself up if you slip. Just dust yourself off and try again.

Rough Drafts. Life Changes.

Beware! I am back on the writing track and plan on sharing some short stories, rough drafts and random thoughts. Will still be trying to keep up with worksheets and local shop news as well. This page will be evolving as my life changes. Which was the point of this site to begin with!

Mr. Spaghettie Legs

Wind chimes ring out their welcoming song. Finally a customer on this wet and windy day found their way in. I glance up with a ready smile and saw a balding man in his 60s opening the door, his eyes seeming to be reading the “caution, step down” sign as he took a slow step on the bright yellow ramp that eased down to the creaky hardwood floor of my bookstore.
He went down in slow motion, legs wobbling, left hand on the doorknob, the other on the brick ledge just outside the door. He slowly tumbled down, the front half of his body in my store, his legs outside in the wind and rain, toes unable to get a grip. Eyes glazed, he smiled as though nothing was wrong, continuing to to wiggle as though each limb was a separate entity with a mind of its own. He seemed to be trying to make conversation as though nothing happened.
I race over to see if he is hurt, he makes eye contact, speaks, however I cannot make sense of what he is saying.
Oh my God! Call 911. Stroke? Head injury? Broken leg? Lawsuit? No blood. Breathe. Breathe. Holy crap!
“Are you hurt? Can you get up? Do you need help? Payton, go get a chair? Do you need a chair? Should I call someone?” My heart is racing!
“No, yea, no, hi, Seahawks?”
I stare at the man for a moment trying to make sense of these responses and try and remember if he actually hit is head, I don’t remember seeing or hearing that but now I am as confused as he appears to be.
I watch his legs move inhumanely. He must have broken something.
Six year old Payton arrives with a chair, setting it near him if he needs to sit. She stands close, staring, ever the observant one. She keeps her distance but not much. She hates missing out on anything.
Mr. Spaghetti Legs stands. Walks to the raised counter like nothing happened.
I decide to roll with it and go back on my side of the counter. I tell Payton to shush and send her to the back room. She just sits there. Watching this strange man.
“Are you sure you are OK?” I ask again.
“Hey baby, did you just wake up this cute?” the scent of alcohol overwhelms my senses. Crap.
As much as I hate confrontation, I snap “You here to buy a book or what? This is not a pickup joint.” I glance back at Payton giving her the “shut up and get back glare” she is so good at ignoring as she continues to stare at Mr. Spaghetti Legs.
“Oh, I can buy a book baby. Is that a yes?”
My eyes dart to Payton. Cell phone. Land line. Keyboard. Wasp spray. I decide best to keep them on this man. He is moving in slow motion, struggling for control. Yet he maintains eye contact and has the confidence that only the truly wasted can have. I realize he will not only be NOT be making any fast movements, he doesn’t seem to have a good grip on reality.
“Seahawks, yes. You met my granddaughter. You’re so cute. God I love you. Don’t you remember. She likes football. You are not here.”
I grab my cell phone. Send two texts. One to my friend Karen who I know will not be far from her her phone and if needed will call police for me. Second text to my son, also never far from his phone.
This man continues to ramble odd things with the occasional “so you wanna? Is that a yes baby?” Which makes me very uncomfortable. Just as I am wondering weather I should call 911 or grab the wasp spray or try and do both at the same time my son texts, asking if I need him. I text back “I think so.”
“Jose and I are on the way, see you in a few.”
I know I am not in an emergency situation. I don’t want to hurt someone, however after the comments he made to me I was on edge. My thoughts went to my son. I don’t want him in a fight and in trouble. Mr. Spaghettie Leg’s eyes found Payton. “Your daughter is so cute.” He smiled. That was it!
“You will leave now.” I said. You will walk to the door, I will open it for you and you will leave and never come back, understand?”
“Yes ma’am.” He stumbled to the door. SMACK! He weaves back and forth. How he stays standing I have no idea.
“Take two steps back, I will open the door. You will walk out and never come back. Got it?”
“Pretty eyes. You wanna? Yes?”
Holy hell. I roll my eyes.
“Step back now.” I make my way around him, holding my breath. “Go.”
He weaves up and out to the sidewalk. I watch his spaghetti legs wobble down the sidewalk, almost walking on the outsides of his ankles and not his feet. I have no idea how he stayed upright or moved so quickly.
I grab my cell phone and dial dispatch. Explain what happened. They ask if I want him permanently trespassed. “YES!” I say. “And please, send an officer, this man is headed to an area filled with kids and weaving into traffic. He will either hurt someone or get hurt.”
A few minutes later I get a call back from dispatch. They are confirming his description. A couple more minutes pass and I get a call from an officer confirming they found him and are very familiar with him. He is not only drunker than a skunk, he has a brain injury. He goes on to explain that the man is not capable of understanding he has been permanently trespassed from my store but if he ever does come back to call and they will take care of him for me.
Takes me hours to stop shaking.
My nature is to help others who need it. This was very hard, and hurt my heart to be so mean to him. However my family will always come first and he was way out of line. I do not care what his problem is if it puts me or mine in possible danger. There was no help I could give him and he needed to go.

coping skills flash cards – free download


These cards are great to have around. Most people are all about “breath breath breath”. Well,when my 5 year old is in getting close to meltdown or panic breathing is the last thing she can focus on. If she tries to calm by breathing she will wind up hyperventilating. I included our five favorites and a blank. Counting to 100 and singing keep her breathing properly. We were given a set by her counselor and I wanted to make our own and share with others. FREE DOWNLOAD!

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