One of the nice things (read: the only nice thing) about having a terrible memory is that sometimes I make things that I completely forget about. Example:

A Mother's Day card I made. It was after the 1st Annual kickball tournament, so it could have been either of the last 2 Mother's Days. (note: I ran out in front of their group shot and someone pegged me so hard with a kickball, I fell over. And everyone was already in a perfect semi-circle to point and laugh.)

I made this for my parent's anniversary, just under a year ago.


I hadn't forgotten about this yet (probably because it took so long to do), but I never took pictures of it.

(the stencil is of their wedding photo that was hanging on our wall since I can remember.)

Lastly, I just finished up my Moleskine (thanks austin!), which I just indexed. Indexing totally rules. I read this several years ago and thought it was nuts. No longer.

(The left page is a quote from Cat's Cradle that I read a couple of hours after I started indexing my own book. Seriously.)

Yes, Imri, , Ricky Terrance got indexed. Page 42.