Ah, choices

So here, in all of its modesty, is the invitation that I made to invite people tour 25th wedding anniversary bash. It's Basic Grey (Origins) and a text stamp - Dawn Houser at Inkadikado. Honestly, I've never met one of her images or calligraphy stamps that I didn't like. Or have to own. I've had this stamp for ages and as you know I've been stressing for ages over these silly invitations as well; so I shouldn't be surprised that a stamp that I almost consider an old friend is the one that does the trick for me huh? Mr Dunnit liked it too. And then I ran out of paper (four A6 cards from a 12" sheet is the best I can do, madam). So Mr Dunnit suggests I stop worrying and use something else. Well he would, wouldn't he? He has absolutely no idea how long it took me to choose these three tiny pieces and how much I worried about them being cheerful and representative and maybe possibly even vaguely tasteful. So then I did choose again, I forced myself to stay at my desk until I'd done the number that I needed.

And this one emerged. Same sketch (I couldn't possibly have changed the sketch as well, I mean, it's getting on to be a 26th anniversary party as it is!) This one is made using new My Minds Eye papers - Oh La La to be precise. As on the other, the only touch of silver is the embossed text. So have I created a choice monster? Is it either/or? It is not. I stacked them alternately and forced myself to write and address them in the order they came off the pile. After all, our friends and family won't know that some of them were different, and of course, just like Mr Dunnit, they won't begin to understand the agonies I went through, just to choose. For goodness sake, it was harder than choosing my Mr Right!