A Selfie {From Ancient Times Before There Was a Name For Selfies}

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Back when I bought my first digital camera, I took a few pictures of myself to try it out. Can I tell you how embarrassed I was at the idea of anyone finding out what I'd done? Nowadays you see people whipping out their selfie sticks (I'll admit, we have two in our house!) to get the perfect shot, but back when I was in college there was no such thing as a "selfie." {rather, there was no name for it and people didn't do it in public}

I loved looping this black twine around my fingers and then pulling them here and there so the circles weren't all even. The circular shapes are repeated throughout the layout in the flourishes, the die-cut border pieces (you can see a little piece of it sticking out above, as well as the scalloped bit at the bottom). They are all in black, which makes for a sense of cohesion. 

To get this look, I used lots of sparkles and bling, as well as metallic finishes, along with a high-level of contrast. 

I added some puff paint and glitter to this paper flower to add some additional interest {and sparkle, naturally}.

I up-cycled these little branch thingies from my wonderful Tote of Reusable Christmas Gift Decorations. My Aunt Barb is capital-F Famous for her superb Christmas gift wrapping skills. She always goes above and beyond to make you feel special. This was one of the little decorations on one of my gifts several years ago, and I loved being able to use it here.

I thought it was kind of fabulous. I love reusing items like this in my scrapbooks...not only do you get a {usually free!} unique embellishment, you get the extra memory, too!

I was kind of obsessed with leaving my sewing threads long. I never cut them. Then yesterday I was getting so frustrated with a journal spot that I'd sewn and I couldn't figure out the problem until I cut the strings. It was a small liberation! I was free from the strings. I tell ya, I felt like I was cutting some rope that was tying me down or something. A year of therapy in one snip of the scissors. Everything was all right with the world {well, at least with that layout journal spot}.

{now these strings are driving me nuts}

I've lamented my terrible journaling before...hey, I'm trying here!

One of my favorite little pockets of embellishments. I just love these typewriter stickers. 

These polka dot puff stickers are pretty fabulous, too. {pretty much anything made in polka dots gets my vote for fabulousness}

Thanks for looking!

365 Days Later: Coming Home With Baby

Monday, September 19, 2016

Dear Zae,

You turned a year old and I can't believe it! Time has flown by in a haze of happiness. I can't believe it was over a year ago we were taking birthing classes and counting down the days of summer like they would never {yes, never, when you're talking about hauling around a bowling ball that sits on your bladder and sprouts feet for the express purpose of kicking your ribs} end.

Now I have to pause and take a breath as they fly past so fast I feel like I'm frantically trying to run around and catch them in my little butterfly net, even as another one flies by. I am still in disbelief that it was a whole year ago that, after patiently waiting for 11 days post-due-date, you were finally born into our world and lit up our lives after so much loss and heartache.

Waiting for you as others around us grew their own families...it's hard to explain those feelings unless you've been there. What was wrong with me? I knew I could be an awesome mom...I knew I could love a child the way all children should be loved. At times I questioned God's plan. How could there be mothers out there who throw their babies into trash bins, and I was childless? I'd shed so many tears waiting for you. On the day you made me a mama, my tears were of happiness.

The day we brought you home was an absolutely stunning September evening. The air was the perfect mix of warmth and golden sunshine. The trees were just starting to hint at the changing season. The birds were singing. Butterflies wafted on the wind...seventeen rainbows flashed across the sky. {that might possibly, maybe, just be how I remember it...} We couldn't have had a more beautiful day.

And apparently, you hated it.

My Buddy: My Creative Sketches August Challenge Scrapbook Layout

Monday, September 12, 2016

This layout was created for the August sketch challenge at My Creative Sketches. Here's the sketch:

I was inspired by this sketch because I have a hard time with titling and journaling my pages. I focus too much on pretty flowers and miss the most important aspects of scrapbooking: telling a story, recording memories, capturing the feeling of the moment behind the images. And since I'm still mourning the loss of "My Buddy" Woolly, I wanted to do something special for him.

Because I'm Happy {Clap Along If You Feel Like Happiness Is the Truth}

Sunday, September 11, 2016

My little man got the biggest kick out of the pinwheel from Gramma Lisa. He was just laughing out loud with pure glee. Don't you wish you could put on baby-tinted glasses sometimes, and see the world as a kid again? Childhood is such a magical time. I am so thankful to my parents for providing me with such great memories. I hope I can do as well for this little punkin of mine.

Perfectly Imperfect

Monday, September 5, 2016

Today I wanted to share a scrapbook layout with a baby theme. I haven't done much with the baby theme. I tend to shy away from themed items because I tend to buy them before I really need them. But when I was pregnant, I knew I was going to do an all-out baby page.

And I really wanted to do something cheerful, since I've been pretty down since my Woolly love passed away a week ago, so working with these colors helped a little {a teeny tiny little little...I miss him so much}.

Happy September! Time For an Autumn Layout

Thursday, September 1, 2016

Happy September!!! I can't believe we are heading toward autumn, and Zae's first birthday in less than three weeks! In honor of my favorite season, I wanted to share this autumn themed layout to get you into the fall mood!

Before Zae came along, I had to content myself with scrapping pictures of my own childhood.{mainly because while I love taking pictures, I have a super hard time being in front of the camera} My dad was an avid photographer, back in the good old days of film, so at least he left me plenty to work with.

Fall was my dad's favorite time of year, and it's my favorite time of the year, too. I love the smell of the fallen leaves, the warm afternoons, the crispy cool evenings, and fresh apple cider {my hometown is the Apple Capital of Minnesota, so spring is pretty awesome around here, too, when all the orchards are in full bloom!}. September is also Zae's birthday {he is going to be a year old and I am freaking out about that a little -- I didn't know your heart can burst with happiness but also be squeezed by disbelief and a little sadness}.

A Day With Zae: 10 Months

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

I am so behind this month. I've had a few health issues, doctor's appointments, physical therapy, a family reunion two states away--that I insisted on going to for my mom's sake even though I felt like death--and I ended up sleeping almost all of that trip in my mom's cousin's guest room...but at least my mom got to party it up with her cousins {which means staying up until 9:30 playing board games}.

I also had carpal tunnel surgery, which is slowly healing. But worse than any of that was the death of my beloved Woolly. It's hard to make it through the day without breaking down into blubbering mess. And I take no shame in that. I loved that cat. He loved me, and we had something special that only a cat person can understand. But...this post is about Zae...

Sweet Woolly: RIP My Fluffy Friend

Sunday, August 28, 2016

A couple posts ago, I thought my next post would be about the county fair this year. I was spouting excuses left and right for falling off the face of the earth, and I've had even more to add to that list now, with a family reunion two states away, a funeral, and a week where I had a doctor's appointment or physical therapy every day.  Not to mention all those other reasons I previously mentioned.

Then I received a custom order for a special wedding album kit through my Etsy shop, so of course that took top priority. It was also a good distraction, because I lost my best fur friend this week. My best friend, fur or not {no one else showed up every single time I needed a metaphorical shoulder to cry on}.

The cat of changing names, "Cheeto" came into our lives back in 2003. My sister is absolutely infamous for bringing home pets {not for herself, but for other people}. Usually this meant my mom or I found homes for them, but on a visit home from nannying in Maryland, she visited an aunt who had a cat who had just had kittens with the Maine Coon down the road. So she brought home this little orange ball of fluff who instantly became the terror of the house. It wasn't long before "Cheeto" became known as NoNo, short for "Kitty! No! No!"
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