For this acceptance speech I'd like to thank Category Stories for this award and all the little people...ha! ha! No, I was totally stoked when a fellow scrapblogger emailed me congratulating me for the challenge win. The theme was "phones" and this layout was so fun to do.
Then last night I did this one.
for my super duper friend Sarah. She's got those fab cat-eye glasses and swell apron goin' on. I loved these pictures of her.
and this one...
for our election party; a Starbucks little mini newspaper and the door knocker (I cut off the doorknob hole).
Halloween night, I wanted to get this done before we move...
Which is only a week away...and brings me to another issue I am having...
MOVING...in a week...leaving my sweet ol' house...
and her...refer to above picture for reference...
and these terrific people...
uncle Matty, our Manny-Nanny
Ana and Joe
And the guilt over my daughters having to leave all their friends, ahhhh, yes, the sweet guilt...
Living here in Philadelphia has been so great. The museums, outdoors, history, hidden hot spots, fun outings, new friends. It's taught me so much and has introduced me to areas of my life I might not otherwise have done, namely homeschooling, which has been a deeply enriching experience in our lives.
Although I am looking forward to a new chapter, life in Mexico will be both exciting and rewarding, and challenging and sad. I look forward to learning another language, I am NOT looking forward to the language barriers before I learn Spanish. We are moving to a very large city (the largest in the world if you want to be accurate) and we will live in a skyrise penthouse apartment, sounds neat, but confining...
I know after it's all said and done I'll be happy for the experiences we'll have there, the places we'll have seen, the people we'll have met, etc., but tonight, I feel a bit melancholy...
What's that saying, "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger?" Okay, that's very dramatic there...
On the up side I will get to spend the holidays and most of the month of January back on the west coast with my mom and BF Lainie, Stef and the rest of the old timers...that will be nice. They always cheer me up.
I'm trying to end on a note of "the glass is half full," like my always optimistic hubby, even though I feel like hurling the glass against the wall like a frantically emotional chic from that show Rock of Love Charm School (god, what a bunch of sweeties there.)
Anyone else out there ever feel like this?
