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Love it. Great job.

AWESOME girlie!! The photo, the journaling - sheer perfection! Love the design and accents too!
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This is too cute! I love the journaling!!!
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~Lori

Love it!

How fun and creative!

I love the journaling! and the picture. <img border='0' src='/images/icons/grin.gif'> <img border='0' src='/images/icons/grin.gif'>

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By erincampbellpope
Project - Silent Battles
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Project - Silent Battles
by erincampbellpope
posted 01/24/08 at 12:45 PM
Galleries: Scrapbooking

I enjoy Candice Greenway's style of scrapbooking and used her for a lot of the inspiration here. It is so much fun to try something different. I took the photo of my husband and I with a tripod and I used alot of 7gypsies on the page with minimal pp.

The journaling reads:
Sometimes I love this man so much I’d like to ring his neck. (<– insert evil giggle here) You see for years my husband and I have been having ‘silent battles’. We prefer not to argue about our preferential differences – what would be the point when you are as stubborn as we.

The battle that’s gone on the longest is the temperature struggle. At night Chad likes to keep the house so cold that he can see his breath. No one wants to sweat in bed but seriously who needs to keep it 65 degrees all year long? So at night after he falls asleep I bump it back to 70 degrees. Inevitably in the night he stirs awake from the heat and bumps it back down. This goes on until one of us gives up. Also when I cook I sometimes have to run out for new eggs because mine are frozen solid. I adjust the fridge temperature all the time, but somehow day after day it goes back to the just below artic setting. Another conflict is that most mornings I have to move the couch back to its correct position. Every night he moves it back to within just a few feet from the TV. This has gone on so long until we have worn path lines in the carpet.


And so the battle continues tacit and always just below the surface. I’d love to say more but the AC just kicked on giving me another opportunity for covert operations. I’ll just tiptoe out into the hall and knock it back a notch or too. Ah, there is nothing like wedded bliss. :)

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