Author: Amber

I had the scariest experience of my life last night. And this isn’t one of those things were I exaggerate to make the story better. Because it’s not good already. I spent Friday night up at Bj’s in Beaverton. Yesterday we just did some odds and ends. His parents came down for the weekend around one and we ran some errands, looked at cars, and went out to dinner. After dinner we watched Big Brother and then I decided I should go home before I got tired. And I wasn’t tired at all. I got onto…

This hurricane is so devastating, and I hate feeling helpless. There is a woman from the message board that I talk about a lot {2 peas} who lost everything, absolutely everything in the storm. A lot of companies are helping her rebuild her scrapbooking supply stock. In may not sound like something that important, but it is because it is something that will help her find peace. If she can get back to creating maybe she can find some normalcy in that. At least I hope so. So I had the Ribbon Jar make a contribution…

Look what my sweet brother got me. It’s a postcard, but don’t expect it in the mail because this one’s a keeper.