crafty, like a fox.

I'd like to think of lots of inspirational and exciting things to say here, but I don't really have any. So here it is straight; I made this thing for my friend Allison, and I kind of wanted to keep it.

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I used:

• Bristol Board (because I use it for lots of things, and I'm all about convenience)
• Box Cutter (because I trust myself more with it than my Exacto knife)
• Patterned Paper (because contact paper is whoa expensive if you're using it on small things)
• Spray Adhesive (because it's quicker and less goopy than glue)
• Writing Utensil, Scissors, Holepunch and Twine (because you need them, ok)

Here's how it goes:

Birthdays, Part two

If you have a moderately reliable memory(or really if you have any memory at all), you will remember that my sister's birthday was two days ago. She doesn't however get the whole month to herself because so many people I love also share this birth month with her.

The first person she has to share with is my mom! If you have known

me for very long or have ever met my mom, then you know that she is super fun, and you probably love her more than me. That's ok; after about the 3rd time I was told my mom was 'just like me, but cooler,' I accepted it. She loves both The Eagles and Family Force Five (whom I loathe), and last year she had a purple streak in the bottom layer of her hair. She's really smart and extremely analytical, but also very tender and compassionate. A lot of the time I think we fight because we're so much alike. However, no one thinks I'm quite as funny as she does, and no one loves me more.

Happy Birthday, Mom! I love you lots.

and for your viewing pleasure, some actual birthday pics.

Also, today is homecoming for my highschool, which makes 5 years since my senior year homecoming. Weird. Also weird, being asked "Weren't you the very first homecoming queen for EMCA?" as if it happened in 1903. 22 is not old people; it's not. Since this week has pretty much become "Jenna's life in pictures" I'll try to get some good ones tonight and make a then/now post. Could be fun...could be traumatic.

Sister, sista

Today my sister is seventeen years old. That's for real super old. I remember being seventeen; it wasn't all that long ago, but it feels like an eternity. I have to say I'm significantly more proud of who my sister is at this point in her life than I am of who I was. She's so strong and grounded; I just love her so much! So in honor of her birth, here are some photos full of sisterly love.

ok, so maybe it's not as much sisterly love as it is ridiculousness, but what can we say? We crazy. Seriously, in pretty much every picture we have together one of us looks weird. Maybe we'll take one today and attempt to make up for years bad photography. If we do, I'll share, but in the meantime these will do because it's her birthday, and she's the coolest!