Friday, March 30, 2012

win, then lose it

Just poking my head out of a box (we moved into our new house!) to host a last minute gifting of a spot in 21 Secrets, which starts April 1! I'm so excited to get disoriented with everyone in my workshop Get Lost! To enter, leave a note here telling me about a time you got lost. It can be in the literal sense, or you can go all metaphorical on me. Make sure to leave your e-mail address or some way I can reach you. I'll draw a winner on Sunday morning, just in time for the class kickoff. And then prepare to Get Lost...

58 comments:

Charmingdesigns said...

I would love to win a spot in this workshop...I get lost when I have some sprays and paints in front of me..making a big ol mess

kae pea said...

Hmmm only one time huh? Because i get lost a lot. Most recently on a trip home from taking my cousin to the airport... (yeah that's right, my local airport-the one in my own town that i have been to at least 200 times!) i also have a tendency to get lost in thought, which is a completey different story ;)
Thank you for this chance Aimee!

missham said...

I have been lost for a while the need to find myself is a great drive point. Like I anounced earlier this week on twitter. I have no thing and I need to find a thing. Lost I tell you. Lost!
Thank you for the chance.

whimzeenator said...

Seems I get lost a lot. Lost in my own mind; lost at the park people watching; lost on the internet; lost at my desk not knowing where to start; and the most frequent one lately...lost in space...that white space on my paper trying to figure out where to put my first dot.

Sharon P. said...

I once got lost in a huge multi-level department store in a mall I had never been to before. I was getting frustrated...and a little annoyed with myself....when I looked up and with relief saw my sister. Imagine how foolish I felt when I realized I was looking in a mirror. Yes...I have an identical twin sister.

Oh yeah....I finally found my way out...but got "way-laid" with a couple of purchases before escaping....smile!

Would absolutely love to win the class!!!!

Twirly Bird said...

Well, my favorite way to get lost is in a good book. I just love that way of being completely engrossed, oblivious to the world around me. Thanks for the giveaway!

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Heidi Renee said...

Back before we had children my husband and I and another couple decided to head to a concert festival out of town. My mother in law graciously let us borrow a time share of theirs to sleep for the weekend, and when she offered it sounded far closer to the concert site than it actually was. After the last concert of the night we were all exhausted. And as we looked at the map and saw that the highway took us nearly back to Buffalo before heading south toward our cabin I made the executive decision to cut out all of that nonsense and head straight south.

What a mistake. We ended up in this Bermuda Triangle of tiny little towns in the middle of cornfields named Java, Java Central and East Java - and every time we made a course change we ended back in one of these three little towns. This was WELL before cell phones and GPS and every time we'd backtrack we'd all pile out of the van, stand around the map in the headlights laughing hysterically (we were totally sober) trying not to get eaten by the children of the corn until we were so tired we were ready to sleep in the fields. A 2 hour trip became a 4 hour trip very quickly. Needless to say we didn't make most of the concerts the next day and headed straight home after the evening concerts were over. We figured if we were going to drive 4 hours again we might as well sleep in our own beds.

Corinne said...

once when i was in high school, we were driving back to michigan from massachusetts where we had spent christmas vacation with my grandparents. it was the middle of the night and we were all sleeping when my step-dad stopped in new york at a rest area for a bathroom break. the car door woke me up and i realized i had to pee, too, so i got out and went in. when i came out, our van was gone! they had left and i was lost in new york in the middle of the night. i had no idea where i was or anything. it was the mid-nineties so i didn't have a cell phone. my step-dad had a car phone but i had no money to call. after a while (and some begging and crying), someone who worked there finally took pity on me and called for me from the phone at the burger king office. the phone didn't work well and all my step-dad heard was daughter so he asked my mom to wake me up- but i wasn't there! of course, they came back and got me but i never let them forget about leaving me lost in new york! 15 years later, i still bring it up. :)

thank you so much for offering a chance to win a spot in 21 secrets! a workshop like this is just what i need. my email is twinmom80@yahoo.com

Christine said...

