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Friday, March 02, 2012

I Have an Inkling

I was just studying my favorite Tumblr Crushed Culdesac. I was looking at all the interior decorations and I was wondering why my rooms never look like that. And it hit me...I know I have too much stuff but... I'm so prolific, and I can't sell things worth a darn, so there is no room for the new creations, but what if I treated my space like a photo studio. That is, set it up all nice like, take photos, and then just give all that stuff away. Get it out of here to free up new negative space for tomorrow's studio set up. It's not like I'm ever going to run out of stuff anytime soon. So if you are one of my friends, or one of my enemies, or one of my frienemies, look out because you may soon find yourself with a care package of weird and amazing Pigglewiggins creations. I can't afford to mail stuff to people, so if you want stuff and you don't ever see me face to face, feel free to make a request as long as you are willing to pay postage, delivery confirmation and so on. I need to free up some space for new ideas. Yep yep. Act soon before I change my mind.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Busy Day

Today I did some cross stitch on the Twilight project. But I barely got into it when I was called to dinner.

I made raisin bread today in my bread machine. When it's hot it has a crispy crust and is soft on the inside. After I wrap it and it sits over night, it is soft all the way through. I like it both ways. I was going to make chicken for dinner but no one was hungry. Later at night we had salad instead.

I've avoided the chatrooms everywhere today so I wouldn't have to hear people going on and on about Christmas. I'm a little lonely but at least I'm not aggravated.

I'm tempted to go to the Joanne's after xmas yarn sale tomorrow but I'm not sure if I'm ready to face the crowds. All their yarn is supposed to be on sale.

I thought my daughter had given up knitting and crocheting because her husband convinced her it was a complete waste of time when she could be doing something more productive. Then she taught one of his sisters how to crochet. When she told me I offered to give his sister some of my extra yarn and supplies and my daughter says, "Hey, I want some too." So I guess she is back on the wagon. The crochet wagon at least. So when she comes down to visit I'm going to give her enough yarn for the both of them.