So if you follow me on instagram you know that when I’m stressed out I embroider because stabbing things thousands of times with tiny needles is great therapy and keeps me from stabbing assholes who probably deserve it since you’re not allowed to stab people even if it’s only lightly in the leg with a fork (according to my therapist). I usually buy the patterns on etsy but a bunch of people were like, “You should make your own pattern” so I did and yesterday when I was in the waiting room to see my shrink another patient looked over at my work and was like, “Oh. Well that’s…oh.” And I’m pretty sure that’s code for “You can go in front of me because clearly you need more help” and so I explained, “It’s a dead raccoon who lives with me” and then she nodded and said she’d left something out in her car and I’m guessing that it was her sense of whimsy and artistic appreciation because personally? I think it’s some of my best work.
MY INSTAGRAMMay your home be too small to hold all your...Ferengis? Fire ants? Ferrets?Sometimes I think Judy Garland is her real mother.I made a shawl for Hailey in alternating pinks and grays. Me: The pink is sunrises and good days. The gray is fog and darkness. Remember when you’re in the gray to hold on. Pink days are always coming. Hailey: Are all of your scarves going to have lessons attached? Me: Probably.