Thank you to all of you for the expressions of concern. The scissors were small embroidery ones, but the point is very, very sharp. I don't think they went in too far, but the inside of your thigh isn't the place to try this. No, I wasn't wearing thick pants, and it's still bleeding some, but it's too small to do anything other than a band-aid. Could this be why DH thinks I am not the kind of person who needs a scissor leash? And why does he keep urging me to get a klutz glove?
Added by Joana Simmers/GA on February 25, 2010 at 6:18am —
Scissors are like pocket knives: when you drop scissors, don't try to catch them. Especially by clapping your legs together. Sigh.
Added by Joana Simmers/GA on February 24, 2010 at 7:14pm —
I don't want to go through life looking like my best friend just shot my dog--you know? But my kids make sure that I don't have to worry about that. DS called last night b/c he was trying to find out how many bananas a person would have to eat to get high from the tryptophan. I couldn't help him b/c that was not how I spent the 60's and 70's. As a matter of fact, I never knew anyone who did get high from eating bananas, but was curious about why he wanted to know (extra points in a biology… Continue
Added by Joana Simmers/GA on February 22, 2010 at 8:00am —
I saw this in a catalog, but it made me think of several of my QWU friends:
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, latte in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!"
Added by Joana Simmers/GA on February 20, 2010 at 12:19pm —
For those of you, like me, who grew up with little or no snow: cookie sheets, cardboard and plastic lids are passable. But according to my kids, the best substitute for a sled is an intertube--the kind you float down river on. Just be careful b/c they can be really fast. have fun!
Added by Joana Simmers/GA on February 12, 2010 at 5:03pm —
I feel like such a chicken--i got up to Rome to get DD for winter break and had no problems on the way. Just as I got into town it started snowing, so I got gas, picked her up, jump started the car for one of her friends, and headed right back out. We got about 12-15 miles down the road with it snowing hard, and I could feel that I didn't have good traction under me. So we turned around, headed back to the hotel where I had canceled my reservation, and we are tucked in for the night. I mean,… Continue
Added by Joana Simmers/GA on February 12, 2010 at 11:43am —
I've been thinking a lot about that question for a couple of days now--what am I saving it for? The "it" isn't necessarily fabric--it could be just about anything. Gift bags? Empty spools? Orphan socks? Snow boots rated to 60 below (when I live in Georgia now,for heavens sake!)? I come by it honestly--my mother still has stocking boxes from when she worked at Clopman (sp?) Mills around 1960. And they are filled with pictures she cut from magazines to use in kindergarten classes she last taught… Continue
Added by Joana Simmers/GA on February 6, 2010 at 9:55am —
Being different has always been one of my best things, but I feel out of place sometimes when I read about people with lots and lots of UFOs. I have one perpetual, never-to-be-finished top from early on in my quilting life, and I usually have one bed-size quilt that keeps getting put aside for smaller projects that are on a deadline, plus one I'm actively quilting. That's it. My problem is getting projects started. I get stuck at the point of picking a pattern, putting ruler and cutter to… Continue
Added by Joana Simmers/GA on February 5, 2010 at 11:28am —