reminiscing... reminissing... remenissing... uumm... you get the point...

for christmas, i planned to do a water colour of my granparent's cottage since they are very much in love with the place and with anything their grandchildren make. in order to do this, i needed a picture of the place. so i went to the picture box. now, most dissorganized people keep their pictures in a shoebox or just in a pile in a drawer (*cough*viki*cough*). now, my family has an entire level of dissorganization all to themselves. my dad likes taking pictures, as a result, we have a lot of them. we have a large tupperware storage bin filled with envellopes and about 3 shoe boxes of picture. actually, most of them arent even in the shoeboxes but still in the package thingy they came in. i kid you not, we have about 20 years worth of pictures of every vacation, holiday gathering, birthday and major event that has happened in those 20 years. the only exception is the 3 photo albums of baby pictures of me and my brother. this doesnt last past my brothers second year, at the most. now my brother is... 15, which means we have 13 YEARS worth of pictures of me and my brother in that box. so everytime anyone has to find a specific picture or has to find anything in that box, they have to shift through countless pictures of camping trips, trips to the zoo, christmases and so on and so forth. i, for one, cannot go into that box without spending an hour smiling over all the picture of me and my brother. we were THE cutest kids. there is only about a year and a half between the two of us and my um... smaller than average size is not something new so we always looked pretty close in age in those days. more than once people thought we might be twins. anyways, all this to say, it took me an hour to find the pictures i was looking for and i didnt even find one of the cottage so i have to settle with picture of the view from the cottage. oh well, it'll have to do.

i have to get started folks, so... tata for now.