Sunday, January 29, 2006
Number 4: The Most important thing in my life is ...
...my family.
I lost George to meningitus in 1997 and more recently my mum to cancer in 2004. I hold all my family members close to my heart. Not living in the same country as them makes them even dearer to me. I am alone in a country with no family members, so the next most important thing in my life are my friends.
Number 3: How old am I?
Number 2: Who knows me best?
Number 1: Who am I?
Friday, January 27, 2006
Take 20 Questions And Answer Them By Taking A Photograph
- Who am I?
- Who knows me best?
- How old am I? (or how old do I feel?)
- The most important thing in my life is...
- I always carry...
- Something I always do...
- I'm at my happiest when...
- On Monday morning you can find me...
- My favourite mode of transportation...
- My eyes are...
- My favourite material possession is
- To relax, I like to...
- The town I live in is....
- My worst habit is...
- My guilty pleasure is ...
- When I look at someone, the first thing I see is...
- I think ..................... is beautiful.
- One thing I can live without is...
- One thing people don't know about me
- My life is...
There is a possible scrapbook about me here. It is a challenge that I will try to complete this year, 2006.
The Circus
In the early 80's I used to run my own home daycare centre. I took 4 of my 5 kids to the circus one night, with the help of one of the parents. We had a great time, due partly to the fact I took lots of food to eat! Ages of the children in this picture ranged from 1 to 4 years.
This is one of my early layouts. The colours are vibrant and show the mood of the event.
This is one of my early layouts. The colours are vibrant and show the mood of the event.
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Dress up
Here I am!
This is my most favourite picture of my son. He is standing at the bottom of the garden in my parents home. He is standing there as if he has staked his territory. I really didn't do this picture justice with this layout, so perhaps in the future I might redo it.
Sleep
I just finished this one today. It was a challenge from a web group I belong to. I had to do a sleep layout.
The poem at the top left is:
"Golden slumbers kiss your eyes
Smiles awake you when you rise
Sleep pretty baby
Do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby"
The journaling at the bottom right says:
"On returning from a walk along the beach at Mersea, before even taking off his snowsuit, Thomas and Fluffy fell fast asleep on Grandma's couch.
"He was probably dreaming of the waves rolling in and out, the wind blowing in his face and Fluffy running along side him."
Monday, January 02, 2006
The Many faces of Mum and Dad
Mum and Dad came to visit me in 1997 a few months after George's death. It was great to have their support and feel their comfort for that very difficult time. It was harder to say good bye at the airport this time.
Wall Climb
My son climbing a wall for the first time at the annual "Ex" He was 10 at the time, and he thought it was amazing.
Maternal Grandparents
Mum's Memorial
My mum died suddenly from complications during surgery in July 2004. We whipped up these cards that everyone could take away with them.
In Loving Memory of
Eileen Hicken
16:08:29 - 21:07:04
Beloved Wife
Devoted Mother
Much Loved Grandmother
Loving Sister
Thoughtful Mother0in-law
Caring Friend
Our Hearts Ache With Sadness
But Memories Of You Will Comfort Us
In Loving Memory of
Eileen Hicken
16:08:29 - 21:07:04
Beloved Wife
Devoted Mother
Much Loved Grandmother
Loving Sister
Thoughtful Mother0in-law
Caring Friend
Our Hearts Ache With Sadness
But Memories Of You Will Comfort Us
Shaving
My parents came to visit one year and during that time my dad decided he wanted to shave off the beard he had for over 30 years. My mum was horrified at the thought, saying that they wouldn't let him on the plane because he wouldn't look like his passport picture! But I encouraged him. Of course the event had to be caught on film, so I snapped a few shots. My son is in the background cheering him on!
Grandpa and Son
My son and his Grandpa.
I chose to use this nusery rhyme because it was the one Grandpa sang to him while Thomas was sitting on his knee.
"Horsey, horsey, don't you stop.
Just let you hooves go hippety hop.
You tail goes swish,
and the wheels go round.
Giddy-up,
We're homeward bound."
I chose to use this nusery rhyme because it was the one Grandpa sang to him while Thomas was sitting on his knee.
"Horsey, horsey, don't you stop.
Just let you hooves go hippety hop.
You tail goes swish,
and the wheels go round.
Giddy-up,
We're homeward bound."
Daddy O
This is one of my favourite 8 1/2 x 11 layouts. It is my dad, whose nickname is Chick, and my mum sometime in the 60's.
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