Had a blast this morning with 9 fun ladies teaching a class at Sweet Sentiments in Belleville. A couple of ladies from Frog’s Whiskers Ink in Campbellford, at least one lady from Kingston and another from Picton stopped by for some fun while we put together the layout for Living the Dream. Everyone was in the mood to try something new. Some of the ladies were dyed in the wool card makers, and adapted the layout to cards. I just love scrapbooking classes to see how everyone ramps it up one notch and improves on the original. Great inspiration ladies!! Thanks for the fun Saturday morning!
I saw this online today. Not feeling so hot, upset tummy and headache, worried about a friend – this cheered me. I mean – even Mary Freaking Poppins dancing to Footloose …
Just trying the geotagging thing on the phone app for wordpress.
It was from this day forward that I realized I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you four. What a day! Dressed you all alike to be able to spot you in a crowd quickly. We had a trip to Marineland, then a picnic in the park afterwards. Dad had asked me as a friend to help him out, he didn’t think he could handle 3 little girls in the crowds on his own. When Karol suggested he ask me to help, he told her there was no way a single girl would want to give up a day of holidays to take you girls midweek. Ha ha, was he ever wrong! We had a great day, a great trip there and a great trip back.
I loved to make things for the kids when they were little. I made Raggedy Anne and Andy dolls for all five of them. I made clothing for all five again, knitted or sewed on my machine, and I tried to make them unique in some way. They seemed to get a lot of pleasure from the sweaters, outfits and dresses, dolls and toys I made, but they especially seemed to enjoy the character mittens that I loved to knit for them. I figured as I worked on every clothing article, doll or quilt for them that there was nothing more cozy than wearing or cuddling something that your mother made you with the love that only a mother can have.
Here’s a layout of some photos of a pair of mittens I made for Chris that he especially loved.
Here’s a close up of one of the embellishments I made using Adobe Illustrator and my printer for, and/or my Cricut:
Here is another:
I haven’t lost the urge to make things for them with my own hands. But I’ve diversified into other media. Now I want to scrapbook so many memories for them.
The journalling reads:
“I was a very shy and quiet child. I wasted too much of my life feeling like I don’t measure up in some way, or that I needed to excel. Too much time wasted when I could have just enjoyed whatever I was doing for the sake of doing it. I never learned to really laugh at myself until I was in my in my twenties. Thirty was a crisis point for me. I had always wanted a family, and didn`t have any sign of having one, was single and cried the whole day of my birthday. Forty was great. I figured, `well now they have to start taking me seriously, I`m not a kid anymore`. I had five children by then. Little did I know that the best was yet to come. Fifty was a non-event, wasn`t a huge thrill to achieve. But then I started to realize that in reality, I had achieved a confidence I didn`t think I`d ever achieve. I wouldn`t change a thing.”
Wouldn’t it be great to still have a great body and be incredibly attractive at the same time as you achieve some confidence in life?
Chris bought a Fender Stratocaster a while back with money he’d been saving. They’d looked around for some time until they found this used guitar in Belleville. It is a beauty, good condition, reasonably priced for the value.
Chris enjoys music, especially rock classics such as Led Zeppelin, Rush, Radiohead, and Pink Floyd. He is doing exceptionally well teaching himself to play some of the classics he loves. He is shy though, and will not play in front of others. Figures his parents are just being biased parents when they tell him he is doing very well with it. I wish he’ d try singing too, I think he’d have an awesome singing voice.
He doesn’t even want to tell people he has the guitar, he is not materialistic and would hate for others to think he’s being spoiled by parents with expensive equipment. I like that about him, but I wish he didn’t worry about that. He saved for it for a long time and didn’t look for a handout. He never does. He works hard learning his guitar too. I like the kid. I would, even if he wasn’t mine.