My Therapy

I love my life so I really have no need for therapy. Well that probably depends on who you ask! Ok, so I may be a bit odd, but hey, I'm an original! So anyway, I was feeling bloggers guilt (a friend clued me in on the fact that there is such a thing ~ who knew? Apparently it is contagious and I am inflicted.)about neglecting my blog and thought I should let y'all know where I've been. Besides the 4-H Banquet:

New Officers:

Part of the shooting sports team and the coaches:

I've been on a scrapping roll. I LOVE scrapbooking and yes, I am addicted. It is a sickness. I have always been drawn to photography so scrapbooking just seemed like a natural extension of that. And it truly is an addiction. I don't have a lot of time to devote to it, but this weekend I indulged myself. The boys went pheasant hunting and I played with paper ~ lots of paper. We won't go into how much.

I don't have a dedicated space although I do have a closet to stash my supplies. Funny thing though ~ scrapbooking supplies have a tendancy to multiply and they have a mind of their own. My addiction has outgrown the closet and tape runner and embellishments have run amuck. I like to scrap in the living room in the evening and although I watch very little television, I enjoy watching a good movie with my family when I am scrapping. Alas, this makes for a messy living room. Scrapping is not for the immaculate-minded soul. However, it is good for my soul.

I love recording our daily lives. I don't know whether anyone else will ever be interested in it, but I do know that I would give anything to have scrapbooks from my grandparents and parents. Scrapbooks that give me an insight into their souls and help me to understand who they were and are. I think people's lives are fascinating and everyone has a story to tell. I am presently working on DD's 10 year album (yes, she is 14). I get such a sense of accomplishment when I slip the page protector onto a completed page! My pages are not very artistic. I tend to keep them simple. For me, that keeps the focus on the pictures and story. I love patterned paper, but struggle with actually incorporating it on my pages. Here are a few recent pages:

And in answer to the obvious scrappers question: No, I am not caught up, but my joy lies in the creating and the journey. It simply makes me happy and it's what I do for me. Maybe I never grew up and subconsciously I am still a kindergartener at heart. There is something very comforting about playing with paper and adhesive and pictures and recording our stories. It is my therapy.