Laugh Lines

Well it's the 5th of the month again, which means it's the day that I post all of my work for My Creative Scrapbook and tell you what a fabulous job Pam did pulling the kits together. That Pam is one awesome lady. As a matter of fact, there's a shiny gold star next to her name in Julie's Slam Book. Other entries have angry faces and expletives doodled next to them, but we shall not discuss them at the moment - right now it's all about Pam, her shiny gold star and how much I loved working with My Creative Scrapbook's Album Kit.

So as I stated, it's the 5th of the month. More precisely, the 5th of November. Which means I've been forty for a full 169 days now. And I'm cool with it. Really! Admittedly, I'm not thrilled with the grey hairs that keep popping up in my temples or the laugh lines that have set up permanent residence around my eyes. But you're only as old as you feel, right? And I feel awesome!

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Time Flies...


... when you're having fun.


Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional.


In every person there's an inner child that wants to go outside and play.


Wrinkles should merely indicate where a smile has been.


Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were big things.

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After completing the album, I still had tons of stuff left over so I created this layout also.


The quote I chose for the title is so perfect for these two guys! So many stories to tell! But here are a few of the best...

A homeless man approached Brian one day and asked him if he could spare a dollar. Dimwittedly Brian said, "Sure. Can you break a ten?"

After climbing into the front seat of a friend's car and noticing the window tinting, Brian questioned if the windshield was prescription glass.

During Brian's last visit here, I kicked his butt on Wii bowling. To elaborate, I kicked his butt, gloated about doing so, then retired to bed. He stayed up all night trying to beat my score! I woke up the next morning to a red-eyed Brian complaining of a sore arm, legs and back. Wiitard.

Lucky for Brian he's got a pretty face.

~pinches cheeks~

Ladies - he's still single! Shocker.

And then there's Jim...

As a teenager, Jim pulled into a handicapped parking spot. When he got out of the car, a stranger approached and asked, "Are you handicapped?" Jim smarted back, "No... is there a prize?"

Remember TV POW? TV POW was a kid's television show from the 70's that aired in the afternoons. Basically, kids would call in and play shoot 'em up Space Invaders type video games over the air. In order to fire at the alien spaceships, the kids would shout POW! This was all the ammunition Jim needed to fight against the evil Empire. In a full theatre, during the big battle scene at the end of Star Wars, Jim started shouting, "POW, POW, POW!"

Jim eventually joined the Marines, got married and had a kid (or two). Not quite sure where he is nowadays, but a lot of the stories from his youth definitely merit a gold star (or two) in my slam book.