34 things (I want you to know)

The amazing Jennifer Wilson of Simple Scrapper is beginning a wonderful new class at Big Picture Classes, February 27 called Before Your Story.

Can I say how much I love this? One of the things that got me into scrapbooking in the first place was the idea that I could pass along things about myself to our boys. I had kind of a close shave at one point. It involved losing a baby. And hemorrhaging. A lot. And it’s the only time I’ve ever seen my husband break down. Really. And from that time on, I promised myself that I would leave something tangible of myself behind. Because life is never certain. Our oldest son was only 3 years old at the time and it was sca-ry.

It is never selfish to journal about yourself. I want to leave behind something for our boys to read that they can identify with. I share my struggles and joys. Because I want them to know that I am a real person. And hopefully help them through moments of trouble someday.

Anyway. This is what’s cool about Jennifer’s class. She shares great ideas for including bits about yourself in your scrapbooks. Awesome even. Because it’s really, really important. Got it? Ok.

So in honor of Jennifer’s new class, I’m participating in a blog hop/giveaway called 34 Things I Want You to Know About Me. In it, she shares 34 things she wants her daughter to know about her from before she was born. I’m only sharing five things, but by the time this post is over, you may know more about me than you wanted to. Yes, really.

1.) I’ve always loved cooking.

Even when it was only making mudpies. Apparently, I loved eating them, too.

2.) I’ve always been a nerd. Sorry to disappoint you? (Hopefully not!) I did get cooler as I got older, but I still love reading, computers, crafting (duh), the occasional debate on quantum physics or philosophy, and Dr. Who.

3.) Elements of my childhood are very Duck Dynasty-esque. How you say? Let’s just say some of my most vivid childhood memories involved my grandmother grinning at me and offering chicken gizzards and hearts when I walked through her door as a nice lunch. And I was not one bit surprised when there was a dead buck hanging in the garage, either. In the winter, of course. When it was headed to the meat locker. I just promised my husband that I’m bugging my mom for photos next time we travel up there to prove it. So you may see an update to include some soon.

4.) Winter and snow are my favorite.

I don’t care what anyone says. I used to whoop in delight when it snowed in March. Even when I was in college. It’s one of the things that I love that I gave up when I met your dad. I’d say it was an ok tradeoff twelve years later. Plus, it was kind of worth it to see the panicked look on his face when my brother and dad took him sledding for the first time. His first question when he got off was, “How do you steer?!”

5.) I’ve always had a sense of humor.

But I don’t always share it for fear of being misunderstood. Case in point is the above photo.

To enter for a chance to win a spot in Jennifer’s class, Tell Your Story, comment here with one thing that you’d share with your children from before they were born. It doesn’t have to be deep or serious. Just something that gives insight into who you are.And if you don’t have children, comment with something from your childhood. Again. No need to be serious. Just something that gives more insight into w ho you are. Comments will be open until Sunday night, at 11:59pm. I’ll announce a winner next Monday!

And please, no condolences. The hard things I spoke about in this post are long past. I only shared them to emphasize a point. Happy Monday!