I also received an invitation for an opportunity to get published in one of Dollhouse Miniature's most popular Magazines and I accepted! Didn't want to blog about the invitation for fear that my submission to the magazine would be rejected. Why do we wait until after something is completed to tell anyone? Fear?
"For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of sound mind."2 Timothy 1:7
Please look for me in the June issue of American Miniaturist Magazine to view a parade of some of my Bridal Gowns along with other Artist's gowns and I writing a fun tutorial on how to create a Bridal Gown of your own on a mannequin as shown in the pictures. The pattern that I am going to use can be used to make a variety of dresses for your own use. Start your subscription now! I sell these little cuties on eBay.
Just finished this beautiful gown yesterday. The buyer purchased a gorgeous Emerald necklace at a Miniature Show, purchased this fabric and Waa Laa! "Swirls"
Monday afternoon I jumped from the boulder, I lost my footing, fell forward on my hands and knees. And, as I lost strength in both arms after feeling and hearing a crackle sound coming from my already injured right shoulder I dropped to the ground and bounced forward on my tummy a few inches.
Tuesday morning I went to Urgent Care. X-rays showed no broken bones. Three weeks ago I had a cortisone shot in the same shoulder to stop pain due to a torn rotator cuff. The pain went away immediately after the shot! Three whole weeks pain free! Felt great! Although no one was near me, I was pushed or coaxed into jumping. Did I hear a "Voice?" No.
My conclusion: God showed me something that interfered with the new route we were going to take our grandson on because when my hubby gently turned me over on my back I looked up at my sweet little boy standing above me carrying a cookie in each hand as he leaned down on both knees, holding his cookies high above his head, he gave me the sweetest little peck on my lips and asked me if I was okay. Can't carry food into Bear Territory. I thanked God for the fall. God protects little children.
Walked about a mile back downhill to get to our vehicle. The pain was so intense my shoulder was crying too. Very dramatic!
Hubby made a makeshift sling to carry my arm in as he threatened to call 911or take me to Emergency. I screamed, "No, no, no! The healing has already begun!" I couldn't imagine spending the night in emergency with my 2 year old grandson who kept running over to me hugging my legs as though to express, "Grandma, Thank you for taking the fall to protect us from the bears! You are wise with a sound mind."