JOURNALING IS ALSO MY THING

All my life I've been a journaler.  I kept a "diary" in grade school.  I continued off and on in high school.  In my young adult life I wrote, and wrote and wrote.  What in the world I wrote about, I don't know...probably boys.  Who I was in love with from week to week (I must confess that I was pretty fickle).  I never wrote about bad things.  I still don't.  When my mother died I didn't even mention it for days.  When my father had a serious heart attack I didn't write about it at all. My journals are filled with the mundane of  day to day life.  But I love them, I love the entries about what the kids are doing and what we had for dinner.

I have several different journals.  For the last ten years I've been keeping a black and white journal daily.  I've filled about 15 sketch books with doodles and words of our every day life. . Here are a few pages....

Then I have what I call my colored journal.  In it I have painted the pages and included pictures from magazines, or other pretty things that caught my eye.  I use a 7 x 7 artist sketch book.  This journal is much more of an artistic endeavor, and is rather time consuming.  Since I went back to work full time I've pretty much given up the colored journal, which is a shame because I really loved working in it.

 It's hard to photograph them, but if you're interested you can see some of my pages here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/50087102@N00/sets/943818/

I also keep a Thanksgiving/Christmas journal AND a gardening journal.  Both of these are informational only, no pictures.  But I'm thinking I could interest them up a bit by adding some ornamental details.

So what about you?  Are you a paper journaler? Were you before you found the blogging world?

Thanks for stopping by, I hope you're having a great Friday!