Our Sweeney Todd door is slowly coming along. We've had a few slip-ups along the way, though, including printer failure, lack of a glue stick, the need for creative picture editing, paper deficiency, and me hitting my head on the cinder block wall (I have a nice goose-egg now; tender to the touch, but at least it doesn't hurt as much anymore)...We still need to complete the signs, buy more paper for the windows, and edit the pictures we currently have to make them work. (We had a dress up day as Sweeney Todd and Mrs. Lovett, which was epic!) My favorite picture would have to be either the one where Sweeney (moi) is going to slit Mrs. Lovett's (the Roomie's) throat with his razor (construction paper and painters tape), or the candid shot of an injured Sweeney holding a cold can of Orange Crush to his head, while trying to open a bottle of Tylenol with one hand. I have the cap from the bottle in my mouth, and I'm attempting to pour the pills into my hand. Frustrating at the time, but oh-so-funny now :)
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hahahaha! your pain and aggravation made my day.
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Sarah....
ReplyDeleteI'm glad that you are able to take my frustrations and laugh at them. From anyone else, I might be offended, but I know you too well ;)
Sadly, Robby, I'm not too keen on posting too much personal information on this blog, kinda the same reason why I don't have a FaceBook or MySpace....
Ugh, sorry about the trauma to the brain Em... sounds like it was that kind of week. I took two shots myself.
ReplyDeleteI'm with Robby on the pictures, would love to see The Sweenster in person (and the egg on your melon... Ouch!) ... but I understand.
if it makes you feel better, fate has turned the tables. today was truly traumatic.
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