Quickies are Great

... y'all have dirty minds, I tellya.

Ok, in brief:

A Derf named Trashalou and I got together and had a Dorset Derfapalooza! We've been threatening to meet up for EVER, and we finally did, in honour of Mrs. G's big journey. If you don't know what I'm talking about, that's okay, don't worry. We had a sandwich and a croissant and a soft drink and a coffee. I was SO PLEASED to meet her, and really hope we can do it again sometime, especially with more time and some money to spend in great crafty stores that had my crafty drool drooling.

I've been to busy to breathe. And very stressed out, for a non-bloggable reason. Send good vibes, chocolate and fuzzy socks.

I'm temping from tomorrow, which is good, because money is real tight.

I'm full of good ideas, but need a clone of myself to do the 9 to 5, clean the house, and cook nourishing meals from the shrivelled things in the bottom of the fridge, leaving me with the time I need to be a creative genius.

Ok, gotta run!

Oh, P.S: I'm back at Work Your Way.