Forgot about these…

This new year is off to a great start. I am 98% done cleaning out my sewing room. I’ve never seen so much carpet on the floor in there! That last 2% of clutter to be organized is gonna take a little while. I’ve come to the conclusion that I have far, far more ribbon than I’d initially thought I had…which means it’s gonna take that much longer to spool up. Oh well. It’ll be done soon and I’m gonna take some pictures because no one will believe that the room was ever so tidy.

Hey, I was taught that a creative mess is better than tidy idleness.

Okay, okay, so a “mess” does not mean tornado carnage, but still. I love to do what I do and I especially love that I have a room dedicated to it. I swear I’m one of the luckiest girls on the planet.

Today, I was going through some pictures in preparation for posting the unfortunate adventure I was on during the latter part of November and early December and discovered a few images from the night before everything went way wrong.

This is me:

And I love to make shortbread cookies…by hand.

Hey, I do what I gotta do in order to get the job done!

I dunno. Those were just such a surprise to find with what I’ll be posting about in the coming days.

See, the bad adventure wasn’t my own. Meet my best friend, Eddie:

He’s the kind of guy who’ll go anywhere, do anything, whatever, because we only live once (in this incarnation anyway.) If I can’t sweet talk my husband into going to a silly event in Hollywood, I call Eddie. Actually, it has gotten to the point where I don’t even really try asking Jason anymore. I know what the answer will be. He’s been friends with Eddie since junior high and can vouch for Eddie’s sense of adventure.

(In fact, it has been said that there is no way in hell that I could sweet talk Jason into going to a New Kids concert with me, but Eddie…? Well, not only would he go, he’d make it a point to have fun one way or another!)

So, when bad things happen to good guys, it’s…well…it’s just downright unfortunate.

Comments are closed.