Friday, December 2, 2016


I just spent a lovely day with my beautiful daughter and her 90 year old grandmother in law. This amazing woman is one of the kindest and most sincere people I know. She is gentle and caring and loved being the center of attention today. I'm home now and contemplating the wisdom she has obtained over her life. Ninety is quite the accomplishment. I find myself wanting to spend time with her and learn from her.

My own grandmothers are gone and neither were very good at sharing or discussing much other than the weather or maybe their garden. I would love to sit with them and hear their childhood stories, what brought them joy and what wisdom they would like to leave for future generations. It's not possible though.

They didn't leave a diary or journal of any kind. They didn't talk much and both died fairly young. Social media has done a lot of good in that people can communicate quicker and share more. It has also reduced the art of communication to smiley faces and hearts. When was the last time you sat and talked?

I took the time this past weekend to actually schedule time with some people that I wanted to get to know better. I put away my phone and listened. It was amazing. I'm going to do it more often. It's so easy to get caught up in the world and in the craziness. Work takes up a huge chunk of our day and so does sleep. What do you do with the rest of it? Do your race to the weekend to get the yard done, the garage cleaned, the shopping finished so you are ready for Monday so you can complain all week that you can't wait for Friday?


Smell the roses.
See the bees, dragonflies, tiny little flowers and the smiles of the children around you.
Take time to make a date with someone you care about.
Take a walk
Make a to do or want to do list and actually start it

Drink some Thieves tea :)
1cup hot water
1 drop Thieves
2 drops orange
1 drop lemon
Honey to taste

Did your grandmother ever swear by bourbon/whiskey or some other alcohol in tea when sick? Mine did and she was right. A little honey whiskey in this tea and not only do I sleep better but my cough is reduced!

I use ONLY Young Living essential oils as I'm confident in their purity and rely on them for my family.  To learn more, just click here:

Tuesday, June 28, 2016


A few weeks ago I had the opportunity to go to my very first convention. It was AMAZING!!! I belong to the Young Living Essential Oil community, but only know a few people that use the oils. I ended up connecting with a member from four hours away and we carpooled with two more from Minneapolis, MN to Salt Lake City, Utah! What a trip!

The event and people inspired me to get off my butt and do something! About 7 years ago some very difficult events took place. It has taken me years to begin to feel like myself again. Going to this event was such a boost up! I'm encouraged and feeling creative and energetic. I'm sharing it here to keep me accountable, to hopefully find others that are trying to come back from some serious struggles and put their life back together and yet others that might be interested in what I have to share. Which, of course, will really encourage me to keep going :)

I will teach essential oil classes locally and will develop an online presence as well.
  • I'm not sure where I will share these from, keep checking back here :) Post to me if you have any suggestions or questions!
I will implement a set schedule of activities to include two family date nights a month, one make and take night, and one just for me activity.
  • These will be local, but if you would like me to share them with you, please reach out and let me know and I'll try to share the information online
I will continue 1/2 hour of personal growth every morning -
  •  I'm always open to suggestions! What do you love? 

And to continue the life group every Friday - this is just a local thing


I don't know if anyone will ever read this, but if you do, could you please comment and encourage me on this endeavor? I know others out there have to have gone through trials as difficult as I have and understand how hard it is to get going again. I've felt so empty for so long, it's hard to find the umph to put myself out there again.

Just as hard is me asking for you to come alongside me and encourage me. I tend to take things in stride and just keep piling them on my own shoulders rather than lean on anyone else and/or burden them. So, I never ask others.

I'm asking and look forward to reading any and all comments and suggestions.

Thank you!

Here are a few places to learn about the convention:

Here are some articles covering the event:
This is me at the Salt Palace!

 Looking down at the presenters. What an amazing presentation and experience!

This beautiful photo of lavender was taken at the Young Living farm! 

One of the amazing women that encouraged me to go after my dreams and her husband (Yong Living Diamonds Vanessa Romero and Tom Nikkola)

Monday, May 30, 2016


Your story. It's your story. Your life, your experiences, your heart ache and your joy. It's what drives you and encourages you and teaches you. It's fascinating and wonderful. Wonderful you say? Yes, absolutely wonderful!

