I have never professed to be a Photoshop guru. In fact, if I were to step into the ring with this program, it would probably win 9 times out of 10.
(For those of you who don't live with a graphics/photo nerd like I do, Photoshop is a program where you can edit photos, create awesome graphics, etc.)
Seeing as how I am now, this very night, forcing my body back into the graveyard sleep schedule, I decided to dive head first into designing my own blog banner and background using said Photoshop.
Three hours, several mild expletives, and some very sore shoulders later, I now have designed my very first blog banner (which you see above) and an incredibly simple background using the same digital scrapbook goodies I downloaded from the Shabby Princess website. Overall, I'm pretty excited about how it turned out, especially since I had to re-size and place each individual letter in the title. Oh, and the fact that I taught myself primarily through the trial and error method, with one or two photoshop tutorials thrown in for good measure.
Speaking of the title, I'm pretty happy about that too! I've been beating my head against the wall trying to come up with a blog name that is a little more creative than just "The Labunski's", which always made me feel mildly blasé. And that, my friends, is a gross understatement. I'm pretty sure I'm relatively correct in using the term "degree" instead of "power". I'm not a math wiz, so I'm just going to pretend I'm right. Don't correct me on this one, it will just force me to start from scratch on the banner, and I really don't want to do that right now.
And now, since it is currently 3:32 am and my shoulders are beginning to mutiny, I believe I will retire to the recliner, where my book (6th in a series of 12 that I started back when I was on bedrest...yes, I'm a glutton for punishment) is calling my name. I hope you are all thoroughly enjoying your respective beds at this ungodly hour...I shall definitely be enjoying mine as soon as the boys wake up for their 7 am feeding, at which point Nathan will be taking over baby duties and I, feeling ill and like I've been run over by a Mac truck, will be able to snuggle into the warm spot he so recently vacated.
Wait. You're telling me that's still 3 1/2 hours away? Not cool man. Not cool at all.
Now I have to make myself feel better.
Did I say my book was calling my name? Oh yeah, that's right. Ok, I'm off. Night all!