Dance Prop - Sign

Hi! It's me! Back from the ... road, I guess!

The title of my post is Dance Prop - Sign,

because, well, it's a sign that we needed for our

Nationals number we'll be doing in

Orlando next week; but more importantly ...

I got to paint!! I painted!!

I'm. So. Happy.!!

That's enough, I don't want to be too

wordy after being silent for so long, it might

throw us all into some sort of shock.

 

I tried to take enough step-by-step pics

so that explanations wouldn't really be necessary

for each photo. I always use tracing paper

and make a pattern of all of my letters/words first,

then I can play with spacing.  I chose the

granny/grampa pics because our number

is titled Church Ladies and it very much fits

our dance!  I included two pics (although not very

good ones ~ sorry) at the end, that I was able

to take during rehearsal last week.

Enjoy! 

This is the sign from March, which

replaced the sign from February,

and is now being replaced with a July version.

;)

Peace, Granny!!

 

~ Peace Out ~

One more photo if you've read this far;

today is my birthday.

This is the first pic I've actually been in

on purpose since my episode in December.

I mean, there's always that random

photo where I'm in the background talking

or chewing or making a bizarre facial contortion ~ 

those pics rear their ugly heads more often than

I'm completely comfortable with.

  I had lots of inflammation after

my emergency surgery, inside and out, and

I've had to change my diet and be religious about

it.  No sodas, no gluten ...I won't bore

you but it's been really tough, and requires

much longer stays in the grocery aisle reading

labels.  Which, by the way, are printed with such

unnecessarily tiny print ... and I already have

to hold the box out as far as my arm will

reach to read the label ... it's a long, long

trip to the grocery store, is what I'm saying.

I believe I'll start ordering my GF

foods online.  From the privacy of my own

home.  Where I can enlarge the print to

max x4000 and no one has to know.

Shh.  Don't tell!

 PPS  Yes, it's 1200 degrees outside

and I'm wearing my sweater.
I told you I was getting old!!