Unexplored Territory

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Why don't you turn that high-powered perception at yourself and tell us what you see, or, maybe you're afraid to

Thanks to my dear friend Robin for alerting me to this, a cool scrapbook that tells people about me. AND $ 3 of every purchase goes immediately to support breast cancer initiatives. The kit is $ 15, people. Robin had shown me part of it at our church craft night a few months ago. So when Ace asked me what I wanted for my birthday (on the Sunday BEFORE my birthday, mind you), I immediately showed him this kit and he bought it for me.

I received it yesterday, and I started putting it together. It is an amazing kit, full of great products including some Heidi Swapp. It is the best bang for your buck if you ask me.

I scrapbook with the same modus operandi that I knit: I don't ever do it for myself. It is always for someone ... the family or parental units for presents. So when I started looking at this kit and reading the prompts for journaling, I was formulating what I would write in those spaces.

There is journaling for things that make me mad, sad, afraid, and happy. I started to think of things I would put there.

I am dedicating a whole page to knitting, thinking of how I am going to lay it out.

And then the biggie ... I have to actually put PICTURES of myself in there.

Of me. Not of the kids. Not of me and the kids. Not of me and Ace (although that is totally acceptable on a page or two). Just me. And one suggestion that they had was to take a very up close and personal picture of my face.

This I am not too sure about.

But it will certainly make me take a look at myself, which I haven't done in a long time. Time for a personal assessment. And time to see what truly makes me ... well, me.

3 Comments:

Anonymous said...: So proud (sniff, sniff) of you (tear) my friend...
:)
May call you tonight about that offer...
if you could, just for 20 minutes, watch the peeps prior to choir..that would be oh so great.
I'll let you know..; 7:35 AM
Knitting Maniac said...: That is just fine, Robin. Do you want me to take them to church for dinner? I can come over and pick them up if you need me to.; 7:46 AM
Anonymous said...: I don't scrapbook, but that looks interesting.; 10:00 AM

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I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.

The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.

The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.

The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.

The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.