

I've applied this to other subjects and it is great, while it is like journaling shorthand it is more than I have been journaling for a long time and that is a good thing. I was a huge journaler, writing and writing but then life catches up and I couldn't keep up the written record and the visual one so I resorted to post-it note sized bits of journaling in 10 words or less which left me feeling like a bit of a cheat. This is more satisfying, plus it will get me back into the habit of journaling.


The majority of us lead quiet, unheralded lives as we pass through this world. There will most likely be no ticker-tape parades for us, no monuments created in our honor. But that does not lessen our possible impact, for there are scores of people waiting for someone just like us to come along; people who will appreciate our compassion, our unique talents. Someone who will live a happier life merely because we took the time to share what we had to give. Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have a potential to turn a life around. It's overwhelming to consider the continuous opportunities there are to make our love felt.And here is the art, I experimented with new things and dragged out some old, like my chalks, funnily enough the chalk is what I was happiest with, what didn't thrill me was the mess the alcohol inks and the stupid applicator made, that will come with practice and a little knowledge, but who wants to find out what to do, I just wanted it on the paper so that is where it went
I also broke the drought and did a page. My pack from Buzz and Bloom hasn't arrived yet but I found I had some of their chipboard so I did a practice.
and finally... Riley did a wee in the toilet!!! He went to bed in undies, I just know i will be changing the sheets unless I sneak in and put a nappy on him but I don't want him to feel like I have betrayed him. It has been a long process, he wants to stay the baby, this was the very first time he used the toilet, the last week he has gone pant less and peed on the lawn..
Edited 38 minutes later to say: the cleanup did nothing for my creativity I'm afraid, I've spent the last 10 minutes staring at the wall. I haven't done a page for 10 days, I so want to create something, I though by creating order I would be inspired, while it was nice rediscovering things I had 'forgotten' I am still uninspired.





Mike's mum had been with us for a month. It was just the best holiday, it gave them plenty of quality time with grandma, lots of stories and bed time cuddles plus we did loads of outings and Christmas was fantastic. I was spoilt by having her do the laundry and ironing, will have to reaquaint myself with the washing machine this afternoon.
This is my day to day musing on life, scrapbooking, keeping up with friends and my life with 2 kids, one with autism, a husband and 2 cats.. I'm a Mum, a Scrapcooker, I'm Modest, Shy and Retiring.. but most of all I'm just me!