If something is going to get done, it has to be on the fridge. That's just how it is. So each month I make a calendar front and center to keep track of life:
Here is September's all pretty and blank. 30 days from now this poor page will be covered in my horrible handwriting and smudged with fingerprints. I promised myself when I started the calendar thing that I would not "sensor" the end product. When the calendar gets a little beat up it just shows posterity what life was truly like around here. Then at the end of the year I make a matching page with a few photos and ta-da! Instant 2011 scrapbook!