I would love to win this!! When my husband and I were dating and I visited him while he was singing in an opera festival in Utah, he borrowed a friend's car to get me to the airport. It was a teeny low-to-the-ground sporty thing and we got seriously lost in the mountains of Utah. The roads kept getting smaller and eventually we were driving straight up and straight down these rugged dirt paths that looked nothing like roads, and the car kept bottoming out. Finally we came out the top of the mountain and drove down to a little farming town. A nice farmer gave us directions back to the interstate and I made my flight! LOL

Christine said...

Oops, my email is fruitinseason@yahoo.com...

Biomouse said...

My husband calls me Pocahontas since I'm the one that is in charge of the cartography skills when we go on a trip anywhere-this however does not mean that I chart our path correctly :P My favorite "lost" episode was in San Francisco trying to find the way out of the Presidio. It's a huge park and really, a huge city-getting out should not be a problem, but we kept finding roads that led to DO NOT ENTER signs when we could clearly see the road we needed to be on a hundred yards away. I happened to find this kind of silly "damned if you do" kind of situations hilarious...my husband as the driver decidedly does not. So after I stopped laughing long enough to ask a jogger how to proceed out of the Presidio, and after several threats to just four wheel it across the greenways to the clearly visible roadway home, we finally made our way out of the labyrinth and onto Highway 101 heading home.

On a separate note, I'd love to hang out with you in your class and get lost :)

Snap said...

I've been lost this week ... I have the cold from ______ and want out of the haze! A spot in the workshop just might do it! Thanks for chance!

Renee and Damian said...

I have to say, I never thought I was creative and I never painted before having my daughter. While pregnant with her, I connected with my inner creative child again and now, as a way to calm down, I connect with painting and doodling...and when I think about it, the reason why I love it so is that I get so LOST in the colors while I'm doing it. It's a nice LOST b/c I get out of my hectic to-do list day and i'm brought back in the moment - kinda like time stands still - i'm literally lost in color. oh, writing that made me SMILE so big!!! hope I get a spot in your class...i've always wanted to take it!! :) love everything you do, aimee.

renee yemma @ the calm mama

Lynne Wilson said...

Many years ago driving around Toronto with an old friend we drove around and around the same block for about an hour. No matter how many times I suggested we stop for directions - or at the very least change directions instead of driving around and around the same block he refused (you all know that annoying guy thing - lol). Finally I suggested he stop and let me drive....I didn't drive, but I did go into the convenience store to ask for directions!

Ellie said...

Would love to win a spot in 21 Secrets.

Lost...hmmm...I'm known to be directionally challenge, but I can't say that I've ever actually gotten lost. Unless of course we're talking about how often I get lost in thought about things I want to create be it art or writing, lost in a good book that happens a lot.

Chel said...

When I first moved to Atlanta in 1992... oh, boy. My "growing up" neighborhood on Long Island was a giant grid. I mean EVERYTHING was planned and was on a grid. There was not a curvy road anywhere. Atlanta? Triangles! Side streets! Highways! A city a few minutes away! No GPS (hahahaha) back then, either. I had a map I got at the local gas station.

It scared me so much, but eventually I really started enjoying rambling around, finding new things, discovering something different every day. (I just learned that I needed to pee before I got in the car... no matter if I was going half a mile or across the city. )

Suzanne said...

I got lost on the way to a Zentangle class, and it was dark and my heart was beating terribly fast. I eventually found it but I hate that feeling of being lost.. I am a big preparer for everything!

Lura said...

i would have to say i got lost for most of my childhood, it was not a very good one by any means. i iwas molested when i was five, my dad was a drunk, and my mother should have never had kids. so i got lost all the time, at my grandparents, my friends houses, i was home as little as possible. i know this is heavy stuff but it is what came to mind first. i would love to get lost in something fun for a change.....a class. thank you for the opportunity to win, i sure appreciate it. good luck all. hugs,ura

delayne said...

