Li'l Stinker

Here's the next layout I completed using my October Counterfeit Kit.  The pictures really don't do this one justice at all, the pinks should be that bright Picked Raspberry featured in my last layout, but here it looks almost like salmon, blech!  Well, you'll just have to use your imagination!  Once again I had a blast playing with my Cameo, using it to cut the title (I even figured out how to download and use a free font, thanks to a Youtube video I found here), rosettes, pink buttons, butterflies, and these wicked chevron arrows:

And here's a close-up of the journaling, pretty simple this time:

It's true, she's always making faces and using this devil voice she has to sing "Twinkle Twinkle" - it's hilarious!  Here's the sketch I used from Creative Scrappers (yay, I'll make it on time this month!):

Ever have one of those days?  Let me take a moment to tell you about mine!  It was -10 last night, and while we are no strangers to the cold, it just caught me off guard.  Luckily, I unpacked all our winter gear yesterday, but still have yet to find the ice scraper for the car.  So we're late getting out of the house (forgot to budget extra dressing time for the gloves and toques and such), and the car is completely iced up, can't see a thing, and I have a 9:15 appointment for Hunter to get his nards chopped off and his head looked at, so I have to put the kennel in the car, and oh look, it's full of ice!  Poor Hunter, at least the vet clinic is only a 5 minute drive away.  Yes, kids, I know we're going to be late for school, but just blame your mom, I don't mind.  The vet clinic is on the same block as the school, isn't that wonderfully convenient.  Only it isn't, because this vet clinic is closed on Mondays.  Huh, must have made the appointment at the other vet clinic, but where in Vanderhoof is that other clinic?  Let's go ask the friendly people at the tourist info center.  The clinic's another 15 minute drive out of town, and there's an orange warning on my dash saying that my tires are low, fill them up with air.  Well, I would if I knew how (that's what men are for, isn't it?) and if I had the time, but I gotta book it out to Braeside.  Finally find the place, get Hunter booked in and everything seems fine, whew!  Fast forward to 3 p.m. when I pick up the kids from school, and I'm all like, "Hey, Nolan, the vet is going to put a microchip in Hunter for identification, cool, eh?" and he says, "Hunter already has a microchip,  he came from the breeder with one!"  So, I just spent $55 for nothing - lovely, this day keeps getting better.  Oh, and Hunter didn't have just one cyst in his head, it was more like 4 or 5, right down to the bone, so the final bill was $700 +.  Wow, I think I'm just gonna go to bed now, g'night.