Technology Is A Marvelous Thing

I don’t know about y’all, but we are dragging around here in terms of our usual rise and shine routine. We have been waking up later and later over the last few weeks, and this morning, when I threw three pairs of pants in the dryer and figured I’d wear whichever pair got the most dry the quickest (read: being completely dry was in no way a requirement in order for the pants to be worn), I knew that I’d hit a new low in terms of being ready to face the day.

Come quickly, sweet summer. Come quickly.

Earlier this week one of the room moms for A’s class sent an email reminder that our scrapbook pages for his teacher’s end-of-year scrapbook gift were due today. I had a vague recollection of seeing the blank scrapbook page in an envelope in the little man’s bookbag, and I knew that I’d taken it out of the bag and added it to a stack of school-related papers on the kitchen desk. But honestly, my reaction when I first saw that scrapbook page was basically the same as it would’ve been if you put a small motor engine in front of me and then handed me a set of tools.

(That is to say: I’m not exactly sure how to complete the task that’s been set before me, so this is probably an excellent opportunity to MANAGE EXPECTATIONS.)

(After all, let us not forget The Unfortunate Capelet Incident of 2010.)

So Monday afternoon, I found myself sitting in front of my computer, looking at my email, wondering how in the sam hill I was going to put together some sort of end-of-year scrapbooking page without losing my mind.

Because I’m not sure if you’ve picked up on this or not, but CRAFTY THINGS MAKE ME CRAZY.

And please don’t misunderstand: I adore A’s teacher. He has had an absolutely incredible year with her, and we are way beyond grateful. She’s one of those people who was clearly born to work with young kids; she’s patient and encouraging and diligent and thoughtful.

So given all of that, I really wanted to do a good job with the scrapbook page. I thought the room moms’ idea of putting together a scrapbook was a great one – because it’s such a tangible way for Miss S to know how much we love and appreciate her.

But oh. Mama’s skills, they are LIMITED.

Wednesday night I finally decided that I could at least get started by uploading some pictures to Walgreens. I didn’t really know what I was going to do with the pictures, but I figured maybe I could make a “collage” and maybe use some “markers” and some “stickers” and maybe even some “ribbon.” Then I broke out in a cold sweat and decided that THERE HAD TO BE A BETTER WAY, THERE MUST BE.

I was just about to finish my picture order when I saw a little box over to the side that said something to the effect that I could order a collage of my prints for $3.99. And y’all, it was like a lightbulb went off in my head: I COULD ORDER A COLLAGE AND TAPE THAT TO THE SCRAPBOOK PAPER AND GET ALEX TO WRITE A NOTE TO HIS TEACHER AND OH MY WORD THERE WOULD BE NO NEED FOR RIBBON.



So that’s exactly what I did. I ordered a collage. I very carefully taped it to the scrapbook paper (and don’t tell, but even though I tried to get it straight three times, it’s still a little crooked, and clearly I am useless at any activity that requires any sort of precision). Alex wrote a note to his teacher at the top of the page. And I did not in fact have a nervous breakdown.

Score one for technology. In fact, I’ll never be able to thank technology enough for making it possible for me to avoid that sticker aisle at Michael’s.

Hallelujah and amen.

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  1. Gabe and I have been pushing the snooze button a record number of times lately. And he may or may not have worn pants with a wet waistband to work the other day. And crafts make me nutso. And I love you.

  2. Hi, I follow your blog and love reading it. I stumbled here, and I really have no idea how I get here, but I’m very glad. I love the way you write. As I generally follow via my blackberry I can’t usually make comments but I loved this entry so much, I thought I should find a way to leave a comment. I am a generally crafty person, but I understand that not everyone is. I love the way you found a great way to do what you needed and not freak out. Love that! I am not a baker, so I am always trying to find ways to “cheat” bake. Instant packages, etc. It fills the need without the stress and skill. Excellent. Thanks for sharing!

  3. What a brilliant idea! I will have to keep this one tucked away. Life is too short to scrapbook!

  4. We must be soul-sisters, Sophie. I missed the crafty gene too, and your description of this entire “ordeal” (for surely it is an ordeal to have to scrapbook anything) is just perfect. Thanks for the laugh today!

  5. If someone told me I had to scrapbook something, I’d lie down right there and cry for mercy. Somewhere along the line, the crafty gene was bred right out of my family. A friend of mine has a “craft bag” that she keeps around for rainy days or days when the kids are bored. She showed it to me once, at which point I broke out into a cold sweat and started to shake just a little. Anyhoo, I am sure A’s teacher adored his collage as much as she adores him.

  6. I hear you on the summer thing and it makes me feel good to know that we are not alone in my house! Even my up with the chickens 2 year old has required waking in the mornings!
    I SOOOO love crafts. I have a friend who much like you….well…does NOT love crafts.
    It always blows my mind. I could sit in the sticker ailes all day:)

  7. I’m going to so keep this entry on speed dial. I’m not at all crafty and when the kids have to do stuff like this for school, I consider homeschooling. Yes, it’s that bad.

    I’m so glad to know that there are other females out there who don’t know their way around Michael’s. That place just plain ol’ chaps my hide.

  8. Fantastic! This is the type of creative pressure that I fear in our upcoming elementary years. I struggled all three times we had to bring home the preschool class stuffed animal and write about what we did….and I love to write.

    Sounds like you and Walgreens are basically both geniuses. Well done!

  9. I really wish I were more scrappy like that. I have a friend who is now a scrapbook company consultant, and wants me to have a party for her – of course I’m having the party, we’ll have lots of good food (I’m good at that), lots of laughs (I can handle that), and no kids (praise the holy sweet baby Jesus); but she’s on her own with the convincing my other friends to buy her scrapbooking supplies.

  10. Thanks for the good laugh!

  11. No kidding. Crafts give me hives. So does house painting.

  12. Awesome! Of course if that had not been an option you could have sent it on over to Melanie and her OCD would have given you the most crafty and glittery page of the class!

  13. It has been a dangerous thing to discover I can leave 30 minutes later than normal and still (barely) make it to school before the bell. A dangerous thing, indeed. And I am the teacher. 8 more days. (Would be 7 if we didn’t have to make up the ice day…)

  14. Connie says:

    Oh Boomama, how I simply adore you! I love how you can make me laugh out loud. Not the little amused chuckle, but the hold the stomach, bend over and laugh so hard you can’t breath kind of laugh. I think it’s because I can relate to what you write so well. I thank God for you.

  15. “The Unfortunate Capelet Incident of 2010” had me rolling with hysterics…..

  16. Cutting makes me break out into a sweat.
    My mother however, has an actual craft ROOM where she actually sews dresses for my girl, and window treatments and other home decor things.
    Clearly the gene missed me!

    Yeah for 3.99!! Money well spent!

  17. We are TWIN souls! I am so glad I raised my kids overseas where we did not have to do end-of-year crafts for teachers!
    I have said it before, I have a good reason not to be crafty! Where do crafts come from? Satan. That’s right. “Now the serpent was more crafty than any other creature…” Do we want to be like him? NO! I do not do crafts. I do not like crafts. I believe the sticker aisle in Michael’s is a doorway to hell. Stay strong, Boo Mama! ;)

  18. Love. It. !!

  19. Michelle says:

    I have always said, that if I somehow end up in hell, hell will be full of scrapbook stuff and I will have to scrapbook for eternity. I am so not good at that kind of stuff!!!

  20. I am a PreK teacher. I’ve been counting down the days until school’s out. After today’s field trip, I am now counting the HOURS. I am ready for a break. How people work year round is beyond me. Just thinking about that sends me into a panic. Ribbon, that I can handle ;)