A story about getting lost? Here's the one I love to tell: My young daughters (maybe 7 and 10 at the time) and I were spending the summer in New Jersey while their father worked nearby. We're Minnesotans, and none of us had ever been that far east before. EVERYTHING about it was an adventure; especially the driving and turnpikes and toll booths. I was scared out of my wits to go anywhere, so our weekdays were spent at the motel pool. But our weekends were made for seeing the sites. We'd planned to see the Statue of Liberty one weekend, and I was to pack up the kids and meet their father at his jobsite so we could get an early start. We left during Rush Hour (at least I think the traffic was due to Rush Hour). I took a wrong turn and got us on the wrong Pike, then the stalled traffic made my car overheat. I was so frustrated with it all that I began to cry. I had no idea where I was or how to get us out of our predicament. (And this was before cell phones.) In the middle of my big old meltdown, my Eldest turned to me with a look of disappointment, sighed, rolled her eyes, and said, "Mom. Take the second exit you come to." I did, but only because I didn't have a better plan. Then she said, "Now turn left, go to the car dealership with all the flags in front, and turn left again." I did. Voila. We were back at our motel! And there we sat until their dad met us. We got a later start than we would've preferred, but the weekend went as planned. My eldest is 32 now and still has the world's best map in her head, bless her!... I would LOVE to get lost in your 21 Secrets, Aimee. Good luck to all who've left comments here! :D

delayne@themoon.net

Sarah Martin said...

oh my goodness. This would be awesome! email: sarah at liveitoutblog dot com

Pixiewinkle said...

Ever since I moved to Long Island and got a car with GPS, I get lost a lot because I know I can always find my way home! I love driving down unknown streets and seeing where I end up. (I am a California girl, so I would have never stayed sane otherwise.)

Would love to be a part of the workshop!

Art Play Today said...

I love reading these great comments! Hysterical some of them! I get lost in every sense of the word on a daily basis. I get lost in my "messes" I make when creating, I get lost in my own head, and because of my severe distractibility I can get lost just going from room to room!

One of my best "lost" stories is from my first deer hunting trip with my husband and his buddies. Thank God he gave me a radio for "emergencies only"! He told me to go a certain direction through the woods and that he would be only 100 yards away or so. So, foolishly, I trusted him. When I finally realized he was nowhere to be found I panicked and called him on the radio (which was humiliating because all of his buddies were listening to me panic as well)! The only words he would respond with were "Just Go Downhill"...so in a complete state of panic I start crashing through the brush straight downhill with visions of running in to a bear or cougar. It took me at least an hour to get to the road because I would come to a cliff/drop off and have to figure out a way around it. When I finally made it back to the road, I was about 2 miles from where I was supposed to be! When he picked me up, all he could do was look at me and shake his head (I was really upset about it then, but we all laugh about it now). The next day, I got lost again...AND...lost my radio to boot. That whole trip was a "LOST" cause to say the least.

I still hunt with him to this day, and he doesn't know this, but when he tells me to go through the woods a certain way I say okay, until he's gone, and then I stay really close to the road until our meet up point again! I'm a lousy hunting partner, lol!

I would love to win a spot in this class. Lost is my middle name!

Julie said...

I get lost when I am on the beach under the sun with nothing but the sound of waves crashing around me! Thanks for the chance to win!

Amy said...
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Amy said...

My favorite way to get lost is in my art. I can easily loose hours when I'm in the flow of a project. I'm new to art journaling and I wold love to win a spot in this class to broaden my skill set and learn new techniques. Thank you!

PS you can reach me at amyshy at gmail

bitznpicez said...

Last time I got lost, was when I tried out a for me new kind of mist. I misted and misted in layers, over and over and over agin. In so many layers and on som many pages, I couldn´t count. So fun and so colorfull. At work the others asked were I got that smile. I showed them my hands as colorfull as my pages at home. They didnt understand it all, but were so so happy for me beeing that high on crafting.

My e-mail is camillas(a)telia.com

Marcia said...

I think I was lost in college.. mentally lost... struggling with a lot of my own problems! Thanks for a chance to win a spot in the class.

Briana, MA said...

I have been lost a few times, but luckily I have a pretty strong internal compass that helps me find my way again. I've been lost for a day, but sometimes it's been for many years. Usually the feeling of being lost coincides with some emotional pain I am trying to process and heal from. Right now, I do not feel lost, but feel empowered to make art and show the world who I am!!!

becjac67 said...

