The Weekend Five: 36 Hours in New Jersey

This week I went on a secret crafty adventure to New Jersey.  I couldn't take any photos of what I was doing, so I came home with a phone full of "boring" photos.  But, you know, each one has a story. 

Food photos get taken at almost every single meal I eat and most of them end up in my Project Life.  It's actually kind of amazing to me how looking at a photo of what I ate brings back so many memories of the moment.  I hated this breakfast.  Everything was gross.  A big disappointment.

I'm so used to the noise of living in Times Square that I didn't realize there was a highway outside my window until I opened the curtains in the morning!  That made me laugh!

I take selfies in virtually any mirror I can find all day long.  I posted this story on instagram and facebook: For this particular shot, I was in the hotel elevator with a man.  When I turned towards the back of the elevator to take the photo, he reacted very weirdly.  I tried to explain that I was a scrapbooker and it just didn't seem to make the situation any better.  Luckily it was a short ride!

I generally don't drink.  But I splurged on a cocktail.  Definitely a moment that needed to be recorded for posterity.  (Don't you love the shadows on the table?)

I might be a six-year-old.  Or at least I'm a total goof ball.  I texted this photo to my Mom when she asked if I was having fun.  I thought it answered the question!

I am reminded that this collection of little stories is the reason I started scrapbooking.  They're the main reason that I'm Project Life obsessed.  Because none of these photos are really "pretty enough" to scrapbook, but I know they'll find a home in my Project Life album.  And the stories I've shared today will all be included and safely tucked away.  I love that!

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