Monday, July 14, 2008

Tackle It Tuesday



This week, for Tackle It Tuesday, I have a much less gruesome task than last week's popcorn ceiling adventure. This week, I'm dealing with pictures.

We found some old disposable cameras, and my hubby decided to have all of them developed. There were NINE. You cannot imagine the pictures we ended up with.... some of them are eight or nine years old! I am amazed the film could still be developed.

I love pictures. They are fun. They make me happy. My issue with pictures is that once I start to look at them, I want to share them with whoever happens to be around. I "ooooh" and "ahhhh" at the pictures of how young the boys were, or how thin we used to be, or how big my hair was.

So my project is to organize my pictures in the quickest, most efficient way possible, without stopping to show them to my husband 100 times, and without taking all day. Wish me luck!

7 comments:

Homesteader in Training said...

Oh that is a big tackle. I Love pictures too. Having a digital camera has helped my picture fedish as I only have to print the ones I want to use immediately but that doesn't help the stacks and stacks of printed pictures that await a home. I know someday that will have to be one of my tackles. Let me know how it turns out and if you have any tips.
Blessings,
Kim

Niki said...

I can't believe they developed...you were very lucky.

I love tackles like that..but I am a scrapbooker and an amateur photographer!

:)

Casual Friday Everyday said...

You know, this is something I really should do too. Have fun!

PS
Mines up also.

the160acrewoods said...

9! wow, what a big tackle! Isn't it fun though to look through them, that's probably one of my favorite things to do!

Marni's Organized Mess said...

Happy Tacklin Tuesday!

Jessie said...

What a fun tackle! I'll bet you found some great photos!

The Apron Queen said...

I'm the same way. I start to organize but end up reminiscing instead. Good luck! :)

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