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1% Evil | Cheryl Overton

1% Evil | Cheryl Overton

8.5 x 11 | materials patterned paper (Fancy Pants) + chipboard heart (American Crafts) + fonts (Century Gothic and Hotel Coral Essex)

A Note From Cheryl

Super simple is my favourite, especially when you tend to be wordy and want to get your whole version of a story on a page, not just the CliffsNotes. When I looked at this page it looked slightly unfinished to me, so I borrowed Marnie's idea of rounding all the edges and getting to work on them with my Making Memories edger tool, which both softened the page and gave it the finished look I was trying for.

Journaling

My mom. Looks like a cute little granny, right? Someone who would love to bake, cook and cuddle. And she does! However, there is also a dark side to this seemingly innocent little grey haired woman.

A few years ago my mom and I spent a lovely morning hitting the local garage sales. I made out like a bandit, with one of my favourite scores being an old typewriter. You know the kind. Heavy. REALLY heavy. Made out of solid metal.

After we arrived home I was navigating the plywood boards we were using as a front walk at our new home. We had not been able to sod yet and the plywood was surrounded by piles of muck and mud caused by the rainy Autumn weather.

Unbeknownst to me, at the same time I gingerly took the step onto the last piece of plywood anxious to get my treasure safely inside, my mother stepped on the other end. Basic physics occurred and the edge I was about to step onto lifted into the air just high enough for me to catch my toe under it and launch face first into the mud.

Before she could even inquire as to whether I was hurt or not, this mother of mine, the woman who gave me life, shrieked with laughter and doubled over from the sheer hilarity of her daughter laying facedown prone in the thick mud that surrounded the house.

She claims the initial laughter was from shock, but that doesn't explain the need she has to retell this story over and over and over again, usually with a re-enactment. I guess I should just be thankful that she is 99% sweet and only....1% Evil!

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