Excitement plus!!!

Really need to talk with exclamation marks, there's no other way.  So the other day I opened my underwear drawer and got a huge shock.  Okay, so not about my underwear, although it could scare people I'm sure, it's a bit random.  But okay, lets rephrase, I opened the drawer and got a huge surprise.  There tucked in the corner was $60.

Three lovely $20 notes, happy as larry, sitting there just in view.    First thought was to jump around excited, did a little scream and clapped like a seal.  But then I realised it's obviously *MY* money, but I had just forgotten I'd put it there.  Hmmmm, scratching my head, could only put it down to just before Christmas, possibly had a bit extra money in my wallet, was going out to one of the various gatherings we went to and didn't want to take all the money so hid it in with my underwear.

Plausible.  Still jumping around Mike came in and saw what I was excited about, well he couldn't really help it, I was flapping the notes in his face.  So as I went to show him where I found the money, I found MORE MONEY!  Out came a few $50's, till in the end I'm standing there with $250 in my hands.

WHAT ON EARTH?!?!??!?!!!!!!  (see, I told you exclamation marks were needed in this post).

TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS !!!!!  How on earth had I forgotten about that, it kinda puts a bit of a dent into the fortnight's budget to forget about that kind of money.

Then it dawned, the penny dropped, or should I say the $250 dropped! ha.  I remembered in December that Mike had given me $250 to put towards the Christmas presents we were buying the kids and our families.  DOH!  Can't believe I had forgotten about it, probably due to the credit card society we now are.  What a fabulous and unexpected windfall !  Seriously putties up a hole in my savings account after Christmas.

Onto the scrapping front...

In my year of just scrapping the every day, no projects, no big commitments, just the joy of scrapping our stories, whether they be good, whether they be bad, whether they be happy or sad, the stories that make our lives here in our little home in the country, I scrapped the story about the visit to the vet, together with photographs I took that afternoon.

Molly looked just so sad, didn't she, like she knew we had been talking about her advanced years during the vet visit.

Credits Designer Digitals.

Can't tell you what a joy it is to just scrap some photos for the heck of it.  Whatever takes my fancy.  Whatever stories I want to tell.  I'm going to enjoy this year of just scrapping for scrap's sake.