It is as unique as you are. There isn't anyone in the world that has ever been or ever will be that will be exactly like you or have your exact story. Oh, that's not to say that some of us will experience the same things. We will. However, our experiences, strengths, weaknesses and perceptions will potentially leave us experiencing the same exact situation as completely different from each other.

For example, I had to take speech class while in college. We all do. Did you know some people dread that class? They have nightmares about it! From the moment it showed up in my class list, I was thrilled! I couldn't wait for the assignments.

We had a couple of rules in that class. We could not do speeches on controversial issues like gun control or abortion. Understood. We could not do a speech on computers. I was in a computer degree, so what I heard was; don't do a speech on all of the boring algorithms, DOS commands, and computer programming. Ok, that wasn't what I loved about computers anyway.

I spent time on researching what I wanted to speak on. I wanted to inspire my classmates and encourage them. I spoke for fifteen minutes on how wonderful technology was and how computers have opened up the world for us! I shared that with the computerized dictionary we could not only read about a monkey in Africa, but we could watch a video of it in the wild AND hear what it sounded like! We could print on beautiful hand made stationary and 'visit' someone half way around the world simply by web conferencing or email! Fascinating and delightful stuff. At the end of my
speech my class mates whispered to me as I walked back to my seat, "You weren't supposed to do computers!" Not only did I get an A on that speech, my anti-computer instructor admitted to me the next semester that because of my speech, he went and bought a PC! It's perception. My perception was that he was tired of hearing about boring old computers. I saw computers as exciting and full of opportunity. The last speech of the year I called in some favors and got last place. Not because I needed more time, but because my last speech was on how to throw a party! I set it all up as I talked and at the end I invited everyone to join me.

My perception of speech class is that it was a really fun opportunity to think outside the box and connect with my classmates. Others quit school because they absolutely couldn't face having to speak. Amazing, right?

Your story is just like that speech class. You can stand inside of it and be too scared to move or so frustrated that you give up or you can embrace it for all it's worth and wring every last bit of joy out of it.

I recently heard someone say that when you think on all of your obstacles and barriers, they get bigger. The reason they seem bigger is that's because it's all you think about. This really resonated with me. If I focus on the things I can't do then I don't give time to the things I can do. Huh. What a concept. I've heard this same thing dozens of times in my life and although it always rang with truth, this time it hit me square in the forehead. I always thought of it as don't worry about it or don't give it any more of your attention that needed. I don't think that's it. I think it's more about my thoughts lead to my actions and if I'm thinking about how I can't do something, I won't do it. However, if I think about all of the ways I can try to do it, then I will be trying to do it!

For my scrapbooking friends, we work on our stories all the time. We put down the photos and titles, but how many are putting off writing the story for someday when they are a better writer, their handwriting is better or they figure out what to say?Treasure your stories. The fear is in rejection from others, what if they don't like my handwriting? What if they don't understand what I wrote or they don't like it?  You realize tomorrow is just a concept, right? It never actually happens. When it gets here it becomes today and when it's over it becomes yesterday, but tomorrow never actually happens. Don't put it off until tomorrow. Your story is amazing and your handwriting is special to you. It's as much of a treasure as you are.

For my essential oil friends, we are working on our health and reaching out to those we care about. For us the fear is in rejection. What if they.... get healthier? Get wiser? What if you step out of fear and reach out to someone and they love it?

Perception, right?

Thanks for stopping by! Just for fun here is a recipe.
Whipping cream in a cold glass bowl
Whip until fluffy
add a little sugar
add two drops orange essential oil
Plop a healthy spoonful into your coffee! YUM

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Job Hunting - Career Seeking - What Next

Do you ever get the feeling it's just time for a change, that doing what you've been doing just isn't working anymore? I'm there. I am not talking about moving or change in relationships or anything, I really enjoy:
  • Working with people
  • Writing
  • Problem solving
  • Feeling like I've accomplishing something
My strengths are definitely
  • Writing/Communication (I'm one of those crazy people that LOVED speech class!)
  • Teaching/Leading
  • Learning/growing
  • Brainstorming/Thinking outside the box/Being able to look ahead
  • Working alone or as a team
  • Multitasking
  • Prioritizing
  • Technology
Now, what to do with that. Sometimes, I get the overwhelming urge to write. I just have to write. I have friends that say sometimes, they just have to run. I never feel the need to run, but I understand that urging!

