Scraps of Paper

My Grandma wrote snippets of information on scraps of paper that I found lying around the house, "Nixon is a crook", "Buy bug spray", and the names and dates of birth and baptism for her and each of her siblings. Finding and reading the scraps gave me insight to what when on in her life in the last years, and were an affirmation of my gerenal belief that she stayed pretty well "with it" until her death. The scraps not only eschewed her existence, but herald signs of things to come for me.

In our house, we use post-notes and other reminders to the extent that someday everyone will think that my kitchen cabinets are white, yellow, pink, and green. Should I collage them on to the cabinet doors so the kids and the next owner have to deal with them? Would they see the notes and their substance rather than the hippie throw back of making everything art? Could be fun..........