I'm not really sure about this blog thing. I've never really felt I had anything to say that would be terribly interesting to anyone else. Vickie Allen talked me into doing this, so if anyone is to blame...blame Vickie.
As a general rule when I am scrapping with my friends, we tend to lay all the blame on Rene for everything. Last week would be an exception to that rule, when the blame was laid on Nancy (of which it was well deserved). However, still this blog is still Vickie's fault.
I got to thinking last Sunday about the day before that I had spent with my friends scrap booking. I smiled to myself. I can honestly say these friends of mine bring a great deal of joy to my life. I seem to laugh the most when I am around them. For years I prayed for friends like this, and now here they are in my life. When I get to feeling down, I think back to some of our crazy moments spent together and it makes me smile inside and brings my spirits right back up. Vickie, our 'illustrious ring leader' has a way about her that is hysterically funny and unbelievably easy to tease.
I will sign off for now because I am feeling rather lousy with a cold. One of those fun things where you have to lay on one side to breath and then switch to the other side to breath and on and on for the whole night. Arrggghhh!
