Minty Fresh Challenge & Crowds!
It’s Saturday at last. Thought it was never coming. Saturday means the cavalry is here. I speak about Steve in the plural because he’s good like that- probably worth two of me. He’s unjaded as far as the kids are concerned which is always a good thing.
Anyhow- the card.
Well Moxie Fab’s challenge is here and it’s called ‘Minty Fresh’. Cath has compiled a smorgasbord of lovely inspiration that I was truly inspired by but I was a little short on anything minty in my craft cupboard. I have to interject here with an explanation of what I’ve done. Firstly if I hear the word minty fresh- my brain goes in two directions. Firstly it’s ‘toothpaste‘. Minty fresh was a strap line for some companies tooth cleaning mixture a while back and it makes me think of stripes because of the toothpaste pattern. I found a piece of ribbon with a mint stripe in it and so I decided to add rows/stripes of hearts. ( the heart bit isn’t linked – unless you start quoting how good dental hygiene can reduce heart disease- anyhow, I digress).
The other direction I wander off to ( cerebrally speaking) is ‘gross‘. The word ‘minty’ used to be said if something was less than pleasant. I think it was a teenage phrase of mine. Less said about that strain of minty, the better.
My minty hearts are some Black Magic Core’dinations cardstock I had. It was the only mint green stuff I own. Ah well. The card is a little convoluted but it is what it is.
It has to be said we are good at padding out the numbers. I go anywhere with another friend and their kids and we immediately are a ‘party’. I take great solace when I go out with someone else as because my kids don’t all look particularly like me, noone can tell whose kids belong to which Mum. Handy that. It’s quite useful for avoiding the stares. I often imagine people are totting up how many kids each person has- although I doubt they’re actually thinking about us at all. I really love going out with my friends who have 4 kids themselves. 9 kids. 2 adults. It’s a big crowd!
I had to laugh recently when we were chatting with some friends and the husband looked with surprise at my first son. ‘is he yours’ he said. ‘it’s just I knew you had 5 but have never seen him before!’. I forget that 5 is a big number, it seems so normal to us.
I think that when we go places,like for example hospital appointments, they’re not really set up for grande familles-they all troop in behind me and half of us have to sit on the floor because there are only 2 seats. People keep looking and register surprise that I’ve brought so many. Well I could hardly leave them at home now could I? And yes, they are all mine, and yes, they all have the same father ( it has been asked, trust me), and yes, I wanted them all and yes, I intend on keeping them all. There, now you know.
See you soon, when I’ve counted all my children! xx