The Hazards of Stamping


So.  I have both my clubs meeting this weekend.  And, it’s Wednesday night.  And, I still have NO idea what they are going to make.  And, I’m trying to put stuff together and nothing is coming and I’m frantically combing pinterest, stampin’ connection, and all my favorite stampin’ bloggers.  Nothing.  Nothing at all.

And, I’m so INVOLVED in scouring these interwebular spectacular inspiration-starters that I don’t notice that my arm has been resting on my staz-on ink pad.  BLACK STAZ-ON INK PAD.  For several minutes.

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That’s my arm.  With a big, black, permanent rectangle.  And an outline of a rectangle.  I’ve tried to get it off.  But, it didn’t come off.

Tomorrow is gonna be a long-sleeve day.



And, if you wanna see if I actually survive my hobby until the weekend, check back THIS SUNDAY for the Next Installment of the BEST OF stamp tour.  This month we will feature ‘Best of Flowers’.




About clkondo

I am a teacher, mother, wife, and LOVER of all things papercrafting. It's been my sanity (and sometimes insanity) for the past 10 years. I am an Independent Stampin' UP Demonstrator...which helps me pay for my passion...

7 responses »

  1. Woah! Kids at school will think its a tattoo.
    I guess if that’s the worst to ever happen you’re doing pretty good.

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  3. Too think the only thing I worry about during late night stamping stupor is falling asleep and off the chair, breaking my collarbone!!!!!!!
    I wonder if a really great tattoo artist could embellish the ink pad into an unforgettable stamper tatt!

  4. Ha ha ha Jane I love it! Crystal: Get an ink pad tat. We can discuss where it should go offline.

    Oh, I crack myself up.

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