Thanks for a chance to win!
I don't really have ONE instance where I got lost but a friend of mine and I (in our younger more carefree days of course) used to try and get lost on old back country roads on purpose on weekends when we had nothing better to do. We'd pack a cooler with picnic lunches and snacks and just start driving... turning here, turning there... Sometimes we'd get REALLY lost and have to actually work to find our way back and sometimes we'd only get lost a little bit. But we always had fun! I'd love to try that again sometime but it's hard with the gas prices! This was back when it was under a dollar a gallon! LOL

Julie said...

I've never been lost yet. When I'm not sure of my surroundings I'm "taking the scenic route". So I clearly NEED this workshop so I can get lost in the best possible way.

Unknown said...

would love a chance to win!

Karen Blados said...

I was 16 and borrowed the car for the first time to go visit a friend who lived in a neighboring town. I had no trouble following the directions to her house and got totally discombobulated trying to get home.

I called my mom in a panic from a Bob Evans and told her I was lost and I needed her to find me. She said what do you see around you? I said Wright State University and a McDonald's and I'm in Bob Evans.

She told me to turn right out of the parking lot and at the first light, turn right to get on the highway. Get off when you get to the third exit, which will be for the street you live on. Do you think you can get home from there?

Yeah, 24 years later and she still brings it up almost every time I see her.

Phoenix Peacock said...

I've been so jealous that I can't afford 21 secrets and then marvelous people like you come along and spread some joy!

the first thing that came to mind when thinking about times I've gotten lost was an epic fail. my 13th birthday. I had to stay with a classmate after school because my mom had something she couldnt miss out on at work. it was snowy out and my classmates dogs ran away, so she and I went to chase them... into a swamp. We ended up wading in freezing swamp water for 3 hours or so trying to find our way back... finally we found a house and thankfully the person inside was nice and trustworthy and let us phone her mom. one of my shoes was sucked into the swamp. I was muddy up to my chest. and we were miserably cold. i think my mom still feels guilty about that birthday - which had many other mishaps fall on it that year. haha.

CJD said...

Hi, I got lost driving from Boston to Vermont. We were heading home to Vermont when I realized something didn't seem right and the next sign we saw said we were in Maine! It took us an extra few hours to make it home in the dark. Great adventure and such a surprise to be that lost! Thank goodness we now have GPS

Carol said...

Once I used my GPS in Italy and it kept telling me I had arrived at my location but I was in the middle on nowwhere, we were both lost!

Carol B
ciaoitalia2007(at)gmail(dot)com

Apple said...

I love getting lost in a really good book. :)

Erin Fish said...

Getting lost is not something I do too often due to the fact that I am a first born, A type girl. However, one time when my husband and I were boating and I was doing the charting - you guessed it - I read the chart incorrectly and got us lost - in a rock bed. Fortunately we discovered the "lostness" in time to get out of a rocky situation. Thank you for the opportunity for a spot in this workshop.

Creative Soul Juice - Hobby Parent said...

All those who wander are not lost... So I continue to wander, lost in my thoughts... Wanderlost. ; D. ~ Hobby

Raychel said...

I get lost a lot. Usually at night...I think I have a great sense of direction, but once the sun goes down, I have NO IDEA where north is! This leads to me driving an extra 40 minutes sometimes. I've learned to not tell my mother the stories from these late-night lost journeys because it usually ends up with her telling me I could've been killed.

LuLu said...

Howdy,

I got lost the first time I went to Paris, France. Was visiting Paris with the keyboardist from my band. It was in the winter And I was wandering around on my own sightseeing.

Took a wrong turn and ended up on a quaint little street. There was a sidewalk cafe, and even though it was cold I sat outside and wrote my postcards home.

It was fun - cold, but fun.

Hope I win the workshop!

Would love for you to visit my blog when you have a moment or 2!

Peace,
LuLu
www.lulu-too-beaucoup.blogspot.com

LuLu said...

oops! my email is:
nuvoclassic@aol.com

Hope my Paris anecdote wins!

Peace,
LuLu
www.lulu-too-beaucoup.blogspot.com

Rebecca said...

Would love to take this class! Thanks!

~hali said...

Got lost on a hiatus into healthcare as a profession, when my heart is in the arts... happy to say, I've got my head above water with a fresh perspective.... ♥

Bella Sinclair said...

YAYYYYYY! Oh YAYYYYYY! Congratulations on the move! I bet the little girls are over the moon! Happy happy happy dance. Now you can start setting down roots.

