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Describing me…

Wife
Christian (yes, that means I'm not perfect)
Vegetarian
Sewer
Smart ass
Chef
Fighter
Responsible Pet Owner
Knitter
Baker
Domestic
Vintage
Cute
Quilter
Farm girl wanna-be
Sometimes a potty mouth
Bargain hunter
List maker :o)

Likes

Pink Christmas (Vintage or not)
Fat quarters 100% cotton only.
Cotton yarn
Black Licorice
Ribbon
Homemade cards I can use (I cannot do paper crafts)
Squeaky dog toys
Hot chocolate
Pink Light pink...like cotton candy. :o)
Soy yarn
Starbucks
Patterns for fun holiday decorations (any hoilday)
Kitchen towels
Sewing thread (The kind that fits on the sewing machine)
Wool yarn
Bamboo yarn
Jane Austen
Chocolate (The Darker the better)
Valentine's Decorations
Cupcake baking items (fun sprinkles, liners...)
Teas Black...like Earl Gray!
Martha Stewart glue pad...is freakin' awesome
Candles (baked goodie scents)

Made by dBowie

If you are looking for something extra to send...I'm in need of pink and cream colored sewing buttons...but NOT shank buttons. Two, three, four, or five hole buttons would be perfect!

Extra Super Cool Wish List
There won't ever be a lot of stuff listed here...just things I'd love and that I think are really cool

This Eraser

Dislikes

Flavored Coffees
Jewelry…I’m allergic to most metals
Stickers
Paper craft stuffs (Unless it is already made by you)
Scrapbooking/scrapbooking supplies
Things that are cheaply made
I don't write letters so that kind of stuff would be waisted on me
Journals
Where I live is hot most of the time so I don't need cold weather items either.
Kawaii
Kids toys (Stuffed animals and such)
Cartoon-ish things

No allergies.

A bit of an Ode

Splendour in the Grass

What though the radiance
which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass,
of glory in the flower,
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.

William Wordsworth