After I got out of therapy, I was pretty exhausted and hurting by the time I got to my nana’s. At first, it was pretty boring between the two of us. We didn’t find anything to do until late into our visit. We went back to our crafty ways and made some trees by using brown paper bags and we had like 100 bags and we are only going to use like three. Well, when I got up this morning, my nana put a comment up on my Facebook and she said that my papaw wants a few for his railroad upstairs. So you know we’re going to have to make some for him. The first two look like bushes instead of trees. When my nana went back to see how to made them and did one like the one on the screen, I would honestly take the bushes instead. I didn’t like them. After attempting that, one of us talked about doing the “Jack-O-Lanterns” with water or milk jugs. I did the first one with a sharpie and apparently permanent marker comes off a lot easier on plastic than it does anything else. The water jugs had holes on the sides and I didn’t think it was going to work, but I just tried my hardest to stay inside the hole to do the mouth. It looks like it’s screaming. They always say “silence is the most powerful scream” so there you go, When I got done with that one, my nana found a few others on Google and one of them was you draw the eyes and mouth of the side where the handle is and you cut them out and when you’re finished, get some lights and put them inside. It’s your very own Jack-O-Lantern, but less messy. While we were working on these, I really wanted to listen to music so I found a metal channel on my papaw’s TV. He came in towards the end of me doing the Plast-O-Lantern and there was a song called, “Addicted to Pain” by Alter Bridge and he literally said, “Addicted to pain. Yup, that’s me.” I told him about five times that he could change it, but he never did.