I've learned a lot about myself in the last year, several years really. It's been the last year though that has been so dramatic. I've learned I have a genuine love and acceptance for people. All people, even the ones I don't understand. I genuinely care for them and want the best. I've learned that relationships really matter. I'm not a good friend. I'll say that up front. I moved every year my whole childhood, never attending the same school for more than two years in a row. I never learned how to attach myself to a friend. I am a very loyal friend though. If you tell me a secret, I won't share it. If you need to talk something through, I can look at it neutrally and help you figure it out and I  won't judge you for it. If you are my friend, I assume it's because you want to be and you don't have any preconceived ideas of how I should be your friend. I assume that, because I am that way. I've learned that is not the case. People feel let down if they are an active, seek out the friend kind of people. I don't seek people out. I don't think to call a friend up just to chat. In person, I can chat with you for hours. Unprompted? Not so much.

I've learned that although I do not need praise for doing anything. Not at work, not at church, not at home, I DO need to know I'm an important part of the team. This is very important to me. I wasn't really aware of it until this year. Oh, I've known for quite some time that I was feeling very left out and unappreciated in a few areas of my life, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I'm a team player. I can't help it. I'm decisive and a leader and a problem solver. I'ts how God made me. I can see through the bull, even when I let you continue with it. I'm often aware that it's untrue and if you mean to be lying or are just caught up in the moment. Sometimes I'll call you out, but mostly I'll make a mental note that you lied.

I'm very creative. I'm very analytic. I know! These are two complete opposites! I'm very extroverted and confident in front of people. I love speaking to groups of people. I do not like crowds. Sometimes, I feel shy and uncomfortable and I don't want to be around people. Again, opposites.

I love to counsel people. I love listening to their stories, to their struggles and to their joys. I love helping others work through problems and seeing it from outside the box to help them cope and see the joy hidden in the heartache and the hope in the desperation.

I'm an oldest, youngest, middle child that moved a lot growing up but was surrounded by such a variety of personalities in my own family, that it's easy for me to accept others for who they are. My father was married and had children with three women. I was the oldest with his second wife, making me the youngest of the children by his first wife. He went on to have more children, making me a middle child.

I was born with a strong faith. I have always known there was a God and he loved me. Not matter what, He loved me and was there for me. Bad things happened. I got mad at the people, but I never thought to get mad at God. Isn't that odd? I know a lot of Christians and non-Christians and lot of people that have been or are currently, quite angry with God. They blame him for everything bad in their life. He should have this or should have not allowed that. He should have stopped this or given that. I don't know they why behind what happens, I do believe with all my heart that it happened for a reason, even if the reason was choices someone (maybe not even me or you) made a very long time ago.

Family is important to me. Family history/genealogy is important to me. Peoples stories are important. Family photos are important. I'm not a great photographer, but I love being out with my camera. I love capturing moments and sharing them. I love helping people capture their stories.

My perfect job would be just that. I would help people research their family history and write their family story. Not a dry, boring autobiography, but one of love, trial, growth, joy, sadness, regret, and wisdom. I recognize the importance of this. I'm aware of it with my whole being. It is important.

Yet. I haven't done it myself. I haven't written my story. I don't have all of my photos in albums. I don't journal. Again, opposites.

My life is too chaotic. I know this. I know I need to fix it. I don't. I need to. I feel it, like rushing water running over me. Fix it, fix it, fix it. Downsize. Too much stuff. It needs to go. Simplify. Yet, the new job I now possess, possesses me. It consumes me. It does not make me feel like an important part of the team. It drains me. I do not need accolades. I do not need awards. I do not need ceremony. I do need acknowledgement. I do need to feel appreciated. I am consumed and it leaves very little for family, friends, social life or activity.

