I should not go shopping unsupervised.

Case in point.

Unsupervised shopping spree

Unsupervised shopping spree

I have a project I am preparing for.  I have been asked to create approximately 40 Post-It-Note Holders to be given as Christmas gifts.  Joe already is aware that I, absolutely – positively – without a doubt, have to be off the road no later than November 8th to accomplish this task.

I have some idea of what will be required of me to create these personalized Holders.  Armed with that knowledge…..and without a list :-(……I went shopping for masculine themed items.  I do not have much in the way of masculine stamps, ephemera, and embellishments, so this trip was necessary.

Little did I know that I had brought along with me a child of 5 or 6 years of age.  An unseen child.  More to the point….My Inner Child.  I have been face to face with a pouting, tantrum throwing, crying, screaming, and grabbing everything on the shelf child.  I kid you not.

I’m positive you have been in a store, enjoying your shopping experience by looking, touching, feeling, and handling items that catch your fancy.  Somewhere, across the store, you are jolted by the sound of a child having a fit.  Your pleasant experience has now turned very unpleasant.

Well, imagine you are shopping and things just appear in your cart.  Things you had not planned on purchasing.  I had that experience recently.  The pouting and tantrums (although silent) began to happen as soon as I put an item back on the shelf.  Muttering to myself why it was not necessary to have that particular item(s) caused a few heads to turn my way.

I had already purchased Graphic 45 paper packs at Blue Moon Scrapbooking and was awaiting the arrival of the order.  Now I needed to find masculine rubber stamp images, neutral and dark ribbons, and some Distress Stains.  Going into Michaels with a clear idea of what I was going to purchase I had a spring in my step and I was focused.

Until that child appeared out of nowhere and began the grabbing business.  Glue backed crystals were put back on the shelf with a muttering about not good on a masculine item.  The whining began just as quickly.  “They can be used in a set of three at the top and bottom to add interest” I muttered back “Not when they are as large as an eraser!”.  I got a couple of odd looks.  Another aisle held jars of Prima like flowers in vibrant colors and were huge.  Two jars ended up in my cart.  “Why did I put those in?” I asked myself.  The response in my head…..”I like the jar”.  That was all it was.  The jar.  Only the jar.  Not the ginormous flowers inside the jar, just the jar.  The feeling that came over me when I put the JARS back on the shelf was a pout and a total shut down in my brain.  Any thought toward finding masculine images left.  I was stuck with a child that was rigid, unmoving, and closed with her arms folded across her chest and a pinched look on her face.

Wandering the store, trying desperately to get control of myself, I found myself in the aisle with Tim Holtz clear stamp sets.  I did get the items I wanted, and to mollify the brat inside me I also picked up a couple of sets that are most definitely NOT masculine.

My next stop was Hobby Lobby to find the Distress Stains.  Without giving myself a chance to let the child know I was doing more shopping I headed directly to the far corner of the store where the Tim Holtz items are displayed.  I should have known better.

I had to pass a clearance aisle on my way.  High up on the wall hung Letter Press papers and inks.  The grabbing started all over again.  This time with the whine “They are only $2”.  I put all the papers back except for one pack.  These are heavy papers and I reasoned with my brat that I could practice the water coloring and Distress Stain techniques with these papers.  Yikes, crisis averted.

I did get the Distress Stains, and a couple of Distress Inks.  Items I did need.  Where did the brat go?  Shut up Leslie, leave it alone while it is still good.

On a different trip Joe had dropped me off at Hobby Lobby so he could run some errands then come and pick me up.  I had some time to kill so I began wandering the aisles.  There has been a major shuffle due to the huge selection of Christmas items on their shelves and I had to see what had been placed where.

I found myself in the aisle that held all the wood items.  Unpainted wood shelves, boxes, flat pieces with beveled edges to be made into clocks or bases for upright items like a lamp.  Hanging on the shelves were clothes pins.  I had remembered a YouTube video of someone using the clothes pins to get control of their ribbon mass.  I did pick up some of the pins.

Large pins

Large pins

30 to a pack at less than $3….$2.99 and

Small pins

Small pins

50 to a pack at less than $3….$2.99  I did get these.  I have an empty flower vase at home.  On our Anniversary I had bought Joe a big bouquet of flowers to celebrate our 21 years of marriage.

Flower vase

Flower vase

I did leave the store with other items and with little fuss from my Inner Child.  She still did sneak in a few items but this time the experience was better than the first one.  I do believe I still need to be supervised when I go shopping in a craft store.  The only place that I have not controlled my impulses and come to terms with myself.

At  home, looking at the mess I now have and the quantity of items to create my project….and about 1,000 more on top of that….I am pleased with what I have.  I have also found that I have enough ribbon on hand (from other unsupervised trips) to embellish the masculine items I will be creating.

If you have ribbons that are a big tangled mess, such as this one….

Mess of ribbon

Mess of ribbon

Then give this a try.  Until you get a good handle on how to wind the ribbon on the clothes pin you will find this a bit trying.  The ribbon, or the pin, will slip from your grip and unravel itself.

Feed one end of the ribbon through the prongs, leaving a bit of tail to hold tight as you begin the spinning process.

Feed the tail through the prongs

Feed the tail through the prongs

Have some Glue Dots handy.  Even a bit of Scotch Tape will work.

Glue Dots

Glue Dots

Once you have the ribbon wound on the pin(s) and the end held fast with the Glue Dot you will have a neat little spool of ribbon.

Ribbon spooled on clothes pin

Ribbon spooled on clothes pin

Doesn’t it look so nice and neat now? 🙂

So pretty

So pretty

And it looks really good up on my shelf, too 🙂

Ribbons

Ribbons

Tell me about your shopping experience with YOUR “Inner Child”.  Do you have “help” when you go shopping?  When you get home do you have “Buyers Remorse”?  Have you conquered the fight with your Inner Child?  If so, please give me advise on what you have done to save your sanity and your wallet 🙂

Leslie

 

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