my scrapbooking days have begun...

With my recent graduation and lack of a job that uses my newly acquired teaching skills, I have resorted to documenting our lives through scrap booking. This cliche is just one step closer to having a more concise genealogy for my future chillins. They will know everything about their dad and I before they are five years old. What we ate at our wedding, where he proposed, who made the first move...the works. I know this sounds a little facetious, but it's a well known fact that scrap booking can enhance the divine nature of genealogy.

Maybe I am trying a little too hard to make light of my new found passion. But let me tell you, after hours of slaving away over one page...your back aches, fingers tired, and eyes bloodshot. It occurred to me. Why am I doing this?

I think it is because I have something to prove. Not to anyone else, but to myself. Maybe the reason I feel so inclined to be crafty is because I want to prove that I am capable of being a multi-tasking wonder woman who can not only juggle 2 books at the same time, a full time job, a new home, new marriage (which is wonderful and not a burden- at all), and new ward...plus, try to make new friends all at the same time, but can keep some semblance of normality and creativity in my life. Plus, it helps that the pages I do take hours just to be perfect (which might hint to my strive for perfection). --I know I'm butchering English rules of grammar right now!

I guess what this whole thing boils down to is that there is no possible way in you-know-where that I will ever ever be perfect. But if my husband stays by my side and I stay close to my fam, then maybe someday I'll come close.

And all this is not going to stop me from trying, either.

(By the way, has anyone every tried making applesauce oatmeal chocolate chip cookies with splenda? healthiest cookies you'll ever eat in your life and not feel one bit bad about it.)