In which I scrapbook for the first time

It's my grandma's 80th birthday in a few weeks. Her daughters, one of which is my mom, are throwing her a huge shin-dig over Thanksgiving weekend. In Utah. In keeping with our Celebrating Thanksgiving Outside of the US of A tradition we'll be in Canada and not in Utah that weekend. Oh well, no 80th birthday party for us. (Sorry Grandma. Maybe next time!)

At this party my mom and her sisters plan on presenting my grandma with a scrapbook with a photo page for every single one of her kids, grandkids and great grandkids. Months ago an e-mail went out from my aunt assigning us our scrapbook pages. I was told I needed to make a page for me. One for The King. And one for Babboo.

Dude, three pages.

Oh yeah, did I tell you that I've never ever scrapbooked before?

(Just because I'm a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Later-day Saints [Mormon] doesn't mean I automatically know how to scrapbook. Let's just get that straight.)

These scrapbook pages were supposed to include pictures of us with my grandma. I figured this was no problem as I have tons of pictures of me with her over the years. I even have quite a few pictures of her with Babboo. (No pictures of her with The King though.) I sent my pictures off to be printed a few weeks ago and then contacted my older brother Biff to see if he wanted to get together with me to scrapbook.

He's never scrapbooked either.

Man, what kind of Gay and Mormon are we that neither of us has never scrapbooked before?

(Bad ones, that's what kind.)

Last Thursday night Biff and I headed to the local craft store to purchase our scrapbooking supplies. First off, we weren't even sure what types of supplies we needed. We both knew we didn't want to spend very much money. The helpful lady suggested we buy the 12X12 paper and then just coordinate with some matching card stock to accent the photos.

Sounded easy enough.

Especially since I had loads of cute card stock at my house. I bought three pages that had red in them. My brother bought one page that was so ultra butch that it was also super gay. (He really should have just bought a damn rainbow page for as gay as his page turned out. I loved it!)

We headed back to my house and I unloaded my supplies as well as the multiple pictures I had printed out of me with my grandma through the years.

I quickly found out that I had way more pictures then would fit on the 12X12 page. Basically each page would only hold three pictures. I had to choose wisely.

I decided to put a few old pictures and a few new pictures on my page. Babboo's page is full of pictures of him with my grandma. Then instead of The King getting his own page I decided to have the last page be pictures of my little family. (I didn't have any pictures of The King with my grandma. Go figure.)

I found that I also owned more supplies then I realized. Who knew that all the stuff I use to make my own cards can also be sued for scrapbooking?! Really, I had no idea I was so supplied.

Even my brother was a little taken aback by my stash. I mean, dude, I even own a paper cutter, fancy scissors and glitter. (Oh man, I have loads of glitter.)

Once we got started time just flew by. Really, I have no idea how long it took the two of us to make four pages, but by the time we were done we were.....done. My kid was covered in glue stick and my floor was covered in glitter. And all we had to show were a couple of pages.

Today I'm mailing our pages so my mom can put them in the book to present at my grandma's birthday party next week. I suggested my mom make a color copy of the entire book for herself. I'm pretty sure this scrapbook is going to be priceless and a huge hit with my grandma.

My pages aren't the craftiest things in the world. But hey, I know my grandma will love them. And really, we all had fun making them!