So I have this butterfly stamp I bought for like 25 cents but still hadn't used, and some thank you cards that needed jazzing up... so a day of stamping began!
I didn't have a stamp pad, and had planned on buying a chocolate brown, but went with sepia for sentimental reasons :)
After I decorated my thank you notes with the butterfly, I decided to make a stamp of Peanut's paw print because he hates signing with his own paw in ink. Last time I made him do it, I made some photo copies of the print. So I cut out foam & put it on the back of another homemade stamp made of a piece of foam core board, and got this:
I didn't have a stamp pad, and had planned on buying a chocolate brown, but went with sepia for sentimental reasons :)
After I decorated my thank you notes with the butterfly, I decided to make a stamp of Peanut's paw print because he hates signing with his own paw in ink. Last time I made him do it, I made some photo copies of the print. So I cut out foam & put it on the back of another homemade stamp made of a piece of foam core board, and got this:
It's pretty cute & looks like his own print, or close enough. Now I can sign letters in his name without bothering him with an inky paw.When I was buying the ink, I saw this adorable "Handmade" stamp. I couldn't justify $8 on a stamp, so I'll wait for a sale/coupon, but it is really cute:
...and would look good in sepia, which is good since it's the only ink color I have :)I felt so nervous about the dentist today, even after I was in the office and had taken the Valium they gave me- the drill noise just vibrates in my skull.
Mom found me a copy of Audubon and I read an article on "backyard" birds, then poured over the accompanying fold out poster of like 100 different birds, in color in fine detail, with male & female of course since many birds vary greatly by sex. I've been spending more time watching the birds on the back porch feeder- but we didn't have Woodpeckers last year, or those red throated finches I've only seen at Petsmart until last week when several came to our feeders (there are always lots of pretty yellow finches though).
The actual dental procedure went fine because he does laughing gas and on that you could stab yourself in the thigh and laugh- he drilled & injected me (I don't like needles), but whatever part of my brain freaks out about pain and anxiety was turned off. If breathing in laughing gas all the time didn't cause nerve damage, it would make a wonderful (but dangerous) anxiety medication. I know I felt better :)
