You guys are hilarious. I love your responses to the red nylon thread and video. The mind boggles, doesn't it? Anyway, I appreciate your comments on that one, because I felt a little cruel making fun of an old(er) lady's invention. But if I'm going to hell, I'm burning with my homies.
I logged into blogger today to find I am being followed. That new jobber on the dashboard tells me who is following my blog, but it just seems sort of I don't know, stalker-ish? lemming like? Not that I want to put off my "followers," I appreciate you! But please, if I'm drinking the kool-aid, DON'T. (Oh my god how sick am I?)
Work hasn't been extraordinarily busy but I'm trying to be "good" and not blog from work. But I have been so exhausted lately, it's all I can do to stay upright until a decent hour to go to bed. I haven't stitched, I haven't blogged. I keep waking up at 3am for, you know, a few hours of being nocturnal. I haven't even been here long and people keep telling me I look tired. Fab. But the people are really nice. My office, however, old store room. No windows, wrap around counter, old water jugs. I can get a peek out the window occupied by the asst dean of business affairs whose office is directly across from mine. He has a huge dracanae in the window that has a stuffed monkey and a snake in it. I like his sense of humor--and Boston sports fan. My people!
I just wanted to let you know that I still exist, even if I am dragging my ass around. I need to get some energy! I have things to do.
EDITED: "Followers" are a blogger thing. Certain readers who use blogger can let me know they are reading me by clicking a button. And apparently this last post was so insensitive that I lost a follower. In fact, I think it's an interesting idea; it just needs a better name.