Not Quite Wordless Wednesday: Before and After

These are photos i've wanted to scrapbook pretty much ever since i took them.  But since i didn't know what sort of album they'd go in, i decided to wait. (It's an 8.5x11 Creative Memories album.)
Then, when i got to them a few months back, i couldn't find the Renae Lindgren stickers i've had for years, just for this page.
And a couple nights ago, i was sorting out supplies to pass on and found them.  i think maybe i overdid the page some - those purple snails ought to go - but it's largely how i wanted it.
A good feeling.

Not Quite Wordless Wednesday: Wind and Speed

High wind speeds over the weekend blew some shingles off our roof.  We're working on getting someone to fix it - well, we have someone, but getting it at least covered before the next bad weather may be a problem. Then there's

Wordless Wednesday: Ridin' Horsies

Me and Prancer

Max's Medicaid Card

 There is ONE place in my purse in which Max's Medicaid card belongs. . . .

  Last fall, our healthcare providers adopted a new system. One of the things this meant of course was seeing our insurance cards again.
  But it wasn't there when i tried to hand it over.  i dumped my purse then, and several times subsequently, but no card.
  i looked

Scrapbook Magazines: Moving On, Moving Out

Part of the current stash

  Over the years, i've had several different Creative Memories consultants, as well as learning from non-consultant friends and printed materials, not to mention previous art training.
  i've accumulated a LOT of scrapbook magazines and books over the past 25 years.
  i am trying to be  "recovering" in my hoarding.
  This the

Wordless Wednesday: Two Trips to Cumberland Falls

The earlier trip, right, it looks like i was, quite reasonably, nervous about being perched there.  The later trip, left two photos, i remember thoroughly enjoying myself - and my dad got in trouble with my mom when she came back!

 Hmmm, on looking at this again, i wonder if that WAS Cumberland in the 3rd photo.  The falls are much closer, and the railing is different.  i might think it was Niagara Falls, but i'm pretty sure my trip with MyGuy about 15 years ago was the first i'd been there.

Anyone have any thoughts?  i know my parents were quite the road trippers.

The Park

Wordless Wednesday: Same Wall, Different Years

My sister is in a rocking horse that my grandmother "rode" in when she was that size.  i wish i knew who had made it.