I have everything I could need to create many beautiful scrapbooks/photo albums. I know how important it is. I feel it in every ounce of my being. It IS important. I know this. I dream it, I think it, I FEEL it. I know this to a be a truth. It is important. I don't do it. I come down here and sit in this large room full of paper and tools and albums and photos and... I don't do it.  I want to, so very desperately, I want to. I want to save my photos and their stories. I want to leave that rich history for my children. I want to help others to do the same. I desperately want to, with an ache that fills me until I almost can't breathe. Sometimes, I drown in the ache of it. It overwhelms me and consumes me and leaves me feeling like a failure. Desolate. Empty.

I feel called to share my spiritual gifts, called! In a loud and persistent way. Like a strong wind at my back kind of way. I am to share what God has given me, what I have learned, what I know and what I love. I've been trying for years to figure out how. I give and share and show. I almost beg to be allowed to share my gifts and what God has blessed me with. I am denied. I am rejected. I am shut out. At first, I was devastated. I am called to share these things. I have strengths and skill and passion and they are fired from the Holy Spirit. Left to just me, they would wither and die, but they don't. They are there. They are whispering: use me. I try. I offer. I almost beg. Nothing. Dismissed. Rejected.

I won't give up. I'm not sure if that is a strength, or a weakness, but I keep going. I keep searching. I keep trying. I keep working.

It is time for change. I don't know what it looks like. I do know that it must be. It has to be.

Conflict. It is the one constant.

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Mothers Day

Not surprising to any of you that have worked with me, been in my groups or joined one of my classes; I love to write! I can't explain it, I don't know why I love it, it is invigorating! It's also why I started a blog so many years ago. I wanted a way to express myself and get my thoughts down.

Another passion of mine is people's stories. I LOVE to learn the history, experiences, challenges and accomplishments of, well, everyone. I think that, more than anything else, drives my passion for scrapbooking. I wish I could change the term though. People hear scrapbooking and they think gems, glitter, sewing, ribbon, glitz and glamour. It is not.

It is all about preserving your story. That's it. It is about documenting what and who you love. Yes, it is as simple as that.

Mothers day is a great time to reflect on Mom, Grandma, Nana, Great Aunt Mathilda, the loving elderly woman next door that was always there for you, your moms best friend that stood in for her when she was called home to heaven, or any of those amazing women in our life that have made us who we are. It is a special day set aside to thank them for impacting us.

For me, the greatest gift anyone can give me is their time. For someone to sit down and write a letter to me is an amazing gift. Journaling is just that. Writing down your feelings and experiences.

So, add writing down your feelings/experiences to a photo and tada, you have scrapbooking! Looking for a gift for that amazing woman? Give something personal. It doesn't need to cost a small fortune, you don't need half to tools on the market and you don't need to put glitz on it.

Make it from the heart.
Mean it.
Just do it.

Not sure what to do? Start with a small note of gratitude. Include examples of times that impacted you greatly, or memories that are so wonderful you want her to know how much they meant to you. Just because you know, does NOT mean she does!

When my kids were young I was privileged to get to be at home with them. One summer my mom took time out of her busy day to just come up every morning and have coffee with me. We would play Ninetendo for an hour or so (does anyone remember that?) and then she would leave. Recently I called her out of the blue to tell her how much that experience impacted me. I thought she knew, but wanted to make sure. She had no idea.

To me, it was monumental. I got to know my mom as an adult. We talked about grown up, adult subjects. She shared personal experiences with me. It greatly impacted me and my relationship with her. For one thing, my love language is acts of service and quality time. Here was my mom taking time to spend time with me!! I felt loved.

It's silly, how we perceive things sometimes.

I have a friend that loves it when her husband stops and gets her favorite soft drink on the way home from work. It brings her joy. Why? He thought about her and acted on it. She feels loved. Not only does he know what she loves to drink, but he takes the time to park, get out of his car, go in, pick it out, purchase it, get back in his car and bring it to her. He thinks about her. That lets her know she is loved. I'm guessing her love language ( - or how she feels loved - is gifts or acts of service.

Another friend complains that her husband is never there for her. She is struggling in her marriage. Her husband stops and buys her flowers once in a while for not reason at all. He gives her cards and writes lovely messages in them. He buys her beautiful jewelry. He is not an affectionate man. Her love language is touch. She is hungry for hugs, holding hands, an arm around her shoulders or just sitting close. Although he is doing everything he can think of to show her he loves her, he isn't doing what she needs.

