Sunday, April 21, 2013

Gearing up for LOAD 513

Although I have been focusing on card making and my art journals lately, my first paper craft love is with my scrapbooks. I have been keeping them "religiously" since my oldest son was born almost 12 years ago, but in reality I have been scrapping my whole life.  

So needless to say, I am super excited to be joining Lain Ehmann and hundreds of other scrapbookers for LOAD 513.  As the site explains, LOAD is "31 days of brand-new video prompts and lessons, guaranteed to bust you out of any scrapbooking rut, bring a smile to your face, and make your hair shine." (There are only a few spots left for LOAD 513, so sign up here today if you are interested in playing along).

Now as a newcomer to the LOAD phenomena, I am not really sure what to expect, but when you sign up you have access to a Flickr group specifically set up for LOAD 513 and the discussion topics and the people in the group have been super gracious with their advice and their suggestions of how to make the most of the experience. 

Old scrapbooks tucked away in the attic
I have to admit, I am a bit anal about my scrapbooking. My books are a chronological representation of our lives. And although I hope to complete some pages in my current book during LOAD 513, I'm not sure there is a lot to investigate about my son's fall soccer season or the traditional holiday festivities, which are next in line for scrapping.  And I want to make sure that I take full advantage of the creative daily prompts that will come as part of the LOAD process. So I have been gathering a smattering of photos....old favorite shots of my boys, my baby photos, and even some old scrapbooks that I through together before this was even really a hobby. Look at this box of old scrapbooks that I found in my attic today. I am calling it my Pandora's box (I'm not quite sure what to do with it, and I am almost wishing I hadn't gone looking for it in the first place).

My early scrapbooks were a combination of really bad photos and magazine sayings that I seemed appropriate at the time). Here is a sample of a page featuring me and my best friend from college. Check out the sunburn I was sporting in the middle photo, what was I thinking? 

This page isn't as yellowed and worn as some of the others, but it does beg the question, what do I do with all of these older books? Are photos of people that I don't keep in touch with (and some that I don't even remember) worth saving? Do I spend the time to pull the photos out and scrap them correctly or is it okay to throw them away if they don't have any meaning to me anymore? I'd love to hear what you do with your old photos. 

Friday, April 19, 2013

What a Difference 3 Years Makes

Just a quick post to pop on and say hi. I don't normally post personal things on the blog, but since I actually have people who are following it, I felt obligated to explain my absence. 

It's been an unbelievable week. The kids are home from school and my husband Michael took a few days off this week to spend time with all of us....thank goodness. 

The bombing at the Boston Marathon on Monday left us all a little shaken. Three years ago Michael ran the Boston Marathon as part of the Dana Farber Team. He finished his race in just over 4 hours. He wanted to finish it in under 4. He turned 50 this year...and I know that a piece of him would have loved to run it one more time...just to see if he could. Which got us all to wondering this week, what if...
  • he hadn't gotten diagnosed with lymphoma in 2011.
  • he didn't have to go through chemo this year.
  • he had decided to run just one more time.
  • he broke the 4 hour mark.
  • the boys and I were at the finish line cheering him on.
There are many things that I am grateful about on a daily basis. But I never actually thought I'd hear myself say that I am grateful about his cancer diagnosis. For this one moment though, I can honestly say, it might have just saved his life.

I am hopeful that soon my mojo will return and I'll be back in the crafting mode. Until then, my heart hurts for those affected by this great tragedy and hope that the healing can begin for all of us soon.