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Alternative to Sunday Napping

I can't say for sure, but I may have found an alternative to the Sunday afternoon nap that I love to take. Generally after church and lunch, I grab a book and read until I fall alseep. The problem is that come Sunday night, my night-owl status is in full throttle.

Thanks to Laurie, I believe I have found an alternative activity. We'll have to wait and see if it becomes the full-blown passion I've been looking for, but between the hours spent last night and this afternoon clicking and dragging, the it's looking pretty good so far. Above is a sample of the digital scrapbooking craze I'm tinkering with. If you want to know more about it, you'll find more than enough info at Scrapbook Bytes. Laurie, aka "Coffeequeen" is one of the designers of the site, and conveniently for me (though I'm sure she won't always think so), attends my church!

I will make a disclaimer on behalf of myself...I often get bitten by the bug of some new hobby or interest only to find after I have all the equipment, that it was the gadgets I liked and not the actually hobby itself. This new persuit, however, combines two of my favorite elements - pictures and the computer, so perhaps I've found my niche.

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Rochelle said…
That is really neat Jen! I've never seen anything like that before...
8/20/2006 3:27 PM
Anonymous said…
Cool! Do you print them and put them into albums or just store them on the computer?

Your cousin-in-law sang a solo in church this morning, WOW, what a great voice he has.

Jan, Lenita and I are having their family and 2/3 other new ones over to Kenny & Jan's on Friday night to get better acquainted.
8/20/2006 4:25 PM
Unknown said…
Wow! That's AWESOME Jennifer!
8/20/2006 7:49 PM
Laurie said…
Hahahaha! Jen, you have been a busy girl! Your digital foray is looking wonderful!!! And you ask away, whenever you like, I am happyhappy HAPPY to help!And now I know where to find tools when I'm working on an altered project!
8/23/2006 8:15 AM
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