Monster Birthday Wishes

So I'm still learning how to best use my alcohol ink markers, and playing around with mixing Bics, Sharpies, and Spectrum - plus a Prismacolor blender pen. I like to mix it up. I can't believe this is my first time playing along over at Annabelle Stamps - "Anything Goes" this week, so you can hardly go wrong there. Since I think this monster makes a perfect little boy birthday card, I'm also entering it over at The Pink Elephant, which is challenging us to make "Masculine Birthday" projects this week.

Supplies: Annabelle Stamps image & sentiment; Memento Tuxedo Black ink; papers from Bo Bunny; Mod Podge Dimensional Magic; multiple marker brands; bling from Dollarama

After colouring my monster, I painted his balloon, his eyes, tooth, and toenails with Dimensional Magic. I love that stuff :) 

Not much to chat about, unless you want to hear minute details of a malfunctioning digestive tract...Riley is sick once again, after spending two weeks at home in April. The poor kid. It looks like he will need to undergo dietary sensitivity testing as a next step. As I keep saying, that's going to be a real blast since kids with autism don't already come with multiple food-based issues....insert sarcasm there. So, I'm going to go back to, uh, cleaning the bathroom. 

On a lighter note, my Mother's Day flowers came today! Rob ordered flowers for his mom, and for me. Her flowers arrived on time - mine, not so much. The florist that the national centre deals with here in town is about to close, and apparently my order fell through a billion cracks. Rob called at least 5 times on Friday, and countless emails and phone calls up to YESTERDAY still couldn't figure out what went wrong. So they're finally here, and now they're free. And, they came with a spectacular message:

Impossible to get a good photograph in my kitchen. Anyhow, it reads: "Feed the F*****G seals." That would be a Charlie quote from The Newsroom, the first season of which Rob & I have now watched 3 times. If he'd written something romantic I might have died of shock.

xoxo,

Jessi