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No longer on the river and, again, an empty nester. Back to living on Fleming Island and making some more friends!

Saturday, August 29, 2009

I hope it won't take THAT many pastors to bury me!

The "news" this a.m. is focused on the laying to rest of Teddy Kennedy, something like seven priests officiating....yeah, that is all I will say about that.... The good news might be the TV Guide Preview Channel might run stuff about Teddy's life, legacy, and antics instead of the insipid Michael Jackson stuff or the horrid "Punk'd". Replacing one show full of "bleeps" with another, I guess!
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Dreams, again, this early morning. Bad dreams this time, waking up crying, seeing things I do not want to see any longer in my dreams, crying "that" cry, ugh, rough start to the morning. I guess it should be expected since I met some new ladies at scrapbooking last night and I shared with them just how I got involved in this passion of mine....thanking Anne Hoyer for this! I recall her telling me that every other check in her register was written to "Creative Memories", which Phil confirmed!
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It all started in October of 2001 at the Reformation Service dinner at Good Shepherd. Anne asked me how I was doing and I told her I wondered what to do with all Timmy's pictures and such. Boy, did I open a door with that! Anne and her friend, Nancy, were just on the way back from the Scrapbook convention in Orlando that weekend so were still fired up from all they saw and did, and the rest is history! The next week, Judy C. brought her scrapbook she made about her trip to Thailand, and I loved it, thinking, "I can do this!!"
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Jennifer R. got on board with me and we caught a few others in the web with us, setting up a work station in the game room upstairs at The Preserve, later moving it down to Mom's room so Jen would not have to climb the stairs. We would pack all our materials and supplies plus four or five ladies into the relatively small work space, but I do not think anyone minded. At the lake house we used the enclosed porch for our hobbies and then at The Palace we originally used the river room. Now we are not set up permanently but haul out what we need each time, whether it be our painting supplies or scrapbooking stuff. The "Timmy" album was not the first one I did because I had real problems with getting started---cutting the pictures and quite simply, facing it. Once begun, however, it flowed right along. I recall Judy C. coming up to me at church when we were cropping there, saw what I was working on, and squeezing my shoulder, knowing what a big deal this was for me.
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I also remember going to buy the supplies and buying wwaayy too many things, not even knowing what they are used for. Like a man in a hardware store buying tools for which they have no use, this was me! I bought the fluted edged scissors in every pattern, the markers and color pencils, cutting devices...My pages have totally evolved to being much more simple, mainly because my albums are more about places than people. The photos often speak for themselves, not so much journaling required. Eventually my "extra" supplies were shared with others and my paper stacks are gradually declining, although I have a long way to go before I will run out. There is plenty to share with Maggie when she is ready to begin her trip into the world of scrapbooking. She wants to do albums about the plays and theatrical productions she was involved in, and hopefully, they will not cause her to wake up crying.......

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi; I missed seeing the funeral and I did want to watch because there is a young man from Mtwc. in the elite honor guard....I think it is called the"old Guard" they do the unknown soldier and other functions.....I love watching those men....they are so precise and exacting in their work....regardless of who is being laid to rest. Kerry is here now so must get to work. Mom

Kim Lahaie Day said...

Hi Mom:

I did some of the elite guard at the place where the coffin was lying in state, moving ever so slowly and precisely through the room.

I hope all of you have a good day taking care of things around the houses, but leave some bossing for me to do!

Love,

Kim

Anonymous said...

Hey Kim,

Dreams are funny things, we can't control them, they are in control.
Good thing we can wake up and they are done. It was horrible what happened, you prolly haunted by it and talking about the scrapbook reminded you. Take care!

Kim Lahaie Day said...

Hi Anon:

Yes, talking about the album most likely triggered some memories plus my friend, Diane and I looked at the album Wednesday when she was here. I won't take much to make me think of Timmy, but it is the tragic part of his death that visits my dreams.....

Kim

Anonymous said...

The young man mom is referring to is the son of Brian Moss. I am sure you must remember him.

Kim Lahaie Day said...

Hi Jill,

Let me think---did they live south of us on 19th Street? If so, then I think I barely remember them....but good! Good for Manitowoc being so finely represented!

Hugs,

Kim