The mojo is ....
Thought it was high time I update this part. What is this bog all about? Not much- just this & that & if I ever get back to my own scrapping- that will & can be included. So grab a martini- pitcher of margaritas or some wine and come on over!
I have lost the scrapping Mojo. Gone forgotten & nowhere to be found. You'd think that after spending time in a scrapbook store and going to others.. I'd have it? Oh hell no. I have no idea where it is. I just am hoping it comes back soon. I can look at magazines & websites until my eyes bulge.. nada. I think some of it is that I don't have the photos on hand. I lost (or it was taken who knows anymore) my memory card to my camera & so brought out the old one- it sucks. Takes horrible icky sucky pictures- compared to my current camera. So you'd think being I was in Portland yesterday I'd stop & get a new card.. nope totally spaced it. What a surprise I know. Though in my defense I would have never had time to stop. When you get into the "city" you seem to run run drive drive everywhere. Traffic it gets in the way. I mean when you are use to no traffic in "Mayberry".. it's just weird being IN traffic & dealing with it. Though I don't find it too bad. Dan when he goes complains about it too much. Oh well.
Isaac came over after school yesterday. As some know he is my problem child who I think I just want to shake & knock some sense into him at times. Dan & I go back & forth about the friendship between Isaac & Cameron & realize Cameron has to make his own choices. I must say that Isaac is beginning to realize that Cameron doesn't need the friendship & he does have other friends. Cam realizes that his friends don't all care for Isaac..but do put up with Isaac because the friendship they have with Cameron. Yesterday Cameron says to me after Isaac leaves & after a discussion about what they will do when they graduate high school (mind you they are in 6th grade) he says..Mom, you wonder if Isaac & I will friends in high school? I said I don't know sweetie- depends upon how you grow. Some people just grow apart. He says- well I don't think Isaac I will be friends forever- I think he is going to be in more trouble than I care to want. I think he will do things I don't think is right..he already says lies & tells people stuff that I just roll my eyes at. I gave Cameron a hug & told him.. thing is.. he needs a friend like you more than you need him. Cameron says.. when he comes to our house I think he has finally realized that you & dad have rules. At home he just tells his mom oh well & does what he wants. I tell Isaac he should just do it & why argue.. so why does he do that & why does his mom let him?? I told him- I don't know- I'm not his mom- & his mom & I are 2 very different people. Isaac is finally learning that your dad & I will not put up with some things- maybe his mom picks her battles just as we do with you. Maybe some battles she just doesn't think it's worth a fight? I don't know. Isaac likes to see peoples reaction to things.. and guess your dad & I have stopped reacting to things he says. Like you- we just roll our eyes & say okay Isaac. I guess maybe Isaac may need our rules more than he thinks.. and I think he likes the boundaries we have in our house. Cameron says-- yea- guess maybe I'll just see how the friendship goes. Love you mom. Love you too Cam. so guess he is getting it. Life lessons are in progress.
I think I must live a terribly boooring life. I have nothing to really say. Okay not true- I always have something to say. Just some things I think you can never win at talking about. Like what? okay- Music-politics-religion. Those seem to be the 3 you will always have some big discussions over. Discussing politics with my BIL who HATES Bush is a loose-loose. He has a right to his opinion like everyone else. I respect that. But when people say we need to impeach him (Bush).. I think it's really a redundant statement. Next year at this time we'll have a new President. Religion- can never talk about. I can.. but not with to many people. I am a spiritual person- believe in God. But I have these issues that I don't like about the church itself.. and some of the people. I don't like religion shoved down my throat. Don't get me wrong... again I believe in religion..just not ome of the stuff that goes on & how some of the people are. My MIL brings up the fact that people can't pray in school & find it unfair. Unfair??? I believe that ALL religions should be able to pray-- Muslim-Jewish- Christian-Buddhist- ALL of them.. and how can one school keep that up? So if they can't do it for everyone.. then not do it all approach isn't so bad. Music? I like all music.. okay I can't stand rap. But I believe in the power of music. Now those 3 subjects I said I should never talk about and I did. I respect every one's opinion about these subjects. Oh- Art is another one. We have some art in our house that some people don't like and that is fine.. I don't care for the Thomas Kincaid art. Doesn't fit my style. I find people interpret art in so many different ways. What it says to one person it says something else to another. A friend of my dads once asked him to help him buy some art- my dad replied to him.. if you like it buy it! That simple. We have a few pieces of art that have some partial nudity. One of Cameron's friends went & told his grandmother that we had some NUDE pictures on our wall. His mom told her mom- it's just art. Then the grandmother confronts me one day when I dropped Cameron off to play. She says she didn't appreciate the Nude pictures on my wall. I asked her when she had seen them. She said she hadn't- just her grandson told her about them. I said it's art on the wall. She said she doesn't want her grandson to see these. I replied.. think it's too late- he has seen them. I then asked her if she preferred I had ART with someone blowing another ones brains out? I said it's ART.. and until you have seen it how can you pass judgement? She said she wasn't about to come see it. I told her.. well my door is always open if you'd like to see it. This was a few summers ago.. and she has yet to come over & see it. Her grandson still comes over.. and his mother sees it as art. Nothing she would have in her house-but as she says- it isn't not my home.. its' yours. Again- all in how you interpret these things-- religion- art- music- politics. But that is just MY OPINION. Anyhoo- so much for not having anything to say.