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31 Tags of Halloween: Day 25

My day began at 3:20 a.m. when the cat urped on my comforter. Nothing like doing laundry in the middle of the night and then having to use a throw blanket for warmth... I'm a bit tired today, as you can imagine, but if that's the worst thing that happens, I'll be okay.

For today's tag, I decided to just randomly grab a piece of scrapbook paper and go from there. I like the direction I took and will finish it out when I get home later. All supplies are Tim Holtz except for the twine.

I gathered a tag, Tim Holtz Halloween paper stash (cobwebs!), Salvage Stickers, Halloween Typography letters, Distress Ink in Black Soot, and Glossy Accents.

First, I traced, cut out and glued the web paper to the tag.

Next, I edged the tag in Black Soot.

After that, I grabbed two stickers for my '31' and added Glossy Accents to the backs of them to give them better sticking power.

I lined up a ruler on my tag and taped it to my workstation to keep it in place and then dry fitted my letters along the straight edge. Satisfied, I glued the letters in place. 


After the letters dried, I added a double thickness of the twine. When I get home, I'm going to add some charms to the twine.

I'm really excited for this weekend! We'll be having a small fire in our jack o' lantern chiminea on Friday night and Saturday night we're supposed to go watch some spooky storytelling. What spooky things are you doing?
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