The quote from Wendy is "You can exercise all you want. You're never going to burn that crazy off" for this week and the new theme at Art Journal Journey which is set by the lovely Chris from Pearshaped Crafting - "Hot Summer (Days & Nights)". Chris and I have known one another for quite some time although we haven't seen much of one another since we had lunch together a year or more ago after a visit to Lavinia in Ruthin. We don't live too far away from one another and we share several mutual friends.
To begin my journal page I covered it with Distress Oxide Crackling Campfire. I was hoping to use my new figures from Dyan at Art from the Heart but they are too wintry in what they wear so I had to revert to some of my old figures because of the "hot" theme. Not to worry, the dresses will be useful later but I did manage to make use of the heads which I was pleased about. I think they are so cute! I am hoping Wendy will buy Dinky Dolls 3 (I bought DD 4) and then we can share images with one another increasing our library.
"Petra had called to see her friend Lottie who was lounging on the floor.
"What are you doing down there, you look chilled or whacked out, can't make my mind up which?" said Petra as she walked in the lounge having been told by Lottie's mum that she was in there 'doing her thing'.
"Oh, you wouldn't believe how much I ache," replied. Lottie, "I did an hour at the gym this morning and I haven't lost an inch. I need to lose some weight by weekend so I will have to go each morning. Sorry, won't be available for anything else this week."
"What on earth has got into you, there is nothing wrong with the way that you look."
"I've told her that over and over" came a voice from the kitchen, it was Lottie's mum who had already given her daughter a pep talk about too much exercise and diets etc. "See if you can talk some sense into her will you love. She might listen to you. Want a cuppa?"
"Yes please Mrs Smith" called Petra. "Can I be cheeky and ask if you have any of that lemon drizzle you made left over?"
"I have, and that's not cheeky, you know I've known you since you were in a pram. Your mum and I used to go to the park with you two all the time. You're like a second daughter to me. There's apiece here in the kitchen for you, just come and get it."
"Thanks Mrs Smith" said Petra as she picked up her cake and cuppa.
"Hmph" came a sound from the floor. "I sometimes think mum wishes you were me."
"That's nonsense' said Petra her hands on her hips by this time. You know your mum, and your dad both worship you. Mine wouldn't let me die my hair purple for starters. Anyway, back to this exercising you are keen on. Why suddenly do you want to lose more weight, you look great?"
"Well Robbie Nelson is going to be there this weekend and I am sure he likes me. a little. If I could get a bit more off my waist I could get that dress in Pauldens' window, you know, the one with the big gold belt and the swishy skirt."
"Oh I knew there would be a boy somewhere in the picture. You can exercise all you want. You're never going to burn that crazy off. Why can't you just enjoy your time with me and the girls, why does there always have to be a boy on the scene somewhere? We've plenty of time for that, for goodness sake we are only just gone seventeen. I'm going to finish my cake and be off, let me know later in the week what you are doing regarding Saturday's party."
And with that Petra took her cup and plate into the kitchen, said thanks to Mrs Smith and left via the back door."
