Rockets red glare and bombs bursting, baby!
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Living vicariously through others with grace and elegance. Okay, no, I'm actually trying to find my own life by stalking the shit out of it!
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
I hate being in a hurry.
Just a quick post this morning to show one of my projects. This is an afghan I made for my dad as his Christmas present for 2004. Yeah, so I didn't finish it until a month ago, but it's the thought, ok? Besides, I made a bedspread for my mom's Christmas gift that took almost a year to make. I'll post it later.
Rockets red glare and bombs bursting, baby!
Hope everyone has a great day!
Rockets red glare and bombs bursting, baby!
Hope everyone has a great day!
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8 comments:
Woo hoo! you took the blog leap! I'll be bookmarking your site so I can visit again. Always enjoy your comments over at Mossy Cottage. Lisa in Oregon
Nifty. And the pet pictures are always good!
Welcome to the blog world Stalker Angie. I came by way of Mossy Cottage. Yes, I too stalk Ryan.
Cute pup-dog and nice flag afgan!
Yay! More Mossy Cottage friends! Welcome to the blog ladies. You are welcome to stop by anytime you would like.
I'm not sure how often I plan to be updating. It really depends on how interesting my days are. Hee!
Have a great day!
hey stalker angie-
welcome to blog world. glad to have you here. heard about it through norma altho I guess I could say I heard about norma through ryan.. incestuous little group we have going here eh? glad to have you around.
anj
purlewe.typepad.com
Welcome to the blog Anj! Glad to see that you stopped by. Feel welcome to stop in whenever, the door is always open.
I don't really see it as incestuous. Ok, maybe a little since Cuzzin Tom is in the mix, but he's a monk. Which only makes it weirder. Great. Let me just scare off any new readers in the comments. Way to go, me. Sheesh.
Welcome to the blogosphere to my favourite stalker and polar opposite.
I think you're blowing your cover.
Stephanie
(yarn harlot)
Who wonders if now she can stalk YOU.
Ah yes, the cover may be blown, but one never knows where I might be lurking. Who might I stalk next? And feel free to stalk away! I always wondered what it would be like to be the Stalkee instead of the Stalker.
And welcome to the blog to my favorite Canadian Harlot. I feel so worldly now.
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