I have a terrible secret: I did not take The Jamie Challenge this week. I know, I know! I chickened out. I was a wuss. I didn’t do the page that most scared me, but I know that I have to build up to it. So, I’m announcing it here first (hold me accountable, people):
By this time next week, I will have taken my book out on a walk.
But this week, I did the fun/easy stuff:
I thought that blank page should be, well, blank, so I made the white lettering black. It didn’t exactly disappear, but it was cool nonetheless. I then ripped, ripped, ripped up my page, trying to rip on the dotted lines but being super easy breezy if I was off (which I was). Ain’t it neat how the rips curled up like that? The next page told me to staple/glue ’em onto it, but I’m so not listening yet. I like my curly-Qs.
The Scratching was the second most fun of the week. I originally started scratching with a quarter, which gave the paper a cool texture but was not the mess I was hoping for. Thankfully, I found the cheese knife & that was perfect! It was this great combination of scratching & ripping & it was totally theraputic.
But the most fun – the very most fun ever, even more fun than the coffee spilling & page burning – was when I documented my dinner. Holy crapballs was that a big fat gross disgusting mess. I made sweet potato fries one night last week, and I knew I was gonna end up with a Ziploc bag made up of olive oil, cinnamon, paprika, & salt (the recipe’s here – I love shaking the potatos up in the bag & dancing when I do it. Don’t judge). When the fries were cooking, I cut the bag down the middle & smeared the oily mess all over the pages. Then, when I was eating, I used the book as a napkin & wound up with BBQ sauce on one side & the oily mess on the other. But that wasn’t good enough. Oh, no it wasn’t. I had to fingerpaint them together so they could be friends.
Now, when I look at the picture, I’m a bit nauseous. Luke is convinced the book is gonna start to smell & grow mold. But, what can you do? It’s all for the greater good of Messes.