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The fruits of my labor...

I had a fabulous weekend.

I'm amazed that I could spend an entire weekend in a basement room of a hotel, creating myself into a frenzy, and not get tired of it.

We were up late Friday night, then awake at 5:30 Saturday.

The first words out of my mouth to my Mom at that ridiculous hour?
"Do you wanna go scrapbook?"

And we could.
And we did!

Fun.

Got tons done.

Unpacking is going to be a nightmare. Putting things away in my studio is one of my least favorite things to do... it's fun to create - not so fun to clean up the mess afterwards.

I know I promised my five favorite layouts from the weekend, but Blogger isn't cooperating this afternoon. I got this one to load, and will add more later, when the Blogger-gods are looking favorably upon me.

Hope everyone had a great weekend!

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  1. Anonymous7:41 PM

    That is a fabulous page! So glad thatyou had a good weekend!

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  2. oh poor nose. looks painful.

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  3. Great layout! Great use--and disuse--of white space! Love all the circles! Love the expressions in the photos, too--what a soldier for letting you snap away when his nose was hurting!

    Glad you had a great weekend. Looking forward to the rest!

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  4. Anonymous10:30 AM

    Love the layout, especially the arrow. Poor baby though, huh? I don't think mine would *ever* let me take those photos...*LOL*....

    M~

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