That's what this post is all about.

TELL her why she is important. Tell her. Don't assume she knows.

Have mom, or the mom in your life, go to and take the test. Find out what their love language is, or how they feel loved, and then act on it. If it is quality time, plan a special outing just for her. If it is touch, take her to lunch, hug her, put your arm around her as you walk, hug her again :)

If it is acts of service, take her car and wash it. Mow her yard. Do something for her.

Appreciation comes in all forms. If you really, really want to make an impact. Write her a letter. Tell her how much she has meant to you. Include examples of how she made a difference. Include your favorite photo of the two of you together. You don't have one? Why not? Get it. Today.

A photo and a letter.

That is scrapbooking. Multiple photos and writing about the experience. That's a layout. Multiple layouts and that's an album. An album done and that is amazing memories saved for a lifetime.

Need help? Contact me, I would be more than glad to help. This is my passion. It fires my soul. It's why I do what I do. I LOVE to hear your story! I LOVE helping you preserve it.

Tell her. Show her.

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Silhouette CAMEO!!

My amazing husband surprised me with a cutter for Christmas! I haven't designed files in several years and I am SUPER excited to start again! I spent the day watching youtube videos and playing with the machine and the settings. Now I'm ready to start, however, I need  some inspiration! 

Please post on here what you are working on and what file would really help you! If it inspires me, I will create the file and share it! 

I can convert my old files too it seems, which is also very exciting! So, what are you looking for? What can I help you with? 

Let me know, 

Friday, May 11, 2012

Family... loved ones....

In the last few weeks four babies have joined our ranks and three dear friends/family members have moved on. My heart aches for those that recently lost loved ones. So much history goes with them. My grandparents and my dad are all gone. They left years and years ago. My beloved sister is also gone; I miss her daily. She was the glue to our family. She always knew where everyone was and what they were doing. I loved getting phone calls from her and catching up on everyone. When she passed the fine threads that held us all together shattered. I often think of her and her contagious laugh! She taught me that a good server deserved a good tip and a bad server needed to be told so they could earn the good tips! She taught me love of family, a genuine love and acceptance. She loved her family unconditionally, even when she didn't agree with their actions, she always loved them. She left suddenly, without warning, and left a huge void in so many lives. For years I was going to get with her and we were going to work on our family tree and locate missing family members. We never did. She left before we got to it.

Now here I sit, super restless and feeling a friends pain at her loss of a beloved family member. Words can not begin to ease the pain and I know that. I have another acquaintance that lost her mom over the weekend, and yet another that lost her son. My heart goes out to all of them! This is why I scrapbook.

In those beautiful photos are the memories. That is where our loved ones come back and visit! We see their smiles, we remember their laugh, we feel their love in our photos and in our memories. Time fades those. All of them, always. Unless we make a point to hold on to them! This is why I make albums.

In my albums are the people I love, even the ones I don't have anymore or don't spend time with. I still have the memories of better days! I can look at the pages and hear the laughter, feel our special bond and experience the love again. I've lost people, a lot of people, but I still hold them dear and visit them often through my albums! When I'm feeling down or sad, I open up my books and look through the pages. That's where my happy thoughts are! My birthday when my kid brothers got me the best fishing pole ever! I could not wait for them to take me fishing! My wedding photos always make me smile. It wasn't a huge wedding, but it was amazing! I giggle every time I see the photo of my husband smearing me with cake! That twinkle in his eye, oh I just want to hug him! This is why I'm passionate about photos - this is why I scrapbook!

I hear:
I don't have time
I don't have the money
I am not creative
I don't know how

All false. You don't want to take the time, spend the money, or put in the effort because it's not important to you. What is? Twenty years from now, what will be important? The dollar you earned? The flower you planted? The booze you put away? No, those things won't even be remembered. Neither will the moment you spent with your loved one because either you didn't do it because you were busy with the above mentioned items, or you didn't document it.

