So, who wants to help me build an empire and prove shitty people wrong?
It looks, as sad as the option is, as if I might have to close up shop on the teddy bears.
Unfortunately, I was never blessed with the opportunity to watch your television show throughout the last 25 years, for one reason or another.
Had difficulty sleeping last night. Grabbed Mario and went to our little bed, tossing the covers to the side because it was awfully hot.
SO, thanks to you fellas, I'm pretty damned close to selling my fiftieth bear on Etsy! Yee ha!!! That to me is quite a cute little milestone.
Well, the bad news is, for those of you that have followed my story, is that I lost the farm out in the middle of nowhere.
Sitting here, the second day of a dismal grey mess in the sky, a week now since a disastrous break up working up a pair of socks for a partner I no longer have.
As I've mentioned before, my knits are a reflection of a rural life in solitude.
Was just informed by my partner on facebook, not face to face, but on facebook that our relationship was done.
When I'm not working up something in yarn, I write gothic fiction. For those of who have asked to see me in motion, or wanted to know what this voice of mine is like, you know have the opportunity.