Hello. I'm back. Hi everyone. I just needed to make myself a new cookie cutter to feel better. My husband sure is lucky, huh? No quick trip for large diamonds. (Although smaller jeans might do the trick some days...) I don't eat 1/2 gallon of ice cream in one sitting. (Although, I can, and have and I will tell you that did NOT feel good.)
I love the feeling of making myself a brand new cutter. It's shiny and, well, new and it holds endless possibilities. And usually I cut myself in the process so I get to remember my accomplishment for days. (Don't let that part scare you away from making your own cutters. I'm a "rusher." I rush everything. Sure, I should take it slow and calm and gently cut and file and shape, but hello! I'm in a bad mood, I want to feel better NOW! I didn't have time for patience.)
(Which may or may not be a shade of pink. But just for today, let's call it coral. Because we're all imaginary friends here, right?) My point here is that I feel better. And I'll see you all tomorrow.
Oh, and if you want to see how I made my cutter, CLICK HERE.