Some people dream in color, I dream in paper.
Yesterday I received word that my http://www.scrappintrends.com/ design team assignment for April will involve Crate Paper, and the paper is in and ready for shipment.
So I started designing pages, cards and projects in my head. I plan to use some of it with my March POD photos for a layout and mini-album. But since I have paper from both the Hampton and the New Garden Collection winging its way to my house, I’m not sure what I am going to use where.
Now I understand this is where Wyo. Sis is surprised and confused by my blog. Why would I be obsessed with paper? But scrappers know whereof I speak.
Before going to bed I watched the news and heard of yet another storm heading our direction.
I went to bed early for me, 10 p.m. but I spent most of the night dreaming I was hip deep in snow, waiting by the mailbox for my paper to arrive.
This morning it was raining, not snowing, a refreshing change. But it is still the kind of day that makes me want to bake chocolate chip cookies and curl up with a good book.
Alas, now that I have sons, it is also the kind of weather that heralds the beginning of soccer season. The coach called on Sunday, A has his first spring practice on Wednesday. Team pictures will be taken Saturday at 8:45 a.m.
Soccer in itself is not that bad. The theory that the family will get together under spring skies cheering on one’s child and enjoying the outdoors is great ~ in theory.
But the theory neglects to mention rain soaked blankets, or scorching sunshine, or wind raw enough to sandpaper the first three layers off your skin.
The theory neglects the reality of two months spent running back and fourth to practices and games, grabbing meals from the drive up window and eating in the car.
Sometimes soccer is great fun. Mostly it isn’t.
Ah well, it will give me something new to photograph for the March Photo of the Day.
BTW Wyo. Sis. I lifted Abby photos for a layout. You can see it here. http://www.scrappintrends.com/gallery/showphoto.php?photo=726&limit=recent