Happy Birthday to Allyson!
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The Minearverse 6: Fiery Thread of Death
[NAFDA] "There will be an occasional happy, so that it might be crushed under the boot of the writer." From Zorro to Angel (including Wonderfalls, The Inside and Drive), this is where Buffistas come to anoint themselves in the bloodbath. Oh, and help us get Terriers dvds!
Happy birthday, Allyson!
I've always thought decoupage is one craft I might not be half bad at. I've never gotten up the gumption to actually try it though.
I am really happy with it, but it is taking a while to kniot since I can't easily take it on the subway anymore (it's approaching 24" long and is at least 20" wide).
For a while, I was semi-regularly seeing a woman pull out an enormous piece of knitting on the train -- maybe a man's sweater? I tried not to stare. But it was ENORMOUS. Either she finished, gave it up on the commute, or we have just been off each other's schedules....
Happy birthday, Allyson!
For a while, I was semi-regularly seeing a woman pull out an enormous piece of knitting on the train -- maybe a man's sweater? I tried not to stare. But it was ENORMOUS. Either she finished, gave it up on the commute, or we have just been off each other's schedules....
This is why hats, socks or mittens are so much better to do on the go.
Whoops, Happy Birthday Allyson!
Happy Birthday Allyson!
Happy Birthday, Allyson!!!
Happy birthday, Allyson! I hope you got flowers and treats and good friends celebrating your awesomeness.
I woke up to Kristen bringing home lattes and breakfast and a dozen roses and a new purse! Then I went out to lunch with a friend. I got stuck working much later at work than I wanted (i put in for half a day) so I didn't get to spend the afternoon with Mona in Griffith Park (boo).
Then I had dinner with Paula and Kristen. Paula got me a ticket to the Red Sox game! Whoot!
And then I got drunk, took the dog for a walk, couldn't navigate the poop bag, and couldn't find the poop in the dark. But someone was walking behind us, so I PRETENDED to pick up the poop I couldn't in fact find.
Then I fell down.
Then we came home and had carvel ice cream cake. But not Fudgie the Whale because Kristen correctly assumed it wouldn't have made the trip from her work to the apartment without becoming Fudgie the Puddle.