I'm not saying document every single moment of every single day, you really wouldn't have time! I am saying three times a year make the time to document your loved ones. Do something with them and journal it. Take a photo! The first year of a baby's life, wow, it goes SO quickly! Then they are walking and talking and in school and before you know it, it's time for prom and then graduation and they are gone. Where did the time go? The memories are fading, the giggles are but an echo and life moves on. They are grown with children of their own and life moves on. You sit alone missing times gone by, people that have moved in and out of your life, and all you have is what you remember. This is why I scrapbook.

This is why I am so passionate about what I do! It really does matter to me that you get your photos into a photo safe album. Yes, there are many choices out there. Yes, you can run down to the dollar store and get an album to hold your precious memories. There is not a photo safe task force that prevents non-photo safe products from hitting the market. They are out there and you do have access. There are online outlets for making albums, they are out there and they are easy. You might save a couple of bucks going that rout, but to what expense in the long run? If it's worth doing, isn't it worth doing right?

I don't have time - a few hours once a month would do the trick! There are albums with photo safe pockets for you to simply slide the photo in and add a little journaling, voila! You have a layout done!

I don't have the money - Purchase or download the software and spend the time over the year of doing one, two page layout a month for a year. At the end of the year, your investment would come out to about $5 a month, that is less than ONE Starbucks venti mocha!

I am not creative - most often the digital software has templates and embellishments are ready for you! Just drop in the photo, add the journaling (story) and send it off to be printed! Tada!

I don't know how - All it takes is you having a desire to save your memories and record the ones you love. It doesn't need to be fancy. It just needs to be. First, purchase a photo safe album and double sided adhesive. The important components are the photos and the story behind the photos. Answer who, what, when, where and why. That's it! You have successfully learned the steps to creating an album! Still stuck?

If you read this far, thank you! I really am just this passionate about you preserving your story, the people you love and why you love them. The pain of losing someone is so intense, having an album(s) full of memories and laughter will ease the pain and will make the loss not quite so unbearable. This isn't meant to add to anyone's pain or to cause guilt. It is simply meant to inspire and give hope and to encourage you to save your memories :)

hugs to you

Monday, April 9, 2012

Communication - Love Languages

I love to learn. It rarely matters what I'm learning, it's all interesting. I really love to learn about people, personalities and why we do what we do. Fascinating! So the thing I'm learning about right now is Love Languages. Oh, I've been aware of them before. I knew that some people react better to words than actions and vice versa. I never knew there was a quiz out there to determine which one I was or how to apply it!

I love it when my husband plans out a trip for us. He researches where we are going, when we are going, how we are going and what we will see. These little adventures just leave my bucket over flowing with feeling loved. I always thought my love language was quality time because of these little outings. According to the quiz, it's actually acts of service! When he spends so much time putting this together and planning it for me, that's what makes me feel whole! I just love it. You can talk to me all you want, although I appreciate being told I'm doing a good job, it doesn't fire me up. I'm not being cold or anything, it just doesn't do for me what I know it does for some. Now, if you were to take my car and wash it for me, oh wow! THAT fills my love tank right up! :) I love how God has made us all so differently. It's just plain fascinating.

Everyone has their own love language and when others 'talk' to us in that language, we feel appreciated. I think this is an important part of any relationship. If you don't feel appreciated, I'll bet your partner has a different love language! Theirs might be acts of service so they do things for you all the time, but that isn't yours so it leaves you feeling left out or ignored because what you really need is quality time!

What is your love language?

The link is safe, I've share it a LOT!

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Scrapbooking Classes February Newsletter is out!

The Scrapbooking Classes newsletter for February 2012 is out! Be sure to get your copy today! It not only includes a couple of inspiration and informative articles, but an easy to read and follow layout sketch!

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Friday, February 10, 2012

When Things Slow Down...

I think some of the worst phrases around today are:
  • Someday I'll do that
  • Tomorrow I'll have more time
  • Things will be better next week
  • When I get around to it
  • When things slow down
Tomorrow is a concept, so is someday. They don't actually exist. Tomorrow is always tomorrow, once it gets here it becomes today and when it passes it is yesterday. I've spent a lot of time over the years waiting for tomorrow and someday. Tomorrow I'll call that person or write that letter. I don't. Someday I'll sit down and write that book. I haven't. When things slow down, when life isn't so crazy, I'll accomplish a whole list of things I want to complete. Life hasn't slowed down, in fact, it's getting busier and crazier.

