Organized Confusion and Wonderful Memories

I started this post yesterday.....

And then it suddenly disappeared.

So in my frustration I stepped away from the computer. 

Took a breath and now I'm back! 

Back to share what I have been up to this week. 

Interspersed with exponential equations, laundry, picking up doggie doo, and torturing my husband with passive arm therapy (insert slightly ghoulish snicker).....

I've been organizing.  My scrapbook creations. 

You see I am a person that makes lists like crazy but does nothing in any particular order.

So my scrapbooks are a mass of organized confusion.

And it should come as no surprise that there are photos I have scrapbooked twice.

This led me to the theory that  'willy-nilly ' memory preservation is no longer going to do. 

So I became an organizing fool this week. 

The result was piles of scrapbook pages lying all over my craft room floor. 

This is what I ended up with......

Hmmmm.....yeah.... very scary.

And this is pretty much the way it has stayed.

All these pages waiting for PHASE TWO of operation organization. 

While a daunting task, it was also very fun. 

Fun to look at all those pages (including many I had forgotten about). 

The photos and the words brought more than one smile to my face. 

So much so that I decided to share some of my favorites here on my blog. 

So without further ado......

The photograph in this first one just cracks me up.  The look on my husband's face is priceless.  And I am totally enjoying myself.  Of course, there were one or two adult beverages involved......

And speaking of adult beverages.....Yes! I have a scrapbook page dedicated to a favorite bartender who also happens to be a very good friend.  I've had many a tasty margarita but this gal's are the best, hands down!  When I'm 90 and in an old folks home I fully expect her to sneak one in to me in a sippy cup. 

Next are my kids.  All of them.  The human ones who can't stand to have their pictures taken and the four legged and furry ones who will do anything for a Milkbone.  Hmmmm....Sure wish I could figure out how to make that one work on the human kids!

Me and my favorite companion.  Well, that is, until yesterday when he let me down.  Yes, I don't know how I lived without a laptop (or a cell phone, for that matter!).  It came in handy when we did our cross country trip last year. 

I think this page probably does not need an explanation.  I mean, really, doesn't every parent take a picture of the first time their child is carded.   And then slap that picture in a scrapbook.  I could say it was his first drink, too.  But, yeah, um.....No! 

And yet another fabulous kid moment.  Love this picture!!  Although, if I had to guess I'd say she isn't entirely thrilled with it.  This is once again a situation where my children are not eager to indulge me...not even a little bit.  Even when I beg them.  So I had to catch her off guard.  I believe she had just taken a bite out of a sugar cookie when I snapped this.  It turned out to be my favorite Christmas picture. 

I like this page because it documents one of my favorite places in the world. 

The pictures on this page hold a special place in my heart because for years they were taped on the inside flap of my work clipboard.  Of course, that was before I understood how bad tape was for pictures.  Then, again, I really don't care.  The tape is part of the story of this page as I wrote about how these were my reasons for making it through the shift and making it home, alive and breathing and in one piece.  Reminders of my reasons were always nearby. 

I love this page because I am reminded of what a great night this was and these two very fun girls!!  We were at Angels Stadium in Anaheim.  The Angels were taking on the Sox (I really wish I could type in a Boston accent).  We drove over from Arizona and met up with Lori and Becky there.  It was a great weekend of baseball and wine tasting.  The perfect combination made even more perfect with good friends. 

I guess I should have posted a warning at the beginning. 

I have the "Seinfeld" style of scrapbooking....

Where I scrapbook about everything. 

And nothing at all. 

I like to tell stories. 

And that just flows into my pages. 

I just hope that someday a couple of great great grandchildren might enjoy them too. 

Oh, that's right, I have to have grandchildren first! 

And, with that, I think it's time to sign off.

And get back to organizing.....