"V" is Very Very, EX-TRA-OR-DI-NARY
““E” is even more than anyone that you adore, and Love is all that I can give to you ... ”
That song always reminds me of The Parent Trap. Back when Lindsay Lohan was cute.
Any who, HI! Hello :)
I know it's been a while but I'm back, and boy does it feel good. I started this post off with a Love theme because it's based off of my Valentine's Day craftyness.
Ya see ... back in January, I was cleaning, because I do that from time to time, and stumbled upon a box that I've kept throughout the years. It's filled with greeting cards that I've gotten and secret letters between my friends and I (don't worry, we didn't write anything about you ... maybe). I started reading through a few and I'm not going to lie ... sh*t got emotional. When I get greeting cards, I appreciate them because they're usually funny or have a nice, encouraging note written by a loved one. But have you ever gone back to read them after years of storing them in your closet? Do it. I promise your heart strings will be strung and you will appreciate the note 100x more than when you first received it.
After I dabbed away my joyful tears, I realized that I have done a crappy job of keeping up with all of the awesome people in my life. It's not that I don't care about them or don't want to hang out, but you know how it goes: work, yoga, hobbies, eating, sleeping, showering, significant others, chores, LIFE. Still, a nice little note or text or call or sharing a cupcake with someone special, can remind them that you do, in fact, still remember they exist.
So as a first step in trying to reconnecting with these awesome people, I crafted some Valentine's Day cards, and, might I say, they came out pretty freaking beautiful. They're not perfect, but neither are you and I still love you. Ideally, I would've made one for EVERY person on my VIP list, but I ran out of time =/ so if you didn't get one, don't hate me. I'll try to keep up with birthdays and other holidays.
Here's how they turned out:
By the way, the coffee mug one was sent with a real coffee mug, not just a drawing of one. I'm not that cruel. And don't be creeped out by the syringe; she's a nurse.
Can't wait for the next holiday!
