One must always no their limits and be aware of their own weaknesses....

The drive home seemed to be going well until I ran into a parking lot on the 403 and then the Red Hill had ramp closures to the QEW and so I took the exit they said not knowing which way to go. Needless to say I turned the wrong way and had a little adventure in amongst my drive home. But it was fun to scrapbook, water fight and eat fries under the bridge.
In visiting Cindy's house this weekend, I helped her redistribute the stock that she had accumulated in her office/craft room. As we went through the merchandise, I found pretty things. This one ended up on me.

It was fun to wear to church and have people look but not ask. Some were brave enough to ask about the tattoo. At work, I was complimented on my nice tattoo. Draw in a chain around that neck and it will look like a beautiful necklace.
I had some fun at my sisters house. We were lucky to go down under the bridge for fries and then they exercised their patience as I took some photographs like this
