Home Depot

Naturally four women on the way to Florida couldn't get all their luggage in the car, especially since we were taking a husband's computer, etc. and a dog in a cage. We fastened a luggage box on top of the car for the extra baggage. About half way through Ohio, we were hearing strange noises coming from the roof. The wind was strong. We finally realized the box was not secure. We stopped at a filling station and bought duct tape. Remember, we are women. Sounded like a good idea. We strapped that baby down well...used the whole roll of tape, and went on our way. I'd say we got about 120 miles and there it was again, noise from up there!
But it wasn't too bad and we continued on our merry, gabbing way. Soon people started passing us and pointing frantically to our rooftop . Okay we can take a hint, especially after seeing about 20 fingers or so. We looked for a Home Depot. That is where we could get anything we needed to strap this baby down. When we got there, we discovered about 3 inches of duct tape still clinging (but barely) to the luggage rack. Evidently, all the rest was left behind on the highway and perhaps vehicles somewhere.

We went inside like troopers, found the strap we needed and even thought to borrow a ladder so that we could fix the problem. Soon it was apparent that we were not doing so well and when an alert clerk finished with his customer, he came out to rescue us. He climbed up on that ladder and had us all fixed up and ready to go in no time.

Of course since everything is a scrapbooking opportunity for me, I photographed the whole thing. (Also gets me out of working.) Walt cooperated and here is the layout I've done of him and the girls. I hope Home Depot gives him a raise. He sure served us well.

Fruits of the Spirit

What a nice birthday this has been.

Decided to write myself a note after Sunday morning class yesterday. I've been caught twice by Ron wanting me to tell what the fruits of the spirit are. I think I know them, but when he asks in public, I go blank. I'm going to pray about it and practice, practice, practice!

INTENSE

I am sitting here with tears running down my face. Did something terrible happen? Did I see an animal get hurt? Did someone hurt my feelings? NO NO NO. I just found someone who could be my sister...not really. Don't jump to conclusions. But I was reading Ro's blog: Life Muses by Ro today. Can't even give you a link to it, because it is fed to me by Feed Blitz. Shoot I don't know how that works. She wants comments, but I'm frustrated to death because it doesn't give me a way to do that. I contacted her helper at Scrapgirls yesterday, but evidently not all of us are picking it up without the comment box. I've gotten it in the past, but the last couple of days it has been GONE.

My point is. The subject of the blog was INTENSE. Some of you may not think of me that way, but I am. I didn't realize how much until my son John was here last week. He said in these exact words, "Mom, you are just so INTENSE." Yes. I guess I am. It is just like Ro said in her blog:
"I am intense. I work hard, think hard, worry hard, laugh hard, feel hard, and love hard. I commit fully to work I believe in and to the faith in which I believe."

And as I think, she says, "Some people think that intensity is a negative quality to own, particularly if you are a woman, as women are often expected to be cushy, milk and lovey-dovey. (relaxed) My keen interest in business, politics, technology, and my strong opinions of what should be done catches people off-guard. I believe my intensity is a gift from God because without it, I would not have accomplished what I have. My drive to succeed and to make it possible for others to succeed requires intense commitment - both to myself and to the people who trust me. I, in turn, must then have an intense loyalty and trust in God to make it all work. "

Of course, I can't claim to have accomplish anything like she has, but I couldn't be more intense.

All I can say is, I like this woman.

She has a layout with her blog. Maybe I'll come up with one soon.

It is now 5:17. There is now a layout. I worked it in. Have to go now. Not ready and have to pick up the neighbors in 13 minutes.

Tooth Fairy

I've slowed down a bit. Have been using Photoshop Elements 6 for my scrapbooking. However, I now have Photoshop CS4 and am trying to learn how to write text on a curve. Haven't mastered it yet. Wish it were the only thing I had to do for a day. But alas, there in also a house to care for, clothes to wash, a zillion e-mails to answer, weeks to pull, a cat to feed, Curves, a socialable husband to entertain...... Anyway. I notice I haven't posted since Tuesday. Am posting this layout of Aussie. Look at his big smile. He is expecting a visit from the tooth fairy.

When I've learned to type on a curve, I'll repost the picture. Wish me luck.

Flying Dog

John and Beth had Rado here last week from arid Colorado. I think he will be begging to come back to Gramma's house, because he LOVED the lake. We took him down to the neighbors yard. Our broken down 'seawall' was too high for him to get back out of the water. He jumped in over and over and we were able to get some good pictures of him. I couldn't resist using my Photoshop skills to put wings on him.

Family Ties

I just realized I hadn't posted this layout of our 'kid's' Chelle and Mark in March.
Of course the triplets were there as well.

Summer Fun

Always have plenty of pictures of the triplets thanks to Chelle's blog. Makes me happy to keep up with how they look and what they are doing. I don't get to see any of my grandchildren nearly enough. The other four are adults now, all of college age. Sad, isn't it? They grow up too fast.

School is out for the summer for these guys. So they will be doing some fun things. Actually, they do all year in home school. There is much more opportunity for field trips, crafts, etc.

Sometimes I like get photos of me doing whatever the triplets are doing. I will have to draw the line at bicycling. Or will I?