***Oh, hey! Friends and Romans. Lend me your ears. Except for you, Brutus. You need to head on down to therapy, Skippy. You have some serious issues when it comes to peer pressure.
Crud. Sorry. My ADHD meds haven't been changed (read: increased in YEARS. I'm really starting to doubt their efficacy. But that's another post for another time. What I WANTED to say was this...if you have ANY QUESTIONS as to how something is made, please msg me here on on the blog. I'll do a tutorial just for you if you need it. I'd be thrilled! Trust me! JUST ASK! I'll share everything I know. In fact, I'll write it all down for you. Hand me a pencil and a postage stamp and 7 long years of experience will fill up at LEAST a quarter of it. If I write really big. Anyway. JUST ASK***
This Begonia card is one I made for a certain Miss. Bea. This lovely lady is the mother of a close friend of MY mother. I've never met Miss. Bea. But when mom asked me to make a card for her birthday, I said okay.
I didn't even get uptight at my mother's standard 2-day notice. LORD that drives me INSANE.
But there's NO WAY you can get too aggravated when you find out that the card you're making is going to a woman who's turning 99-years-old.
99-years-old!
I can't imagine living that long!
Think of what all she has lived through! Not to mention how long she's lived with her children!
Sorry. But I'm 52 and my y-chromosomes have already driven me bat sh*t crazy. Living another 47 years with them and I'll be committed before I draw Social Security.
By choice. But enough of that nightmare, already.
I told mi mamacita I'd make the flower card. I asked Ma what Miss. Bea's favorite flower was and mom said "She loves roses!"
I said, "Great! I'll get started on the Begonias right away!"