Taking a Break
A couple of weeks ago, I took Lisa's "People We Miss" album workshop. First, let me just say that WHOA that girl is talented. I mean really. If you haven't already, you should go check out her links on her blog and drool over her talent.
Anyway, I took the class and realized that this album would be perfect for my aunt for her birthday. Brief family history lesson - my grandmother was married to her first husband for a year and had my mom. Then she married another guy, whom she had known since she was 13 and had my aunt. Said guy (my Grandpa John) adopted my mom. He died when I was in 3rd grade.
So I'm thinking I'll do an album about my Grandpa John for my Aunt Sherry - her birthday's in June. Let me start by saying I had no idea what an undertaking, or what an extreme emotional roller coaster ride this would take me on.
Now, every scrapbooker's dream (hehe.. no pun intended) is to be handed a book full of their family history, right? Here ya go.. the last 75 years of the such-and-such clan. Well, I have that sitting right in front of me. Let me tell you, this was no small feat. A year ago, my grandmother would have laughed in my face had I asked her for any of these pictures. She's decided now, though, that since I'm a mom, I'm responsible enough to handle her pictures for a week.
Another brief jaunt through my memoirs - my grandmother is the woman who would disown me for forgetting to iron my shirt, or not wearing lipstick. But, EVERY FREAKING CHRISTMAS AND THANKSGIVING SHE PUTS MY GREAT-GRANDMOTHER'S GOLD PLATED WEDDING CHINA IN THE DISHWASHER. The dishwasher, people.
Apparently, no different from her photo albums. This woman - YES I CALLED HER "THIS WOMAN" - has scotch-taped these pictures to magnetic album pages. No, my fellow history-preservers, these are not acid-free magnetic pages. Not only has she scotch-taped the pictures to the pages, she has scotch-taped them to EACH OTHER - OVER THE PICTURE PART. I'm not talking about a loop of tape on the back - there is tape OVER THE PICTURES.
I have no way of removing the tape without completely destroying the pictures, so here I sit with my exacto knife, painstakingly cutting around the edges of each picture to dislodge them from their destructive captors and I JUST WANT TO CRY.
I am trying to pry my grandmother's wedding picture off right now, and just needed to take a moment to sit back and freak out. There.
Freak out completed. Now I'm going to find some TRANQUILIZERS and see if I can finish this ridiculous task.
Anyway, I took the class and realized that this album would be perfect for my aunt for her birthday. Brief family history lesson - my grandmother was married to her first husband for a year and had my mom. Then she married another guy, whom she had known since she was 13 and had my aunt. Said guy (my Grandpa John) adopted my mom. He died when I was in 3rd grade.
So I'm thinking I'll do an album about my Grandpa John for my Aunt Sherry - her birthday's in June. Let me start by saying I had no idea what an undertaking, or what an extreme emotional roller coaster ride this would take me on.
Now, every scrapbooker's dream (hehe.. no pun intended) is to be handed a book full of their family history, right? Here ya go.. the last 75 years of the such-and-such clan. Well, I have that sitting right in front of me. Let me tell you, this was no small feat. A year ago, my grandmother would have laughed in my face had I asked her for any of these pictures. She's decided now, though, that since I'm a mom, I'm responsible enough to handle her pictures for a week.
Another brief jaunt through my memoirs - my grandmother is the woman who would disown me for forgetting to iron my shirt, or not wearing lipstick. But, EVERY FREAKING CHRISTMAS AND THANKSGIVING SHE PUTS MY GREAT-GRANDMOTHER'S GOLD PLATED WEDDING CHINA IN THE DISHWASHER. The dishwasher, people.
Apparently, no different from her photo albums. This woman - YES I CALLED HER "THIS WOMAN" - has scotch-taped these pictures to magnetic album pages. No, my fellow history-preservers, these are not acid-free magnetic pages. Not only has she scotch-taped the pictures to the pages, she has scotch-taped them to EACH OTHER - OVER THE PICTURE PART. I'm not talking about a loop of tape on the back - there is tape OVER THE PICTURES.
I have no way of removing the tape without completely destroying the pictures, so here I sit with my exacto knife, painstakingly cutting around the edges of each picture to dislodge them from their destructive captors and I JUST WANT TO CRY.
I am trying to pry my grandmother's wedding picture off right now, and just needed to take a moment to sit back and freak out. There.
Freak out completed. Now I'm going to find some TRANQUILIZERS and see if I can finish this ridiculous task.
posted by SevenHappyScrappers at 2:23 AM
3 Comments:
Sara - First of all, I must say, "ACK!" and "You are a doll of a niece."
Your "freak out" is totally understandable and I'm glad you had a blog to turn to at 2am to "vent". I can just see you, with your knife in hand, painstakingly cutting apart pictures, while shaking your head in disbelief. It'll all be worth it when it's done.
Oh no! I hope you can get a good scan of them! I've also got a scrapbook that is held together by 18lbs. of tape....but I know you will get it to work! Glad to see ya bloggin again!! I was missing your posts! :)
How is it going? Tape coming off? Did you find out how to remove it safely? Will it ever come off? I'm so full of questions!
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