Scrappy Days :)

Nothing can sooth my soul quite like double sided, acid and lignin free tape runners. (Well at least since I gave up fries and chocolate as a comforter.)
Monthly, I get together with my girls for a late night of giggles and glue and together we create some of the coolest family history you can ever have.
That's your own!


I started scrapping when Curt and Jordan were just perfect little cherubs and I have books that document everything from weddings, births and ordinations to Trips and dogs and Pakistanie London :) The thing they all have in common, they make me smile. Every memory, good or bad is part of my journey and I love taking the time to remember.
(Oh and there's several more of these albums)

This group of ladies, plus a few more not in the picture, are some of the most talented women I know when it comes to crafty stuff.
So if you need to let off steam and want to stick it to something, come join us.
Next month we are cropping for a cure and then March is Scrapbook USA.

Boys versus girls.

So after hanging all day, an impromptu sleep over is occuring and I had to giggle at the difference between boys and girls.

Boy- Grabs pajama bottoms but only because mother suggests it, has no intention of moving from bean bag, removing video controls from hand in order to put on said pajama bottoms but smiles anyway 'cos they remind him of his favorite thing, HOT SAUCE.

Girl- Pillow, sleeping bag, pj's and change of clothes for her and all her kids because they cant be home alone, apparently Bob (the leopard) is out on a hot date and cant babysit tonight. Then there's a book, some craft supplies, lego and of course your snow hat because it might be chilly and a microphone?



BUT does she have a toothbrush?
Another couple thousand bucks wasted on braces.......

Sick Sucks!

Why does being sick suck so bad?
You get to lay around in bed, with bad hair. You get to read a whole book on your kindle, without guilt. You learn all kinds of news from the TV, like Oprah has another sister and it might, might not rain, snow, fog. You contemplate why meteorologists have such a cool title and credibility when really you and I could make as accurate predictions by looking out the window. You even get to eat double dark chocolate ice cream with dark chocolate chunks because it's medicinal and you haven't been to the store because your sick and have bad hair and are reading and watching junk TV.

hhmm....maybe being sick doesn't suck.
So why am I such a grouch? Must be another reason.

Suggestions please?

Wordless Wednesday

Just Chillin'

Game Over.

This past couple of weeks has been like a video game, the good kind where you get to do all different levels and try really hard not to loose a life or in our case get hurt. I had the control paddle, every decision being up to me.
"What shall we do today?"
"Whatever you like"
"What ever I like" hmm.....
Level one, new years eve party~
I made a decision after my first couple of sad, lonely new years eve, that I would always open my home to anyone that wanted to come over. Some years have been huge, some small (this one) but I will always do it. So don't ever be home alone New Years, come and make some noise and mess with us.


Level 2~ We toured Temple Square
I love it here, especially at Christmas time but taking people who are not LDS makes it so much more enlightening. I realize what a great job the church has done to explain what we believe and our history. I especially love the model of the sSalt Lake Temple, with open sides, so you can see each room. Oh and the display of "Book of Mormons" in so many languages, that blows my mind.

Level 3~ A lesson in "curling"
I recommend it for a fun date night. It's so hard!!
(1 life lost, Julia hit her head on the ice)



Level 4~ Downtown tour
We just happened to tour the capitol on the day the Governor was sworn in.


Pause game for a moment.

Level 5- skiing(2 lives lost ;-)


Level 6- Snowmobiling (same 2 lives lost)


And finally
GAME OVER~
I'm shattered. With all the shopping, oh you know these folks can shop and then the other chores of daily living as well as about 800 miles in my car.... I'm going to sleep for a season.
Wake me up in spring will you, it's blooming freezing here.