I HAVE THE BLISTERS TO SHOW FOR IT

If they don't already, there really should be a warning label on glue guns that you will, with all certainty, burn your fingers should you decide to use one. I had been thinking of a little craft project while out on the truck, and decided to act on it while I am at my Mom's house. It's simple really, find yourself a round Styrofoam ball, or any circular object, and cover it in buttons. I used solely metal buttons, gold and silver, and different sizes of balls, and after muttering to myself under my breath a few times, and at first hating the looks of it, grew to like it as I finished it. Not sure if the mere fact that I finished it, weighed heavily on the liking part of it or not. My Mom didn't have any qualms about claiming the gold one as hers and proudly took possession of it and placed it on her dining room table. I tend to go more towards silver, so I made one for me, and since I had so many more gold buttons than silver, I went ahead and made a smaller one as well. If I can handle getting more blisters on my fingers from the glue gun, I just may have a stab at making one more today since I have quite a few more buttons to use.

While I was busy causing pain and mayhem on my fingers, Craig had a leisurely day on Sunday driving under 300 miles into Wheeler Ridge, CA to set up for his delivery of the frozen french fries in Oxnard this morning. No doubt when he goes empty he will either get sent to Port Hueneme for pineapples or maybe up Highway 101 to pick up strawberries. I don't really care much what he gets, as long as he swings back by French Camp, CA on his way back and picks me up. I could use some TLC for my mangled fingers!