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Kinda Slide - Bobbie 1994This was the layout Bobbie threatened to get rid of last weekend when I brought it home from the ‘crop and shop’.  He refuses to look at his old baby photo’s – so typical for a boy his age I guess.  But he was soooo cute!

This page came together very quickly as well.  I love using buttons and such for little boy pages.   The papers and embellishments really suited the photo and colours.

Journalling reads:

Bobbie – Aged 3 – 1994 (he was actually only two)

We put you into daycare so that you and Aimee would have other kids to play with.

You stayed in daycare all the way thru to preschool, and some of the kids you went there with you still know now – almost 13 years later.

Journaling 2008

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Easter Egg Hunt - 2008This was Cailee’s first Easter Egg Hunt, and we had it at Nanny Jackson’s (my mums) because we wanted to be able to put out the egg’s without fear the dog’s would find them before Cailee. 

Melanie wandered around the garden with her, and so did Nanny, Julie and I – me with camera in hand.  Cailee loved examining the garden beds for the eggs, and the Easter Bunny was crafty he also put the eggs up in the leaves of the plants, and even on the branches of the trees.  Nanny’s vegie patch was alive with Easter Eggs of all different colours.

She ended up with quite a haul of eggs and bunnies and little chocolate chicks.  The older kids remembered egg hunts around Nan and Grandad C’s house in Echuca years ago, and also searching for eggs after the Easter Bunny visited Nanny and Dar’s farm in Dargo many years ago.  This was Cailee’s first experience and I think these photo’s show it was a brilliant success.

Pages were scrapped last weekend at Paper2.

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Bobbie - 1994Tonight I went out to scrap in the real world.  I had actually gone to organise my class for Tuesday but only had one student for the day so I cancelled the class.

I also had to enter the classes for next Term into the calendar, which I did.  I now have eleven classes next term, and because of the subject matter I should have relatively fll classes for the whole term.  Linda also asked me to add two more handbag classes to next term but on Saturdays instead as many can’t make classes during the week.  So I added two classes during August.

Because I couldn’t find my sketch pad tonight before I left I didn’t get to put together any of the samples for next terms classes, which is a pain, but I’ll have a god search for it tomorrow, it’s bound to turn up somewhere.

So instead of wasting the next hour or so that I had, I found Bobbie’s kinda album and decided to scrap another one of his photo’s from there.  This page came together very easily.  It took maybe ten minutes to find the cardstock (prisma), paper (can’t remember), ribbons (making memories) and buttons (unknown). 

I wanted to add journaling but the layout didn’t lend itself to a jounralling block, so I used Vicki’s suggestion and journaled around the edges of the photo.  Have to agree with Vicki, it really did soften the edges of the photo frame/mat.  I love the way the layout turned out, so quick and simple, but effective.

Journaling reads:

Another gorgeous photo taken at kindy.  You were such a terror but anyone looking at you wouldn’t think so because you had such an angelic face.  You haven’t changed much, have you?

 It was only when I scanned the photo I realised it really was crooked on the page, but then again as I keep having to remind my anal self, the pages don’t have to be perfect.  It’s the imperfections that make the pages unique and interesting.

I won’t be showing Bobbie this page, he didn’t like last weeks, and threatened to throw it out, so its a waste of time showing him this one – he’s a typical fifteen year old – doesn’t like to be reminded he was a little boy once.

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Blog Prompt – June 6, 2008: Til we meet again.

Oh boy, what a prompt this one was, it took my breath away.  Things that have happened in the last few days tie in so well with this blog prompt.

I saw him last when I was seventeen, a few months before I joined the army.  He had come down to visit with one of his mates, it had been almost a year since I had seen him, and my heart skipped a beat when he walked into my work that night.  It was like when we had met the first time; I could feel my pulse quicken and my stomach fill with butterflies – but this time there was no chance of romance.  He was purely there for friendship, and I couldn’t pass that chance up either.

Then a couple of years ago I saw his name on the school friends reunited site and couldn’t resist contacting him.  He had never been far from my thoughts throughout the years.  He was the only boy who ever wrote poetry for me, the only boy who ever made me a tape of music – just for me.  And not just music from the radio, but melodies that he had composed himself, piano, trumpet, clarinet – the works.  I still have his poems and photos – we were so young.

And then the other night we talked again.  Over the net, we chatted for a couple of hours about kids, and family and how things had turned out for us both.  He hasn’t changed much, he still makes me laugh.  Our lives have gone on two different paths.

I will always have a special place in my heart for him, and now I think – I know – I still hold a special place in his.


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Blog Prompt – June 5, 2008: Today let’s focus on an experience. Good, bad, indifferent. From the present or from the past.

Oh goodness.  I’m over forty so everything I experience has its good, bad and indifferent sides. *chuckles* 

My first experience of Japanese cuisine?  The good – it tasted great, the bad – wasn’t filling enough, the indifferent – I have to be in the mood to have it, these days.  And the last time I had it, it tasted too fishy.

My first scrapbooking experience? The good – I thoroughly enjoyed learning about what was involved and making my first page.  The bad – too many embellishments and papers and ephemera to choose from. The indifferent – I’m rarely happy with the end results!

My first hospital experience?  The good – I wasn’t in pain after the op.  The bad – I wasn’t told I didn’t have to talk/show the interns the reason for my op – until after they had all crowded around and examined me.  The indifferent – many years and many ops later, I no longer worry about interns learning from me. LOL

I’m actually finding it hard to blog this prompt.  My head is too scattered to focus today for some reason.


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Blog Prompt – June 4, 2008: Your most memorable vacation or relaxation spots.

This is supposed to be about my most memorable vacation spot in the past couple of ears, but due to health restrictions we have been unable to holiday anywhere in the past three years.

The last holiday we went on, was four years ago now, and it was our first as a family of six.  We organised to go to Echuca for a week of total get-away.  The older kids had all been there many years before, when Marks mum and dad owned one of the local motels, but this was the first time Cailee had been with us, and the first time Aimee and Bobbie would take home memories of being there.

Melanie remembered bits and pieces from when she was younger, but the paddlesteamer even brought very vague memories back for Aimee and Bobbie. 

It was a great family holiday which everyone raved about for months after.  We even got to the stage while up there, of considering moving up there permanently, and went looking for rental properties to move into.  The kids said they would miss their friends down her, but the warmer weather and the chance to live up there compensated.

Needless to say, we didn’t move, and fortunate it was too, since less than twelce months later mark was diagnosed with renal failure and numerous trips to hospitals and doctors have followed ever since.  A move to Echuca at that time would have meant a move back down here within the year.  

Still we have good memories of our time away as a family – ones almost all of us remember today. 

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