This post was going to be about creating interesting tags to put on presents but - THAT’S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN!
Tags that you find in a store are still in the store! There isn’t anything different about them, they’re just ho-hum tags, and so far I’ve avoided shopping unless it’s on the internet! I know, I know, your thinking, “that’s the fun of the holidays, shopping!” In that case I say to you, “You must not have enough to do, or be disgustingly young to want to battle the crowds during the holiday season!” The older I get, the less I want to go to any mall, and shop!
Hear’s My Story…
Today while wrapping presents with my husband Les, I mentioned to him, we needed to remember this particular gift was for Chris. Again, no tags! His reply was, “Why don’t you use a marker, and write on the package?” Well, by golly that’s a clever idea, why don’t I? Let me just interject that in years past, never in a million years would this have been an acceptable solution! Does this mean I’m getting lazy? Or just old? Clearly, there isn’t any good answer!
After thinking about Les’ suggestion, I remembered two paint pens in my studio that to this day, I had never used. One is gold, and one is silver. After searching high, and low in my studio that desperately needs to be cleaned up, and organized, I was able to find the silver paint pen!
Feeling particularly tickled about finding a so-called, needle in a haystack, I ran to the dining room with the pen, shaking it up, and down all the way through my kitchen. This was going to be good, I could be creative while writing a greeting right on top of the brown paper! Can you see how optimistic I was? However, as I pulled off the top to the paint pen, it flew out of my hands, and there I was looking down at a “spongy thingie” that clearly had fallen out of the pen itself. CRAP! CRAP! CRAP! As I looked to see where the lid had flown, I realized there was silver paint not just all over my hands, but…..
Clearly the devil made her do it!
Several months have gone by with me thinking, someday after the dining room table gets scratched, I wanted to stencil and paint it. The table already had some scratches, but until today – no silver paint. I love different ways of expressing myself, but who knew I’d be bamboozled into a furniture project by my very own muse?