Tinkleberries.

Saturday night I rearranged my studio in anticipation of bringing in a loveseat and making the space more comfortable. The floor is usually sprinkled with kitty litter from Tink's unfortunate lack of paw wiping skills and I am not able to properly hang things on the walls because the plaster bends nails with its mind and my landlady thinks holes are uneccesary. A small couch will provide a comfy spot to sit and embroider or contemplate my paintings. She's cute, but I don't call her Tinkleberry for nothin'. Dingleberries are the shit (for realz). And look at my thinning hair.

I've been meaning to post photos of the shoppe update. I broke down and took photos on a Saturday morning while my friend Candace watched the Sex and the City movie on a twin mattress on my living room floor. It was a burst of productivity because there was such blatant laziness going on. We sat inside the majority of the day in the dim light of closed blinds in our pajamas and I just couldn't take it anymore. Some of the photos turned out pretty nice. And before I knew what was happening, I'd uploaded five embroideries to SaysYou. Glorious. Friday night, K and I bought a bazillion wooden embroidery hoops in anticipation of much more work. He has designed several pieces that I'm anxious to get started on.

I am quite sure that I love him.