I Need a Brownie

I haven't scrapbooked since January. Now, I realize scrapbooking isn't as necessary for life as say eating or breathing or pooping. But for years it was pretty important for me. In fact, up until Jan., I wasn't behind. For you non-croppers (I should say something besides croppers, since I did just talk about pooping) --- For you non-scrappers, that means I was working on pictures that were fairly recent. This makes me an anomaly, but it was just because I started scrapping about the time Abby was born and from about the time we moved to Searcy, I cropped once a month. It made it easy to keep up.

I'm not anymore. I can't seem to find the energy.

It was easy in Searcy. Like I said, about once a month, my friends Cristy, and when she moved away, Kami, Creative Memories consultants, had a crop at our church. Everyone had their own table, we had snacks and there was a huge supply of papers and stickers and letters and tools on hand. The only thing you had to do beforehand to get some work done there was bring some pictures. Of course, getting work done once you got there, wasn't always easy, despite the surplus of things on hand. We did a lot of talking and a lot of laughing ... and a lot of eating.

I want to scrap more, but it's not as fun on your own. I've cropped three times since we moved back (four if you count the one in Jan., which wasn't actually here, it was in TN., with some of the girls I used to crop with.) Once was with other people. The other two were by myself. It's not the same.

I am still committed to a book a year for each of my kids. So I've got to get busy. I just wish I had some powdered sugar-topped brownies and my girls around to give me a kick-start.