We've been challenged around here with kids (and grown-ups) being sick and consequently weak, and super grumpy. So I've decided to limit my journaling to a short, sweet spot in the day, instead of a longer, drawn-out doctrine about the status of things. Perception is reality. These glimmers are the moments worth remembering over the years; not the rest of the junk. I questioned whether to use this photo because the poor kids had sun in their eyes, but you know what? I'm in it. And given how few photos there are of me ... well, I deserve to be in some pages of my little book too.
I've been printing and playing with the physical album pages this weekend. For the first time I'm going with a glossy stock. It's holding up surprisingly well to fingerprints, and I like the reprodution quality I'm getting off my old printer. Since this years book is lacking any sort of dimensional adornments, (the whole thing will close entirely flat) I thought it would be a nice little change from my normal matte finish images.
