Flower Power Pendants Copyright 2008 Margot Potter

What's this? Madge is awake? Well, actually, Madge never really went to sleep, though she does get an "A" for effort. Is it totally stoopid for me to talk in the third person? Somebody slap me now!

I just returned from my daughter's first theatrical performance as Frumpy the Frog, a sheep and a narrator in the Twin Valley Schools Summer Camp production of Aesop's Tales. These kids learned five songs in a week! I was bowled over. Avalon was terrific and a prouder set of parents you never did see.

This morning, while chewing on a very soft fiber tablet a third of one of my molars decided to depart rather unceremoniously. Now I'm very lucky to have great teeth, particularly since my dental visits are not as frequent as they should be...like let's see a twenty year span followed by a seven year span. My last visit was a couple of weeks back and we did full x-rays and I had a clean bill of health but this little tooth was apparently playing hide the fissure. So Monday I get to go have some fun in the dental chair. The truth is, my steroids that I inhale for my asthma cause me all sorts of issues. It wouldn't be so bad if they helped my asthma, but my doctor has decided I'm steroid resistant. So, I can't freaking breathe and now my teeth are breaking...fabulous. I take calcium and I'm taking the fiber to help the calcium absorb better...but unfortunately steroids play havoc on your body. I also get insanely painful muscle cramps that have made my favorite activity of buying shoes a sometimes horrid experience not to mention cause me problems during other favorite activities which I shall leave to your vivid imaginations. Stoopid steroids.

The images above are of some pendants I whipped up this morning to show on the HHH Blog, where today the first ten people to leave comments get a fabulous prize! RUN! RUN! I explain how I made the pendants in today's Fabulous Friday Finds post.

Until tomorrow when I spread the Linky Love throughout the blogiverse...craft on with your bad selves.

xoxo
Margot