It's 110 degrees here in Oklahoma City. I may not survive the summer. I may not survive the week. The air conditioner at the house BROKE yesterday. Yes, it is so hot that the HEAT BREAKS AIR CONDITIONERS. I got home from work yesterday - and coming in from the oven we call 'OKC,' the 85 degree interior of the house felt nice and cool. My roommate and his cousin were in the den, killing people via video game. They were complaining about how hot it was, but I thought- well, get out of the room with a giant billboard size TV which emits its own death rays of heat and come into the living room where it's a few degrees cooler.
The illusion of coolness did not last long. I sat down at my worktable to finish up a Halloween project. I love Halloween so much that I started a couple of Halloween projects LAST week. I finished the first- and love it, but it'll be a bit before I reveal that one. The second one, that I finished while sitting in an oven, yesterday- well, it's too cute to save for any amount of time. I'll be posting all about it, once I get pictures of the finished little guy. (That was a hint.)
Well. As I finished up my project through sheets of sweat pouring from my forehead and stinging my eyes, I began to feel weird. Like a "light-headed, confused, heart pounding WHO AM I?!" kind of weird. I managed to whisper 'HOTEL' before I passed out. Yes. In times of emergencies, I retreat to a hotel- not to an....I don't know- EMERGENCY ROOM? So, I spent the rest of the evening recovering and rehydrating in the cool 65 degree privacy of a quiet hotel room.
The good times don't end with a near death experience in an oven, I also found out that my drivers license is expired. The guy at the hotel's front desk looked at me like a lunatic when it became clear that I had no idea whatsoever that it expired two months ago. I'm sorry, but isn't it the job of liquor store cashiers and nightclub bouncers to warn me of impending identification expirations?
Oh! Before I go and while I'm here, I'd like to officially declare the death of the 'vintage bingo card' and share with you some exciting new stencils/templates from those classy hardworkers over at The Crafter's Workshop.
Now if those (or my awkward formatting) don't inspire you to greatness, I don't know what will do the job. I'll be back soon with more excitement! And by soon, I mean soon. Not a week. Promise. Swear on a stack of hotel bibles. They're all available over at the SUPAH-STORE at Scrapbook.com. Pick up a few or pick up them all, and while you're at it, pick up a few for me. I'll pay you back with cocktails and jokes. Don't worry, I'm good for it.
-kory
