Monday, January 25, 2010
This is a lay out that I did to play along with DIRTY SCRAPS. The Dirty girls were up for this challenge, but the RAW girls could play along too so I did. The next challenge I am assigned to and I already have the layout started. This blog amazes me and Im so lucky to work with such talented scrappers that don't mind getting out there and showing the world the good the bad and the ugly! I am amazed at how I could sit here and really dig deep and get journaling done on a time in my life when I was just not happy and knew that I needed to make a change.
The journaling reads:
Is this really me? Was I really that big? I never felt that big. But I see the pictures, I see the fat face, I see the fat body. Maybe this is why I was depressed? Maybe this is why I was unhappy? Maybe this is why I had to be put on depression medication? I had to do something about this, I had to do something for myself. I wanted to be happy again. I wanted to have energy again. I wanted to be there for my kids. Health and happiness is what I wanted. So I decided that I was going to take the plunge and have gastric bypass. I knew that I had to do something drastic, because diets just didn't work for me. Now 7 years later I'm still healthy and feel great. Look at me now. It was the best decision that I ever made.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
WOW, so I am officially a DT member for Sassy little sketches! This is an awesome sight that Katie and Cherie have put together for lots of sketches every month and cards too. I can not wait to create and be a part of this amazing team. Check it out, click on the blinky and go have some fun with their sketches! These girls ROCK!
Saturday, January 16, 2010
I am so excited to become a part of this team and love what Pinky has in store for us so far. This is going to get me to dig real deep and get back to the reason that I love to scrap. Come play along, it's fun and inspirational and I will have to say that it will be very therapeutic for me.
Monday, January 11, 2010
I did this page for the Dirty Scraps Challenge.
This is all about what one of my PEEVES is and what a Positive spin would be on the Peeve.
My journaling reads:
My 18 year old daugther thinking that she knows more then me. It doesn't matter how many times I give her my opinion about something, she is going to do the opposite. I know this from a recent expierence. She has gotten a couple of tattoos which I am totally not against, one on her back and one on the back of her neck. When she informed me that she wanted one on her wrist I tried to discourage this. Oh child of mine, you will regret that one day. You want to go to college and be a teacher one day, why would you want to put some stupid stars on your wrist that have no signifigance what so ever? What is the purpose of that? Not to mention that she is not going back to the same place that she got the first two tattoos, she is going to some random stranger to save a few extra bucks. Some girls that she works with went to this guy who works out of his house, and she was impressed with his work. I told her that she should really go back to the place that she has gone to before because she knows they will do a good job, but she wouldn't listen to me. So off she went.
Well guess what? She came home in tears. This guy did not do a good job on the stars on her wrist and messed one of them up. She was so upset. But being a mom I had to try and console her and not rub it in her face that "I TOLD YOU SO"
I know I have raised a good daughter. I know that she does well in school, stays out of trouble for the most part, and will be one of the first in our family to attend college. So I am proud of her. I know how I was at this age and even when I was 16 and 17, I was a nightmare for my parents for alot of things that I pulled as a teenager. So for Mariah to not listen to some of the things that I try to give her advise about, especially this whole tattoo thing being one of the worst things that she can do to disappoint me, I really must be thankful for that. I also know that as she gets older one day she will consider taking my advise for once. I remember as I got older I finally started hearing what my mother had to say. One day she will grow up. This is a fact, because I did.