I was in a FOWL mood on Monday. Like kicking inanimate objects and then cussing when they hit back fowl. And I mean fowl not foul BTW. I mean mean fuzzy headed chicken pecking fowl. I put myself in time out and tried to stay away from anyone and anything that I could upset with the wrong word or the right word said in the wrong way. And then I got this in the mail - And inside was this - And the world was right again. Because my friend Denise – her real name because she is so awesome and deserves to have people know that – has been sending me little gifts and art that seem to always arrive at the darkest time of my roller coaster emotional life. She’s sending me these things because one of those things that went around on Facebook at the beginning of the year about sending ten people something you’ve made. "A brilliant idea!" I thought when I shared it and ten folks signed up for an arty gift from me. "A stupid idea!" I thought when I realized it was October and I wasn’t even close to making something, let alone having a freaking clue what I should, could and would make. Good thing I can’t remember a single person I promised to gift with my creative good. But Denise, Denise is winning – not only with quality and quantity but also with her timing. Denise remembered an obscure thing I said a few posts ago about life being good when you squint away the icky stuff and she made it into ART. Denise is awesome that way. She listens and then takes feelings and makes them pretty. Denise has always been fantastic at making things into art. For our first house, she made a fantastic book/photo album for us. I mean look at the thing! Isn't it a wonder to behold? It's held together with an actual paint stirrer from Home Depot AND nuts and bolts! She even made windows. And a door that OPENS! In fact, we used this book to show immigration that Husband and I were really married not Green Card married. And I think the immigration guy was SO impressed, he ignored the "we met online" and "got married in Vegas" stuff and the fact that Husband is Scottish and I am crazy and gave us the "Welcome to America temporarily" card anyway. How cool is that?
So on your worst days, I hope you have a Denise in your life. Because with people like Denise helping you squint away the icky stuff, life IS good. GO DENISE!!!
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