Martha Stewart I am NOT

I just want to be creative. You know be able to write things that inspire, but it's hard to read Texan slang. Or even sew pretty things, not possible; I am that person that almost failed home economics. My apron was NOT pretty. How about taking pretty pictures, surely I could do that right. Not even with the most advanced digital cameras. I tried to take a picture of my grand daughters little feet, you know like the professionals do. The ones that make you go, ohhhhh how cute and chubby. All mine looked like was feet... and it was ewwwww not ohhhhh. Then the idea came to me, scrap booking. I have lots of friends that can help, if they can do it I am sure I can too. But no..... I have bought about $300 worth of little pretty things to stick here and glue there and cut with these and punch holes with that. So I spread it all out on the bed and began. One picture at a time I thought, just take one at a time. I took out some pretty paper to put the picture on and adjusted the picture just so. I thought, "okay that looks good" but I needed to trim the picture just a little. So I took some of the "special scrap booking scissors" and cut the picture.... damn to much. Back to the printer to print another picture. Okay, lets try this again. I cut it okay this time, and I was going to be adventurous and do a "rub transfer" (fancy term huh) of her name on the picture. Damn again, the "Z "rubbed off with the "Y" and I couldn't figure out how to make that "Z" into an "A". Back to the damn printer again. Well this time the rubbing worked, now time to glue the damn picture to the page. I think this is the only thing that worked out okay, I managed to do that correctly. It only took 2 hours and the first page is complete. I think I need a drink and a zanax. Martha can have this damn "relaxing" shit, I will take driving in Houston traffic before I do another page.