SNAP!!

While trying to satisfy a sporadic cleanliness fixation…

{Just to be clear… I’m using the term ‘tightly’…as in obsession, infatuation, “gotta tend to this right this very second”, worse than life and death –type of fixation. Not to be confused with my habitual moments of cleanliness}

::clears throat::

 Right, so...

During one of my ‘episodes’ I catch a glimpse of some sort of particles through the cracks of the keys on my keyboard. Horrified, fearing some sort of organism mutation {I might’ve watched “Little Shop of Horrors” a little too recently… you know.. maybe.}  I nonchalantly lift the space bar to blow under it… of course.

Well…

::SNAP::  {Insert dramatic coming book sound effect bubble here}

There goes the Space bar!! (of my less-than-six-months-old laptop)

It’s still intact though; don’t panic!

It’s just that now it is slightly raised away from the screen, facing me… making continuous, free flowing typing impossible due to the fact that I have to do a double {sometimes triple} press on the space bar to get enough precision/pressure to manifest the ‘space’.

{not to mention that I have also enlarged the opening for the little “Lexia 2’s” to creep out and eat me!}

::sighs:: 

Oy vey.

Happy Summer Solstice Everyone, bask in that extra daylight!

 Lex {♥}

My Week with Marggie-lyn

I last chimed in from cramped quarters and sleep deprivation on an out-of-the-blue attempt at change.

I left New York trying to ease what seems to be an insatiable yearning for adventure and spontaneity; A change in a self-imposed, unproductive, barely tolerable routine.

While trying to avoid my ever so potent over-thinking habit, discovering the not-so-subtle familial meddling, and with very little notice to those around me… I was off.

Completing a very interesting duo, I joined my twin cousin Marggie {she is just three days younger than I am}. While sailing “on the same boat’ she and I spent the week rekindling with family, engaging in miles and miles of adventures and scenic routes, martini glasses filled with giggles, Red Box and beef jerky, girl talk and guy “game”… It was basic… and everything but.

My Week with Marggie-lyn… Though it was barley planned and {most definitely} short lived… it was exactly what I needed.

And while it was Not New York, it made quite the impression. It was a great way to start the summer and left me with a curiosity and new possibilities. 

Grounded and reluctantly{?} in New York, 

Lex {♥}


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Hats off to Dad

Father's Day will be here before we know it and I have to get the gears turning on what to do for a card. This was actually a birthday card for my Dad but he really liked it and was the first card I ever made-officially anyway-for him. Things to consider: he likes golf but hasn't played in a while; he watches basketball and baseball but doesn't follow a particular team; he enjoys good food, beer, wine and Bloody Marys; he loves westerns-maybe a little too much.

And I still don't know what to do for a card for Father's Day.

Live*Love*Laugh*Ponder
xo! Chris

It's all in the decals

For my Mom's Mother's Day card the decals really made the card. I used my signature bubble effect for the base of the card and built around it. I glued down paper roses and a feather. I wanted a message more than an image for this card so I made a banner template and cut it out with plain pink paper and a printed paper for the shadow. I glued down the printed banner and used foam tape for the pink banner so it would have a 3-D effect. I finished it all off with a pink ribbon that I wrapped around the card and taped on the inside. My Mommy was pleased.

Live*Love*Laugh*Appreciate
xo! Chris

Sleepless on a Greyhound

Four hours and a half and I wait 30 minutes before my arrival to attempt a post.

Yes, My name is Lexia… And I am a Procrastinator. Lol.

I’ve realized that I dropped the ball on my {not so silent} blogging commitment and it has indeed been a while since my last post. Any possible explanation would just be an excuse dressed in its Sunday’s best, so I’ll just spare you. Though, at the risk of violating the confidentiality agreement between myself and... well… myself, I have to confess that I have been having a hard time with the concept of “how personal do I want to get?”  and “how much do I want to share?”

At this very moment, I’m approaching the end of a longer than-ever-experienced {especially on no sleep} bus trip. I barely managed a wink of sleep and the scenery barely changes from one tree to the next, in actuality it is further the distance my mind covers than what my eyes can see; and even still it’s quite the trip.

On this trip,

I haven’t exactly made my way through my mental cloudiness, {I’ll continue to sort through all of that}

BUT I made it through the intimidation of a blank page, {and this post resulted from it J} 

the hesitation of professing hardship {is this personal enough? Either way I’m sharing.. baby steps}

and four very long-no-rest-stop-included hours {Five minutes until scheduled arrival time!! FINALLY }

I’d say it was all worth being Sleepless on a Greyhound. {::yawn:: eh, almost}

OH!! And as far as my destination, well let’s just say, It’s Not New York.


Hasta Luego..  
Lex {<3} 






Referenced:  Movie: Sleepless in Seatle,  Picture: www.nattimartin.com