My Mah is a sewer. She made a lot of my clothes growing up. I aspired to sew… fashion seemed to be an extension of the creative side and drawing… but I never quite got a hold of the sewing[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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My Mah is a sewer. She made a lot of my clothes growing up. I aspired to sew… fashion seemed to be an extension of the creative side and drawing… but I never quite got a hold of the sewing[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I go all queasy when I see blood… I wouldn’t do well in any profession involving seeing the blood. EMT people, firemen/paramedics, doctors, nurses…. my hats off to all of you… for seeing the blood.
Harold is getting the full treatment! new stitches, a bath… good as new, indeed! What gets out coffee stains?
Happy Friday the 13th… not that I believe in bad luck or anything. Does anybody remember that board game called Superstition? I had this game as a kid. It was silly.