It seems like yesterday my baby girl was learning to walk, today she is a junior in college going for Criminal Law. Where did the time go? It was just a short while ago that I was talking to my second little girl about picking up her baby dolls, and now she has three babies of her own! Tomorrow I will take the time to take my boys fishing and camping, next weekend when it's not so crazy, later this summer when things slow down.... but I rarely did. Now they are both grown and living on their own. Where did the summers go? Where are all of those tomorrows? I let them slide right by me disguised as today's.

Do you have little children at home? Today is the tomorrow you were talking about yesterday. It's so cliche and yet so very true! Remember when you brought the baby home and all you wanted was for them to sleep through the night and then they did! Oh how you couldn't wait until they could walk, and they are! You'll find time when they start school, then they started school and you would plan for summers only to find you were planning for school!

This is why I love scrapbooking so much. It is not a fluffy art to entertain bored women. It is a way to capture those precious moments and store them away! You don't have to do it every day. You don't have to journal every moment of your child's life. Even capturing one moment is more than you had yesterday, right?

That next great assignment that comes home from school, slide it into a pocket page with the date on it. That moment is now captured!

Today they are one day older, they are one day closer to being grown and gone. The same goes with our parents and grandparents. Recently we lost two elderly family members. Both of them were important to me and both were on my 'tomorrow list'. Tomorrow I will write to them, tomorrow we will catch up. I have no more tomorrows to share with them. They left yesterday.

Where were they born? What did they love? What would they change? How did they meet their spouse? What brought them joy? I will never know.

Talk to your loved ones. Learn about them. Hold on to your today and to them. Seek them out. Encourage them. Listen to them. Take a photo today. Of what you might ask? Of them doing what they love. Ask them about it. Why do they love it? What brings them joy?

You can't do anything with yesterdays once they are gone. You can rejoice in them if you've captured them! This is what scrapbooking is to me.

I would love to help you get started! Preserving your memories does not have to be time consuming or difficult. It just has to be. There are many styles available now. Digital is an easy way to get your memories saved without storing supplies! Be cautious on where you purchase the albums from though, the purpose of saving these memories is so they last and the reason the cheap guys are cheap, is because they can offer a lesser quality paper and ink. The same is true for the big store brands. Make sure your purchases are meant to last.

Capture today, right now, this moment. What have you been putting off? Right now is a great time to tackle that! Just do it!

Tammey Brown

NOTE: I posted this on Febuary 10, 2012. That Sunday (2/12/12) I got to church to hear an amazing, right to the heart sermon. The new series is called "Live Like You Were Dying", wow. Can you imagine how much we would get done? How much we would share? How much we would talk? How much we would take the time to tell loved ones how much they are loved? To see the sermon, click here

It's worth watching! Be prepared to be inspired!

Tuesday, February 7, 2012


Journaling is NOT writing a book. It is not documenting every breath, everything they said, everything they did, everywhere they went or everyone they came in contact with. That is just way too much! If you want to do it, more power to you! However, most people just don't have the time.

If you can add three 2-page layouts a year to their album, I think you're doing great! If they are a summer baby, make sure you do birthday, first or last day of school and Christmas. That way you are getting a really good picture of their year. Three layouts a year! I KNOW you can do it!

Title (usually the event, for example 3rd Birthday, Jakie turns 2 or 1st Day of School)
Photos (1-6 a page)
Journaling (take the time to write a little paragraph or two about the event as the events don't mean much if 50 years down the road no one knows what/when or who was at the event)

That's it. That is the formula for a great layout. Everything else is just frosting.

Title + Photos + Journaling = Captured Memory

Yes, it IS as simple as that! The layout does not have to be ultra fantastic. Even advanced scrappers don't achieve that every time, or even try to. The important part is the preserving the memory. If after that you want to add the fun stuff, go for it. You can use the same formula for digital scrapbooking. I have a quick kit that shows you how to get two full layouts with minimal paper waste, feel free to use it.


Thursday, February 2, 2012

Sorting Paper

I really struggle with how to sort my paper. I have too much, and yet, not nearly enough! I have started going through the stacks and will post pics when I'm done. The solid colors aren't the problem. Those are easy, just put red with red, blue with blue, yellow with yellow etc..

