Yesterday, I used a glue gun for the first time in my life. I was down in Chantel's basement scrap-booking room with Erica and the ever yummy Murgatroyd, who was allowed to stay home from school.
Yes, I am making a scrapbook. I am cutting and pasting and choosing colors and buttons and learning how to stress the paper. It was like being in 4th grade art class, and I loved 4th grade art class. Chantel has more art supplies than any fourth grade teacher and three work spaces. It was a perfect way to spend a January afternoon.
Get this, Greg, Chantel's husband, made us a lunch of grilled salmon, steamed spinach and baked squash. It was practically a spa day.
"This is my first experience with a glue gun," I said to Chantel, holding the gun like it was a Glock 27.
"Where were you in the 80's ?" she asked.
"I was preparing to be a novelist," I said.
"Hoity toity!" Chantel rolled her eyes.
We listened to Billie Holiday.
It was the coolest afternoon.
Thank you, Chantel. Thanks for lunch, Greg. Thanks for introducing me to your friends, Erica. Thanks for the kisses, Murgatroyd.
5 comments:
I'm nervous about glue guns and scrap books together. Why? How? For what?
It was a good afternoon. Can't wait for the next one.
I saw your name mentioned in the thank-you notes in the back of the THE DARK DIVINE. You were a great creative writing teacher. It was exciting to see that one of your students has become so successful. I really enjoyed THE DARK DIVINE!
As for glue guns, they really are useful for almost anything.
oh i love your voice so much. good thing you spent all that time preparing to be a novelist.
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