When the kids and I arrived home on Sunday, Laddie was making weird
whimpering noises. Sarah let him out of his cage, and he bolted for the
stove. He was absolutely obsessed. After about 5 minutes watching
Laddie’s frantic sniffing and digging, I figured
it out. We had a mouse.
I saw said mouse about three hours later while talking to The Spousal
Unit about his (TSU’s) discovery of a mouse in the house. Yes, I
screamed into the phone. No, I did not jump on any chairs.
Laddie has been absolutely nuts on mouse patrol. It’s clear only he (and
sometimes Sydney) know what is going on. They are running on pure
instinct — doing what Scottish Terriers do naturally: hunt vermin. It
is both funny and interesting to watch my beloved
pet turn into the small Scottish wolf with a mission.
There has been talk on
the Smack blog that basically boils down to this: why don’t we do
what creatively comes naturally to us. Why do some people need to follow
the Scrapbook divas? Why do some people do all they can to become
divas, but fail to be chosen time and again. Why
scrap what some “authority” tells you to do, or in the style they deem
“correct”?
I once submitted pages to a design contest — then, immediately after
mailing my package, realized that it was a total waste of my time and
postage money. Never did it again.
I once applied to a design team. When I saw who was chosen and their
style (throw everything from a particular manufacturer on a page –
a.k.a. product vomit), I realized my style was not one that would sell
tons of product. It’s all about sales, not about good
design or technique. I never did that again.
So, I stick to what I like. I pull together some pretty nice layouts and
cards, if I say so myself. I share my work with a non-competitive and
very creative bunch of paper artists when I’m in the mood — or I have
time to post a photo.
But it’s all on my terms, and no one else’s. Because in the end, the one
who really cares the most about what I’ve created is me. Like Laddie, I
am going to keep digging, and searching, and doing what comes naturally
to me.
Doin’ What Comes Naturally