He was very surprised when one day we were driving by a scrapbook store and I asked to stop. One hundred and fifty dollars later, we left the store. In my page I had a bunch of lettering templates, a bunch of "cute" patterned paper, a bunch of markers, and some scrapbooking adhesive. The next day, I went back for more and came out $300 further IN DEBT. Yes, that's right, it went on a credit card. A week later, another $150. I was now addicted and I loved going in there. I would get together with a friend and we would scrapbook. My first "album" was our wedding album. Uh, yeah, not the best thing to start off with when you don't really know what your style is yet. I hacked those pictures into hearts and such and thought my album was so beautiful. I looked back at it over the following years and just cringed everytime I saw what I'd done to those priceless pictures. It doesn't really matter now that Mr. Spock and I aren't married anymore, but still.
But, for some reason, I have NO DESIRE WHATSOEVER to use any of it lately. I just don't even want to go in the room. Sometimes it feels like we only have a two room house because we never go in there. The only "person" who goes in there is Dog and all he does is do this: