Tag Archive: memories

Making Memories with MailPix

After our wedding photo’s came back I had no idea where I was going to find the time to scrapbook all of them. With a toddler who loves to “help,” and very little free time to craft, I did what any dedicated crafter would do and stacked my picture discs, cards, and scrap booking paraphernalia…

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Essence of Now – Bridal Shower

This past weekend I was overwhelemed with how very much my family loves me. The lengths they will go to show me how much And the tiny gestures that show they are thinking of me always. Thank you all so much. I cannot express what my bridal shower meant to me. I will remember it…

On January 4th…

On January 4, 2011, one year ago, I hit publish on my very first blog post. After four days of erasing and formatting I created my own space on Weebly.com. It was my ninth month of maternity leave with my daughter and I was suffering from PPD, high anxiety, and a serious case of cabin…

The Mushroom Cut Perm

A couple of weeks ago I wrote a list of 22 things I had done. One of those 22 things included a mushroom cut and perm AT. THE. SAME. TIME. Many of my readers had no idea what that was. I am appalled. Also, several left delicious comments on my blog asking for pictures to…

22 Things I Have Done

I missed out on the prompt last week to list the 22 things I have never done from the FAMOUS Mama Kat. So this week I’m getting my list of the 22 things I HAVE done in early so I don’t get left out! Get ready to be BLOWN away! 1. I have ran a…

Hello Autumn

Autumn has official arrived in our part of the world. Bringing with it bright oranges, reds, and deep rusts. The smell of cool air and the promise of winter. Round pumpkins and tall corn stalks.  Time spent together and memories made Our first pumpkin as a family of three Related Posts:Fall in the ParkEssence of…

Magical Moments and Fond Memories

We stared endlessly at tiny features, little feet, and newborn hands, certain the site of you would never be enough. Walked the floor praying for sleep while exhaustion washed over both of us.   But the swaying and rocking was quickly replaced with running and laughing, newly discovered obstacles to climb, words to say, and…

Strong Hands Through Thick Smoke

The haze of grey smoke that had settled at eye level around the room shifted as the exhale from my cigarette met with it. Country music shook the walls of the small living room while attendants of the party leaned in close and yelled over the blaring base. We had only planned to stay for…

Making Meaningful Gifts Easy…

I am a huge Scrapbooker. HUGE. I have a hard time passing up a craft isle, I save every card I receive, artworks and scraps of paper, and I love a stationery store. Hours fly by when I’m sitting with my crimping scissors, 50 different colours of card stock, and a stack of photos. But…