The problem is the pattern paper! If it is yellow, orange, and green; does it go with yellow? orange? green? Does it go with Spring colors? Or maybe summer?

How do you sort your paper? I would love to see pics of your scrapspace!

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Saturday, January 21, 2012

Why Scrapbook?

What is scrapbooking? It's gluing photos to any old paper, right? It's putting as many doodads on a page as you can, right? It's cutting photos into odd shapes, removing people you don't like and then ignoring them, right?

Wrong. Scrapbooking is your story, your way! You determine how you want to preserve it. You write your history. You do. No one else is going to do it for you. You have to. There are so many options out there! Just do it! Pick one and go for it.

Are your photos somewhere in the closet? Stored safely on the hard drive to be dealt with later? Either way, what if there is a fire tonight? Where are your precious memories? Wasn't it just yesterday your child was newborn, snuggled in your arms and so full of promise? Wasn't it just yesterday that they were learning to walk? Write? Ride a bike? Sing, dance, or play an instrument? Wasn't it just yesterday that they were graduating? Wasn't it just....... Where did the time go?

It is a passion that God gave me at birth. I've not known what to do with it. I thought it was just for me to learn to scrapbook so I could preserve my memories. Recently though, I've come to realize, that isn't it. He made me a teacher ON purpose! He whispered in my soul a genuine love of other people's stories, of their photos, of their dreams. I am honored to use the gifts God has blessed me with to help others preserve their most precious gifts.

Don't want the clutter? Digital albums are done on the computer. Use the software, pick the template that works best for you, drop your photos right into the spaces already set up, add any embellishments you like and send to the printer! They print and bind the pages into an amazing book. Tada! A beautiful album with the stories behind them.

Like albums, but don't want to measure, cut, and try to figure out where everything goes?  There are albums with pockets built in that you just drop photos and journaling into! Yep, it's that easy! PLUS - as a bonus, they are 40% OFF right now!

Love the feel of paper? Want to design every page around your photos? Go for it! ALSO, now you can even design the front cover to your album! How sweet is that? Love that! Imagine your Christmas 2011 album with a family photo from Christmas 2011 right on the cover! How about a baby album, with a pic of the brand new bundle of joy as the cover!

The possibilities are endless. Need help? Need direction? Need solutions? Feel free to contact me! I would love to help.

No matter what the problem is, I'm sure we can find a solution. This is the year! Just do it!

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Monday, January 16, 2012

Blog Candy - FREE

Be sure to visit my friend Esther today! She has blog candy to give away! I LOVE her work!

Tuesday, December 20, 2011


This time of year tends to make me feel very nostalgic. I think on those I've loved that are no longer here, those I've known that I no longer visit, and those that have changed me in some way or another. Most especially this time of year, I want to journal my memories and get others to do the same. It never happens. This is the busiest time of year! I have presents to buy, parties to plan and attend, school concerts, church and so much more. I think about it. I want to, I sincerely do. Yet, I don't follow through. 
We are the only link the future has to our past. Oh sure, the history books will record that President Bush was in office, that President Obama did this or that and any great natural disasters that occurred. What about the events in your life? Who will record them? 
With the technology available today, and at such reasonable prices, it is astonishing that so little is recorded. It is not a rule that you must spell correctly, have perfect grammar or even write it all out in whole sentences. Just write!
Take a photo of your child making cookies. How many more times will that child make cookies with you? How about a photo of Grampa sitting in his favorite chair? How many more times do you think that opportunity will come by? What was it like for him when he was growing up? What did he love? What did he regret? Does he have advice for the next generation? For you? 
Take the time. MAKE time. Utilize your video camera and record a conversation with a loved one. Utilize the software out there that lets you tag and organize your photos as soon as you upload them. Take advantage of Skype and the other programs like it to converse and share with loved ones across the miles. 
It doesn't have to be covered in ribbons and bows. The writing should not be perfect, it should be personal. Look back on your own past and how quickly it has gone! Tomorrow will be no different. Spend time with those you love. Record what is important. Don't wish; DO.