I really wanted to perfect the waterfall card, so I spent most of the day working on a Christmas version. I decided to make two videos instead of one, because it took a while to show the Halloween version, plus making the actual card. Decorating became a second video, as I wanted to make sure that I took my time and really did a nice job of decorating, since it’s going to be a gift for one of my girlfriends. I like to make her an album for Christmas, as she has a younger daughter, and loves handmade gifts. We always try to make each other something handmade for the holidays. She’s really handy, and made me an afghan one year, and last year, made me all kinds of different holders for my crafty goodies. I was going to show them on video, but the year has quickly passed me by, and I forgot. That’s how things go with me sometime.
I thought I would update you on my poison ivy…It’s still there. How long does this stuff last? And it’s spreading…A week plus, into it, and it’s still giving me nightmares. I can’t believe it. Holy cow, how long will this go on? Geez! I’d like to whine a little bit longer, but that’s not really my style, or is it?
Ok, maybe it is. I finally made an appointment for my doctor to look at it, and to tell me just to grin and bear it. That’s Friday, so I’ll let you know if I was right or not. So to end my day of whining, I had to go to the dentist for a regular check up. If you know anything about me, it’s that I absolutely hate the dentist. It’s a really good thing that I’ve got good teeth, otherwise, I’d be thinking of ways to kill him in my spare time. Yes, I’m that kind of patient. Horrible, that’s me. No cavities, so he’s still walking around, but it was my first time with him, and he got off on a bad foot. Had to tell the hygenist to keep an eye on one of my molars, as I have a big filling and he wants to make sure he digs at it enough to make it a little bit loose. Ok, that’s in my head, but I hate it when they want to “pay attention” to anything in my mouth, as I know that’s just a prediction of things to come. Why don’t they just wait until I leave before making their grim prediction? I’m just saying….