Today is my father's birthday, he is 79 years old and still works full-time. He's been on vacation this week and is bored out of his mind, ready to go back to work! This whole being bored thing is something I don't get, 'cause I always have plenty of stuff to do, but that's a story for another day. I may have mentioned that my parents are hard to buy gifts for, as they don't have any hobbies or interests (other than TV--westerns and soap operas: gah!), so I decided to give them a scrapbook and make pages for it when it's gift-giving time.
These pages are the first two I've made for the book, which is a simple post-bound book I picked up somewhere, probably on sale since I hate paying full price for anything. (That's the Scot in me, I guess: my father's family is almost all Scottish descent, in America for almost 400 years!) I put a couple of tags so he could put the dates and/or the names of the people in the pictures.
I love my daddy. He's had a hard life but always did the best he could for his family. He never had a good role model to be a father but he turned out to be a pretty good one. As I've grown up and raised my own children, I've come to understand how hard parenting is and learned to forgive a lot of things my parents weren't so good at early on.
Blessed be.
Well, I'm already falling down on my pledge to myself to post at least weekly on this blog. The truth is, not much happens in my life: I am a currently-unemployed, single, boring middle-aged woman and my kids are not cute toddlers who get into charming, amazing adventures daily--so that's my sad sob-story. blubber blubber HAH!
So, I thought I'd start posting some pictures I've been taking, sort of inspired by the project 365 thing that's going around the scrapbooking world. And without further ado..........pictures!
First-up is a very blurry picture of the tight red jeans my beloved son (aka sk8monkey) got awhile back. We later went and got another pair---purple!--because we got a coupon when we bought the red ones. And you know how it is with coupons: somehow you feel obligated to use 'em if ya got 'em! Ooooh, look at my long shadow!
Second, is a picture I took behind my craft building (seen behind sk8monkey in the first picture) when we had a very foggy morning. It looks like the woods go on forever back there. I love living out in the country.
The third picture is of my cat boy Shadow. Have I mentioned that I am the only female in my household? Yep, kids, dog and cat are all male. Oh, the hormones! In this picture, I messed around in the editing and made it black and white, although it's still blurry. I wonder what it is about cats loving empty boxes?
Looking at the preview, the pictures are not side by side like I wanted, but it's still a learning curve on this whole blogging thing. Well, off to finish up some Cards for Soldiers from the cricut board--I'm doing kids cards this time (most of them anyway) and I'll post a few up here when I get a moment.
Blessed be.
I just love forsythia--or as Mamma calls it, yellow bells. This is a shot I took last week of my young but growing bush. Being in the northern part of my county, our plants are often behind other areas in blooming, so I still have flowers when many others have leafed out.
I'm trying to take my camera out and get more photos. I don't have many pictures at all of my childhood or even my own children. We've never taken many pictures, either because we didn't have a camera at the time, or laziness when we did.
I spent a couple of hours looking through my old magnetic albums the other day. I know, it seems archaic now but they were the thing way back when! I took out all my pics and bits of memorabilia and put it away in one of those big zipper bags until I get around to making new scrapbooks.
One thing I regret is not putting more info about the subjects of the pictures. I guess I never thought I'd forget who all those important people were. I have one picture, for example, where I wrote the guy's name down, but I can't remember the circumstances surrounding him or the picture! I could blame it on getting old, I guess.
