You must not have read the angry tweets from Trump voters about their small tax refunds.

Crewel is embroidery with wool. You usually put the pattern on your fabric and then you can use whatever stitches you like to embroider the design. You need a needle like a tapestry needle, with a big eye for the wool, but sharper.

It’ll be up on Etsy shortly!

I make beef wellingtons at least once a year. Surely I don’t need all my arteries, do I?

It’s been a rough few weeks over here.

Ugh, I’m so sorry.

I have talked about deciding to adopt a Native American child ( I am a Native American and I was adopted myself). I thought that maybe a cousin’s child might be available, but there is already a huge support system in place. But, I did meet a tribal chairman who suggested just calling the tribal social services office…

PUPPY! DOLPHIN NOISES! That little guy clearly needs something old man, like Alfred or Clarence. 

Hey SNS! My Paris trip is booked!

That dog is baby, but will one day be a man. Name him Wilfred.

Yep; and if I had the life I thought I wanted at 19, I would have been miserable now. So it all worked out!

I’m working on my very first quilt for my best friend’s baby shower . I just completed square 1 of 15 (that have appliqué). It’s a bit rough but hopefully that just gives it charm? Maybe? All put together it will be a landscape of Dino’s on green squares (that photographed gray 🙄) and blue sky with clouds and pteroda…

I like Baxter a lot! Great suggestion!

Regarding #6 lots of people aren’t where they expected when they turn 30, 40, 50.

Oh god the crows one is everything.

Heh, my Starbucks name is Larry. It’s not my name but it surprises my friends when we “go get coffee”.

Replying to let you know you are not alone. I am 32 with about 6 years of recovery from bulimia and all six of my front top teeth are more or less fake (either implants or crowns). The dental stuff sucks and is often like the last piece of recovery, if you want to look at it that way. It can be a long and difficult…

Hey everyone! Still doing well, after the stomach virus that literally almost killed me by causing heart failure. Ugh. I'm still so glad to be home from the ICU, and I'm appreciating the little things like not having blood drawn every morning at four o'clock, and being able to eat more than Italian Ice and apple…

Wanted to drop in and tell everyone thank you. I’ve had a tough year-ish, and took a break from Jez while I floundered, but when I came back it was like walking into a hug. All of you are amazing. All of you deserve amazing things.

We all know who really destroyed veg that size...