And on top of this, you are giving a workshop?!? Get out. You blow me away.

Well, I remember two summers ago, I was so confident that I remembered the way to Disney that I didn't even bring a map. I got on the wrong freeway, got off and looped all the way back to my starting point, and then promptly got on the wrong freeway AGAIN. Gah.

Have a wonderful weekend! xo

rachel awes said...

hi dear, i'm not applying for a spot, but i wanted to get lost in you for a moment + welcome you HOME. whispering in my love there. xox

Robin in NJ said...

My friend and I left her two small children with their father one Saturday morning and went bushwhacking as she calls it. She forgot to mention that she has no sense of direction. We were lost for hours and by the time we got back home her husband and kids were in a panic. Now I make her take a piece of colored chalk (for marking trees) ant time we go out. My email address is roasmith at gmail dot com.

soulbrush said...

Is it an online workshop- then me too please.
I used to get horribly lost when I first came to live in London. I would ring one of my sons, tell them the street name and the bus number I had used (or the tube train). They would then go on Google and try to 'find' me and tell me what to do to get home. Once I was half a block from a bus stop and was so flustered I couldn't even see it! Now I always have my bus and train map as well as my London A-Z in my bag!!!

jerden said...

I get lost all the time! Don't have a GPS, don't want a GPS, I just use my routebook. But not all the roads are on there. Or better: they're on there, but in reality they're not. Last time I got lost was 3 days ago; the road that was in my routebook just ended all of a sudden, there was a big sign: "turn around"! So I did and got lost ...
Would love to win a place in this workshop! Email is jerden.emioz at gmail dot com

Ingrid said...

for many years i struggled with feeling lost, alone, and unsure. art journaling, as well as positive thinking and gentleness, have lead me back to the right path.

thanks so much for this opportunity!

Lorinda @ Everyday Endeavours said...

Hope the move went well! Such a huge undertaking! I feel like I've been lost since I was 16. Remember when you knew EVERYTHING!? I would just love to know something for absolute sure again! Happy unpacking!

Gale, pursuing as much as I can as fast as I can! said...

I am currently lost in the world of quilting - attending workshops at Empty Spools in beautiful Pacific Grove, California. All the way across the country for this Florida woman!! I would love a chance to get doubly lost doing your class as well!

gwrigley@comcast.net

Marie aka Grams said...

(I don't know what has happened to my comments. I keep leaving them, and then can't find them on the list.) Trying again. I turned 65 last week, I'm a retired educator, and right now I feel lost because I don't have meaningful work. It feels purposeless. I'm trying to make up for it by taking online art classes, but it doesn't quite fill the gap...yet. Maybe your class will. hope hope.

Andria said...

Oh my gosh, when DON'T I get lost, physically AND metaphorically?! I make a wrong turn at LEAST once every time I drive somewhere new. And I've been lost, oh, let's see, in the middle of Madrid, Spain in the late evening...after divorce...after having children (you know!)...the list goes on! But finding my way is what life is ALL about! :-)

LuckyDog said...

I'd love to win this!
Thank you!

Rendell said...

I love when I find myself somewhere and I can say, "I've been lost here before." So does that mean I know where I am? fdell@aol.com

Sadee Schilling said...

I love how you call yourself "ever adrift." You are always so creative and clever--makes me think of that quote, "All who wander are not lost."

Moving to Germany right after I became a new mama was definitely disorienting...I had to re-define my sense of "self" in so many different ways! And now, a year later, I'm adjusting but still don't really know how to deal with the displacement. "Where is 'home'"--that's my BIG question. Making home in one place, while a part of your heart is in another...an ocean away. Hmmm. This workshop sounds like it could be a big help in working toward an answer to this question! Thanks for the chance to win!!!

Sadee
sarahdschilling@gmail.com

tink-ink said...

My husband and I joke (NOW) about the time I went drinking w a friend and then called him because to find my way home I had followed the car in front of me "because I figured they knew where to go". When my husband asked where I was, I couldn't even explain it to him as I was in a neighborhood about an hour from where we lived.
It's a really awful incident, that I'm totally ashamed of, but the reasoning in my mind was legit at the time. (note: I have not driven anywhere after drinking since that time many years ago)