Ahhhhhhhh............
Laundry sloshes in the washing machine, overripe bananas wait to be made into bread, the bread bowl awaits the new sourdough starter I plan to make, and a kosher turkey breast will be put in the oven before the day is over.
Now THAT is what I'm talkin' about.
I had this great idea two days ago. I'm going to start a scrapbook. A personal history kind of book. I was going to start in the present and go forward, but changed my mind. I want to draw from all kinds of places to bring pictures, and stories and whatever strikes my fancy to add to the pages. I cannot afford to do the kind of scrapbooking that is popular now. The supplies are just a bit over my head. But I have photos, I have stories, I have magazine pictures, cards, notes, and other things I plan to add.
First I need to get the book. I have suggestions from a friend who is into scrapbooking. So I plan a foray to the store tomorrow maybe to procure my foundation.
I'll tell you where the idea started.
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I was looking at this picture and realized the iconic quality of some images that capture a moment in our lives. Especially after taking a good look at my peeps bulletin board the other day and noting how it made me feel to look at it.... and then I added one more aspect. ... if I put down words to go with the pictures. Well, that would be a pretty cool thing to look at on a rainy day when I'm 90 years old what what? And maybe some of my grandchildren might like to look at it too.
(Oh how typical of her to load up some simple project with epic emotional expectations.... Will these risky psychological ventures never end?)
Good thing ( ) is not in charge eh?
Okay, off I go. Banana bread. Guess what? I'm going to put apple butter in the batter.... Don't tell!
They just called me to work anytime in the next 5 days. I told them no thank you, I have a lot of things going on. . . Of course I didn't mention the vast importance of keeping an eye on your new sourdough starter. . .
Thanks for keeping my place in line by the way...