I Feel Lucky

I go through periods of scrappers block from time to time. As much as I love doing it, I seem "stuck". Part of it is the fact that I do the "I don't have the time" dance. Actually, I do have the time which I consistently prove when I scrap at lunch. Yesterday, I managed to set up 3 layouts in about 15 minutes.

The first layout I set up was a "I feel lucky page".
I picked my cardstock and stickers.

I just started to use the adhesive tape, rather than the squares. I like the tape due to the fact when I am working on this at lunch, there is less mess. I also love its portability.
While this may look like a blank piece of paper, there is a lot of thought that went into it.For one, its not done entirely. I use scrapbooking sketches to plan out my pages. For years, Becky Higgins (the scrapbooking guru) had a column in Creating Keepsakes magazine, featuring her sketches. It helped inspire me to the next level.

In their December issue, they featured a series of 12 bonus sketches, from which I got the idea for this layout. http://www.creatingkeepsakes.com/articles/12_Bonus_Sketches
I need to add a journaling block and a few pictures of what makes me feel lucky.

While working on this layout, it made me think of why I feel lucky. For years, I had been called the golden child. It was the fact that no matter how bad things seemed, it would always work out in the end, and life would be good. I can't justify that, just the fact that the universe seemed to love me. I would emerge unscathed from things that would reduce others to collapsing into the corner, sobbing in the fetal position. Not that would brag about it, but I would pretty much wind up getting what I wanted. It might not be when I had originally planned, but things would always work out for me. It was like I was forbidden from having a bad life.
Things changed for a brief, dark period where I seemed to be drifting aimlessly through it all. That lead to creative block.
Seriously.
I really didn't do anything creative or crafty or what not. I had all the supplies. I had the space. I even had the title of the Crafty Chick. It was like the universe was using all this against me, brandishing my block like a weapon.
Then, after yet another bit of a pity party, the Big Man helped me realize how lucky I truly am.
I have an awesome husband, who has been the love of my life for the past 18 years.

We have a great son, who brings so much joy, bliss and love to our lives.

We have a beautiful home.

Both the Big Man and I have jobs we love.

I have a deep, abiding faith. I am able to practice it, without fear. Many millions world wide can not say that. Their faith is forbidden, known only to their Creator.

I am, after all, the crafty chick and I do make some pretty amazing things.

I am an excellent chef.

Plus, my family has more than enough food to eat. We do not go hungry. That is more than we can say for millions of people world wide.

I have some pretty awesome pets that add a lot of joy to my life.

Things are pretty good in my life, and I have a lot to be thankful for.

I feel lucky.