My first scrapbook was a Hallmark postbound, proudly received from Santa in 1976. I promptly proceeded to put every important thing in there. It fanned out quickly and still holds coveted real estate on a shelf. I started scrapping “for real” in 1994 and have morphed over the nearly 2 decades to what you see today.
I love it. I truly do.
I work full-time and scrap in the nooks and crannies of my time. Which seems to multiply as the number of children at home divides. I am the proud mom of two young men and am happily married to my college friend, boyfriend and sweetheart now for 26 years.
Every. Day. Matters. It truly does. Thanks for stopping by.