Elegant your flowers are so beautiful. I was not given talent for such things. I had to ban myself from glue guns, even the tiny ones. No matter how careful I somehow manage to glue myself.
A few years ago I was glueing one little thing. I had my hair up in a clip. One hair escaped & hung across my eye, a bit past my lips, & clung to my lipgloss. Without thinking I grabbed the hair as usual & put behind my ear. Yep, glue was on my fingers so glue was on my lips, stringing on my cheek to & on my ear, & of course my hair. At least it wasn't super hot, been there, done that on my hands & legs.
My daughter was home on a "gotta do laundry" weekend & sitting in the floor with me. Hearing my drawn out "Son--of--a--Bitch" she looked up, burst out laughing & literally rolled on her side with hands on her stomach. By then I was laughing nonstop. After a while we both regressed several years into childish silliness. My husband walked in & just stood quite amusemed as we giggled in between her "I'm gonna pee in my pants" & me whining "it's not funny" while she tried to "unglue" me.