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For scrapbookers, organizing tools and supplies is a constant topic of interest. Scrappers love to see the working studios of other crafters. Organizing Your Scrapbook Supplies offers an inside look into the studios of some of the Memory Makers Masters, both past and present. In addition to studio photos, readers will find hundreds of tips and ideas submitted by the Masters, providing them with a variety of ideas for organizing their own personal workspace. Plus, no Masters book is complete without fabulous artwork. This title includes 50 layouts by the Masters using the tools and supplies featured in the book.

there is no understanding the magnitude of the disaster that still unfolds in Japan;
we do however, understand the warnings it sounds are we to hear them.
this week a close friend received a letter from a teacher living in a village thirty miles from Fukushima.
I asked permission to share with you the relevant and poignant passages.

First I want to thank you so very much for your concern
for me. I am very touched. I also wish to apologize for a generic
message to you all. But it seems the best way at the moment to get
my message to you. Things here have been rather surreal. But I am
very blessed to have wonderful friends who are helping me a lot.
Since my shack is even more worthy of that name, I am now staying
at a friend's home. We share supplies like water, food and a
kerosene heater. We sleep lined up in one room, eat by candlelight,
share stories. It is warm, friendly, and beautiful.
During the day we help each other clean up the mess in our
homes. People sit in their cars, looking at news on their
navigation screens, or line up to get drinking water when a source
is open. If someone has water running in their home, they put out
sign so people can come to fill up their jugs and buckets.
Utterly amazingly where I am there has been no looting, no
pushing in lines. People leave their front door open, as it is
safer when an earthquake strikes. People keep saying, "Oh, this is
how it used to be in the old days when everyone helped one another."
Quakes keep coming. Last night they struck about every 15
minutes. Sirens are constant and helicopters pass overhead often.
We got water for a few hours in our homes last night, and now it is
for half a day. Electricity came on this afternoon. Gas has not yet
come on. But all of this is by area. Some people have these things,
others do not.
No one has washed for several days. We feel grubby, but there
are so much more important concerns than that for us now. I love
this peeling away of non-essentials. Living fully on the level of
instinct, of intuition, of caring, of what is needed for survival,
not just of me, but of the entire group.
There are strange parallel universes happening. Houses a
mess in some places, yet then a house with futons or laundry out
drying in the sun. People lining up for water and food, and yet a
few people out walking their dogs. All happening at the same time.
Other unexpected touches of beauty are first, the silence
at night. No cars. No one out on the streets. And the heavens at
night are scattered with stars. I usually can see about two, but
now the whole sky is filled. The mountains are solid and
with the crisp air we can see them silhouetted against the sky
magnificently.
And the Japanese themselves are so wonderful. I come back
to my shack to check on it each day, now to send this e-mail since
the electricity is on, and I find food and water left in my
entrance way. I have no idea from whom, but it is there. Old men in
green hats go from door to door checking to see if everyone is OK.
People talk to complete strangers asking if they need
help. I see no signs of fear. Resignation, yes, but fear or
panic, no.
They tell us we can expect aftershocks, and even other
major quakes, for another month or more. And we are getting
constant tremors, rolls, shaking, rumbling. I am blessed in that I
live in a part of the village that is a bit elevated, a bit more solid
than other parts. So, so far this area is better off than others.
Last night my friend's husband came in from the
country, bringing food and water. Blessed again.
Somehow at this time I realize from direct experience that
there is indeed an enormous Cosmic evolutionary step that is
occurring all over the world right at this moment. And somehow as I
experience the events happening now in Japan, I can feel my heart
opening very wide. My brother asked me if I felt so small because
of all that is happening. I don't. Rather, I feel as part of
something happening that much larger than myself. This wave of
birthing (worldwide) is hard, and yet magnificent.
Thank you again for your care and love of me,
With Love in return, to you all ...

I wonder how long it will be before Sarah trusts the clone enough to let her play with the modeling supplies. I was granted such permission after only four years of training and a fully bonded insurance policy. But then... I'm a FAST learner. It might take longer for the clone.

Another unplanned clone pic.

When Mark's PhD supervisor sent him for a job interview with an old university friend, he didn't mention that the friend was devastatingly handsome. He also neglected to mention to either that the other is gay.

Steven was just looking for a young scientist to train as a PA to help him run his technology company. No extra services required. But watching other people react to a young, pretty man playing secretary to an openly gay CEO amused them both. Watching people wonder if they were having an affair was an entertaining game.

But when the game became real and caught them both up, Mark was left wondering... how real? Because he's the one PA in the building who can't marry the boss.

Publisher’s Note: Lord and Master is a homoerotic love story. As such it depicts sexual content that may be objectionable to some readers: male/male sexual practices.

When Mark's PhD supervisor sent him for a job interview with an old university friend, he didn't mention that the friend was devastatingly handsome. He also neglected to mention to either that the other is gay.

Steven was just looking for a young scientist to train as a PA to help him run his technology company. No extra services required. But watching other people react to a young, pretty man playing secretary to an openly gay CEO amused them both. Watching people wonder if they were having an affair was an entertaining game.

But when the game became real and caught them both up, Mark was left wondering... how real? Because he's the one PA in the building who can't marry the boss.

Publisher’s Note: Lord and Master is a homoerotic love story. As such it depicts sexual content that may be objectionable to some readers: male/male sexual practices.