Wreck This Journal Playing with my Food

Wreck This Journal Playing with my Food 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 didnt do the page that most scared me, but I know that I have to build up to it. So, Im announcing it here first (hold me accountable, people): By this time next week, I will have taken my book out on a walk. (Shiver). 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 didnt 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). Aint it neat how the rips curled up like that? The next page told me to staple/glue em onto it, but Im 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 recipes here I love shaking the potatos up in the bag dancing when I do it. Dont 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 wasnt good enough. Oh, no it wasnt. I had to fingerpaint them together so they could be friends. Now, when I look at the picture, Im a bit nauseous. Luke is convinced the book is gonna start to smell grow mold. But, what can you do? Its all for the greater good of Messes.