2 Peas Challange "How are your scrapping golas comming?"

Scrapping goals? What is that? I can't remember the last time that I scrapped. Since I have went back to school, with family, and work and church, I don't have any time to scrap. But in May when I go on vacation, I plan to do a lot of scrapping.

Me and the family are going to visit my mom and dad in Texas. After a week, Craig and the girls are going home (the girls are still in school) and I am staying an extra week! I told mom and dad that they didn't have to take off the extra week, they can just leave me to my own devices. I even plan on mom or dad dropping me off at a local scrap store where they have a work room and just working there all day, and if I need anything, I can just go into the store and buy it. Now that's what I'm talking about.

Beautiful World

I was watching the Discovery Channel tonight, they had a 3 hour show on about what a beautiful world we live in; some of what they showed was just astounding. It is just mind boggling to me how God is able to create such beauty. Why is it that we have to destroy it? Building and building, saving wetlands and forests as an after thought and only because someone or some organization stands up and makes noise. Is it truly because of greed, I can't imagine that it's because of need.

Watching the show, I see so many places that I want to see, so many things I want to experience. There is so much beauty! I saw the South African Plains and after being so dry for so many months the rain finally came and the beauty of the plants, the agility and smoothness of the animals walking through the water. The beauty of the elephants swimming in a river, frolicking (if you can imagine that). Beauty is found everywhere, in all things, both old and new. My only question is why do we have to destroy what was to make room for the new?

Favorite Childhood Game

This was a challange on a website (TwoPeas in a Buckett) that I visit more then I actually scrapbook. Which, from what I can tell is the case for many. They wanted us to talk about our favorite game from childhood.

For whatever reason, I didn't even have to think very hard about this. My favorite game was Red Rover, Red Rover. Do you remember that? You and your friends would hold hand and stand in a line. You would decided who from the other team you would want to try and break the chain and cry, "Red Rover, Red Rover send Billy on over." If they broke the chain then they could choose someone to bring back with them to their team, but if they didn't then they had to join your team.

I remember playing this game on summer days and nights and holding on tightly or if it was a boy you like and he tried to break through, not so tightly in the hopes that he would grab your hand and bring you back to his team. Those memories remind me of cardboard sliding down hills, eating apples from the tree right by the hill we were sliding down. Lighting bugs, climbing trees and getting stuck, waiting for my dad to come and get me. Staying out late on summer nights playing with the kids in the neighborhood, riding my Big Wheel down the big hill by my house in Mill Valley, going to the marsh by my school (Strawberry Point School) Those were the days!