Long Weekend Lost

Somewhere between Friday and Tuesday I managed to lose my precious long weekend. I had really been hanging out for it. What with our Editor, Leanne Mezranni leaving and our new Editor, Kim Taranto not quite starting, filming our latest DVD and two specials being produced it had been a very very hectic 2 weeks.

I had been invited to a crop but opted for a private 3 day scrapping session at home. John (my hubby) had been put on notice that meals would be of the quick and easy variety as I intended to put in some serious scrapping time but that all came to a crashing halt.

Somehow instead I found myself with not only my elderly mum visiting for a few days but also my mum in law. Both need quite a bit of care these days and so the weekend did not even involve me so much as lifting a pair of scissors. I did think about getting mum to help do some journaling to accompany family photos but after a fight broke out between us as to whether the baby in one photo was my sister or I; I decided that too should be off the agenda.

I did take refuse in my scrapbooking studio, under the guise of doing some ‘tidying up’ a couple of times. I wasn’t quite hiding more collecting my thoughts.

I’m actually writing this blog entry now to escape for five minutes. Don’t get me wrong I love these ladies dearly but 2 older relatives in the house at once can be a tiny bit draining. Although I am hearing some great stories to scrap later, even if I have heard that same story twice already this weekend.

Both mums are enjoying leafing through photos of us all on legacy holidays in Coolangatta when John and I were teenagers. We found photos of us at Currumbin and Sea World, at discos and the beach. The photos may be fading but there memories aren’t. They recalled details I can add to the stories when I scrapbook the photos and it was fun to hear what the mums got up to when all the kids were at the beach. We thought they were all so demure but they were all about my age now then, or a bit older, and they would have a few wines and laugh and dance just as we do when we get together with like- minded friends now.

I really can’t wait for next weekend now, I want to scrapbook those photos while all the memories have been freshly revisited.

Donna Macpherson