Thursday, April 2, 2009
The Tale of the Ugly Card. Not this one. Another one.
I haven't posted in a couple of days. The other day, I was trying to make a card, and it was so hideous that it scared me. Seriously. It was ugly in epic proportions. The pinnacle of visual insult. I had to avert my eyes, lest they begin to bleed. Pure evil. With glitter. Eventually, due to my incredible intellect and nimble mind, I came up with the idea of throwing the whole shootin' match into the trash. Brilliant, I know. I'm a very bright woman. I frequently have revolutionary ideas, like throwing what is quite obviously trash, into the trash. Now I'm afraid to take my trash out.
So I avoided my stamp room for a day or two. I tried to give it a wide berth when I walked by, but my house is small, so I would have fallen down the basement stairs if I veered more than a couple of inches off the path, so I just made the sign of the cross when I went by. I'm a Baptist, but I thought it couldn't hurt.
I ventured in there today. I grabbed Anna Wight's Wildflower Silhouettes, figuring that even if the card was ugly, the stamps would still be pretty. And they are. Still pretty. Thank you, Anna.