This weekend was quite.
It was nice.
Saturday, I became someone else. I never understood how people can scrapbook. I never got how a person could cut our paper and glue/tape it in a book for HOURS. Until this weekend.
I was invited to scrap (Its the cool way to say it, didnt you know) from 10-4. My first thought? What am I going to do for 6 hours. Well the time flew by. We didnt cut paper for 6 hours. We talked. We ate. We talked some more. It was nice.
And I completed my pregnancy book.
It took 2 years, but I finished it, finally.
Also, the baby books are just about done, up to date that is. I have ordered the remaining prints I need and should finish them both in the next couple of weeks. A girl can hope.
Then I can start a scrapbook for their first year and whatever else I decide to come up with.
On another note, it snowed.
Is this gonna be another repeat of the 12 inches we got last year? Probably not, but again, a girl can hope.