February 11 - The Aftermath

Now that the weekend on-line crop is over, I'm left with a mess....paper and tools out, drawers open, table spread with the remnants of layouts in progress...a true scrapping mess. Maybe tomorrow I'll get around to cleaning it up. Tonight I'm just too tired. The mess wasn't in vain though - I got a lot done on the weekend. I'll organize as I clean up - need to get ready for the 10 am - midnight crop at SAL on Saturday!!!!

February 10 - Flowers from Charlie

I spent some time with Sara and her kids today...stayed there with Eloise while she took Charlie and Max shopping. When they came home, Charlie had a bouquet of beautiful yellow and white flowers for me. Sara said she insisted on getting them for me and spent ten minutes looking at all the bouquets before finding just the right one for me. She's a sweetheart.

I had a lot of fun over there today playing soccer and I spy and listening to Charlie and Max's silly knock, knock jokes. Three and four year olds just don't 'get' knock, knock jokes, but love making their own up.

It was a nice break from the weekend on-line crop, which finishes at midnight tonight. I had a very productive weekend - finished four 12x12 layouts and 10 cards.

February 9, Layouts

This is another challenge from this weekend's POTP online crop. The challenge was to scrap an oldie goldie picture but focus on telling the story.

This picture of Mum holding me, with Wendy standing at her side, taken in January 1949, is the only one I've seen of Mum wearing her fur coat. She bought the muskrat coat during the war when she was single and working in Halifax. Later, Wendy and I used to love dressing up in it. It was so soft on the outside and silky on the inside - and heavy. I'm not sure what happened to it - I don't remember seeing it sine my teenage years. It became politically incorrect to wear fur coats so I think Mum just stored it away or sold it.

February 8 - Baby Layout

This is a layout I did for a POTP crop challenge tonight. It was a challenge to use white space. I have to admit, it's not my favorite style. I don't like all that empty space. Nice to try something new though. The second photo looks strange because it has a transparency over it which distorts it.

The baby, of course, is Eloise, who was born in November 2007.

February 7 - Aidan

This is #13 grandchild - Aidan Woolf - a real cutie. He's recently learned to sit up by himself, has two teeth and is working on getting more, and responds when I call him Goober.

February 6 - A Golden Oldie

OK. Tomorrow I'll take a picture for sure -no more cheating. In the meantime, here's another oldie goldie. That's me on the right with my sister, Wendy, on the left. Our birthdays are 8 days apart - Wendy is not quite one year older than me. We used to have birthday parties a few days after my birthday, a few days before Wendys. This is taken at one of those parties - I'm 3 and Wendy's 4. Picton, Ontario. 1951.

February 5 - Banjo Babe

Here's one just for fun. This is me in 1968 or 69. I was working at the University of Alberta and did some moonlighting typing PhD theses for some students. I took the pay for one of these theses and bought myself a banjo, took two lessons, and then sold it. Too bad - I would have liked to be able to play it but just didn't have the discipline to practice and learn. It was good for a photo op though.

Look at that blouse - long sleeves and buttoned high on the neck. Oh to be that slim again. Sigh.