email list, and through the occasional meeting. So, for my birthday, we got girls. But hopefully some of you will read this, or see us on the BBC, and be inspired to make a change yourselves.
And my life is in utter chaos. Oh did Grand Central blow the garden store out of the water. But I can never just finish a hat with a normal top, I have to make it sprout like the magical creatures that hats truly want to be.
If I were, perhaps I would consider my bike to be CURSED.
It's meant as a summery sunhat, which is why I made the brim wide and curvy.
The thing is, I love hills.
" he cried, tears spurting everywhere.
I've been riding a lot thanks to the low car diet my family is still on, and Saturday night was no exception.
Have I already mentioned that I like a challenge? The night before the fair entries were due, I invited Larissa over to craft together, enlisting my husband to remove the children for the evening.
The entry wasn't due for three more days.
We'll have local beer and wine. I know it's such a small impact. But at least I won't be selling you wrapping paper or frozen cookie dough. "We have to take those girls," I told my husband, and he looked at me, shocked. Hmmm, I thought, I love the idea of trapezoids right now! I really love what I did here, it's a riff on black and white, formal dress and casualness, domesticity and art and technology.
I thought it might be entertaining to take you through the way I've reacted to this whole-cloth life change.
I mean, really, seeds and fountains have nothing on marionberry jammers and the best ginger molasses cookies in town. Our two vans were packed full of bagels, bananas, monstrous jars of peanut butter, blocks of cheese, cold cooked red potatoes and eggs.
"We have to take those girls," I told my husband, and he looked at me, shocked.
We'll, most importantly, have stuff to buy.
I thought, so I started adding cables in the front.
I probably won't come away from this conference having learned a valuable new skill. Oh yes, and I had money burning a hole in the bottom of my hand-knitted purse, and the babies had sitting. Maybe I'll save those for October. " "Oh I don't have a friend!
It was a really, really good cause.
I weaved in ends and then I began the hand-quilting. From state fair knitting to Tri-met riding, I'm willing to give my uniquely passionate-and-wacky perspective.