Crafting woes

I worked a lot on the baby books today. Made all the page bases - it was long, tedious and boring as I knew it would be. Working with double-sided tape is always a pain in the derriere, at least for me. Since I'm genetically damaged where gluing/sewing/cutting/drawing anything in a straight line is concerned, lining up 24 individual stripes of double sided tape proved a serious challenge. One that I promptly lost, as always. I don't think there was a single one that got lined up the way I'd have liked it to be. But that can't be helped. Some people are tone deaf. I "have a crease in the pupils", as the late Sister Richardis once so eloquently put. I have learned to live with my impaired sense of direction - since I had no other choice.

On the bright side, we had choir practice today, which is always fun. And it turned out that Erica's second grandchild is going to be a girl, which is great, as it means I can add some pink and lace and frills to Baby Book #3. Yay! I have more than enough of the girly stuff that needs to be used up.

On Sunday we'll sing in the National Gallery, together with the children's choir. It's exciting; the Gallery has fantastic acoustics, and the environment is accordingly inspiring. The only sad part is that Mum can't attend. She'd love to, but as she can't get into a car, taking her there isn't an option. Plus, sitting in a strange environment, on a probably uncomfortable chair for two hours wouldn't do, either. *sigh*