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| This is the Santa I sent one of my favorite people, Karen Valentine of Valentine Design. She is such a sweet wonderful person that she actually posted a very sweet story about her gift. That's why I love to just give my Santas to friends like Karen, she made me feel that she really appreciated my gift which made it all worth it. |
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| These are her photos from her website, her photos are so much prettier than mine! Another thing to add to my "what to learn in 2011." |
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| Don't you love the white border she puts around her photos! |
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| I'm glad you liked him Karen, Merry Christmas! |
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| After all the holiday events, hugs and buffets, I ended up getting sick. So feeling cooped up and bored to death of daytime TV I started making a pink Santa? Well of coarse a pink Santa! Who doesn't have a pink Santa! |
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| Wouldn't ya love to have a pink Cadi, put down the top and go someplace , any place with a car full of girlfriends! When I found the Cadillac it was the focal point of this Santa! |
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| I thought the perfect place to put my new pink Santa would be in my sewing room where he would be surrounded with pink trees! It's amazing the effects those cold drugs can have. At a not lucid moment at 2 am I went out to the garage to get this old pink pedal car and started putting everything together. I finished at 3:30 am! When I woke up the next day it was like little elfs had been there because I don't remember half of what I did! |
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| You know I really didn't mind that I had a gecko living in my mailbox, I think he was a nice gecko who had a family and has been living in there for months. I thought we had an agreement, neither of us would bother the other! UNTIL yesterday, I pull up to the mailbox, pull out my mail and put it in the passenger seat, little did I know I had another passenger!! |
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| OMG! All of a sudden I look down and I have this gecko clinging to the front of my sweater!!!! I'm sure he was screaming in gecko language as loud as I was, well actually I can't say what I was screaming but we were both equally as shocked to be that close proximity ! I swerved, he swerved on my chest, after almost wetting my pants, hitting the curb and flinging the car door open, HE WOULD NOT LET GO! The little bugger held on like he was going for 8 seconds on a bull called Loco! Finally I flung the poor guy into the monkey grass then ran around doing the icky dance for another 8 seconds! Then of coarse ran in the house changed my sweater, in case he wet HIS pants and went to the loo. Ah the holidays, ya never know what Santa has up his sleeve! |
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| Twas the night before the party and all through the house, |
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| Not a creature was stirring except Moses the louse! |
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| All the pieces have been glued and I was so filled with glee, when I picked up the Santa and OMG felt pee! So I screamed, and said oh what do I do, what I wanted to do was to give Moses my shoe. |
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So on again, on again, I worked until dawn, I delivered the clean Santa with a big yawn. We had a new Santa but no toys and a base, bring him back after Christmas, I'm still on the case. So a full year later, toys and base just look fantastic, awaiting his pick up.......but covered in plastic!
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