Yesterday, I had an uncontrollable surge of creativity, which resulted in 25 handmade notecards.  No idea where that came from.  Maybe the moon was in Saturn, or something.  It was SO uncontrollable that I found myself in the bathroom with scissors in one hand and a hunk of hair in the other.  I swear I had an urban mullet.  Margie can call it a ( Read more... )