OK, I'm ready. Go August!

So here's the August calendar, on the wall in the hall. That is ostensibly the best place for it because it's next to the phone. But of course, because this is the 21st Century, we have a 20th century cordless phone. This means that chatting and date setting are done from the comfort of - well usually an armchair, but to be honest, anywhere other than the hall! Let's face it, sitting on the stairs whilst making a phone call only ever happened because the curly wire would just about stretch that far, it's not exactly the number one spot for comfortable yakking is it? The lovely fresh paper I used is from K & Co - Citronella. I trimmed about 2" off one edge to make it slightly more portrait shape and used the reverse side to make the bar across the calendar top. Talk about a five minute page; but it had to be quick, as it's 3 days late! It's glittery and citrussy and I really love it. I bought the pad - the pad! Not even a couple of sheets of my favourite patterns! This is entirely because Shopkeeper Gal is a shrewd woman who knows what her regulars like. Oh yeah. I'm not telling you anything I haven't already moaned about to her face when I say that I'm utterly convinced that she engineered my presence in her shop to coincide with the arrival of the K & Co delivery. And honestly, I had to buy the pad because I was frightened that someone else might if I didn't, and then I wouldn't have it. By the way, and just in case you don't know - I'm old enough, frankly, to have grown out of this behaviour. So there we are, I have a lovely pad of bright fresh summery papers which appeal to every fibre of my colour chaotic brain, and a deep and horrible fear of the size of the patterns on almost every page! Justice I suppose, for being such a fool over the shopping part!
I've done a shed load of very mundane jobs so far today. Here we are at cup of tea time, Miss Dunnit has gone to her boyfriend's house to read poetry and watch Manga cartoons I don't doubt, and Mr Dunnit is at work. There is sunshine on my work table and so, well it would be rude to resist a bit of scrapping, huh!