Sorry, but I have to do it.
Nike just re-endorsed Michael Vick. I find that very disturbing.
And I find the fact that they say he has changed now, because he is doing 'public service',
It may be my 20 years working in a maximum security prison, but folks, EVERY SINGLE PERSON who is CAUGHT, is sorry.
Sorry for what??? Ah, there's the rub.
Anyway, I just want to say here, that I will NEVER buy a Nike product again. Nada.
OK, moving on, cause I could stump my way across America on this one.
27 more followers for 300!! And then a giveaway. It will be a good one, I promise. You can even make suggestions if you like.
Does this bag scream summer, or what, with a burlap strap.
And a smaller, bright bag, with a funky braided strap.
And how about a purple table runner??
Lois finished this one yesterday, a soft, cushy sock rug in blue, pink and turquoise. Looks like a baby's room to me.
Here it is, July already. In the Adirondacks, and especially in the Lake George region, the influx of tourists changes everything.
I tend to keep a low profile, as I think a lot of locals do. It is crowded everywhere.
We are having a family picnic, and hopefully avoiding all the crowds.
And here is a wall hanging that I made some time ago. I think I will be making more of them. I really like them, and they are wicked fun.
And hey, isn't that what it's about, wicked fun???
Roy is settled in. He is the sweetest dog ever. He doesn't bark at all. He loves his daily walk. He is the most affectionate little guy. He loves everybody.
Last night, when DH and I went out to dinner, and he stood at the door watching us leave, and five minutes later he dragged his leash in to my mother, dropped it on the floor and stood there looking at her.
Oh, yes, I think of Eddie. It takes nothing to bring me to tears. DH is the same. I would bring Eddie back in a nano second, if I could, and if he was WELL. But I know that is a pipe dream, and as I said, life goes on.
And this puppy is here, full of life, loving and trusting. He needs us, and we need him.
Loving Roy is a tribute to Ed. Every day.
He sleeps curled up next to me. I am one of those strange individuals that loves the smell of a dog. He has a sweet, puppy smell. I love the sound of his sigh, and when he wakes up in the morning, he throws his paw over my arm, as if to say, you're mine now.
Ha! Who got who here???
I told you, I'm a fool for color, and TEXTURE.
Is this crazy??? or what???
Makes me shiver.
What makes you shiver????? Keep it clean, now. But seriously, what makes your heart beat faster?
Makes you smile.?
Go ahead, finish this sentence.......
"Nothing makes me more content than.........."