Date Joined: June 9, 2010
Last Online: August 22, 2017
Country: United States
It's been a tumultuous summer, and just when it looks like things are leveling out, along comes another something. Maybe I'll write a little novelette when life returns to normal. (Oh, please, may this chaos not become my new normal.) In the meantime, I am not logging on too often, and only participating in some ongoing swaps. Ordinarily...
I observe irregular work hours with a long commute and don't make it to the post office every day, so don't panic when I don't rate 'right away'. I would always, always let a partner know if I had not received before rating down, and will rate promptly upon opening.
Gardening is my always go to. Even in the dormant season there is seed trading, workshops, cooking, crafting, plotting, journalling.....
Zetti art (love, but not so good at), and mini-zines (oh my gosh, don't get me started), collages and junk journals and hand made envies.
I don't do idle. I tend to have a bit of crochet, knitting or embroidery in my bag, "just in case". My television habits consist of binge watching an entire season of something if it is raining on my day off.
I like to know how to do something, even if it turns out to be something not for me. Like quilting. Or felting. Or possibly zetti art.
Oh, what will it be?
Like: Foreign coins... examples of poor punctuation or grammar in print... tea... happy notes and snarky quotes... botanicals... anything kiwi...novelty thermometers ... fortune cookie fortunes... orphaned beads and earrings... die cuts... buttons... flare pens... line dried bedclothes...
I prefer stamps to printed postage and my postcards naked (but not too cut). Even if it's not "mail art", a little decoration on an envelope is quite nice, and while I make a terrible pen-pal it's true, I'm voyeur enough to want a peak into your life, and exhibitionist enough to give you a peak into mine. Tell me the last thing you overheard, if nothing else.
More than a dislike: Smoke or mildew odor. Please. Both are asthma triggers, and dangerous for me.
Housework is detestable (loathe is not strong enough to describe my abhorrence).
I don't have an appreciation for glitter, religious materials, or address books. I've threatened to glitter up a Jesus, Mohammed, Jeannie collage, but I actually don't have it in me to disrespect another's icons. I am a notorious and unapologetic regifter, so if I receive something that someone else will enjoy more than I would I'll just recycle the love.
I am inconsistently compulsive about tidiness. My vegetable gardens are in neat rows, but my closets are stacked haphazardly with a mishmash of items. My house in general is a messy, dusty, clutterbox, but I'm compulsive about the kitchen and office, in particular the desk and fridge. I love to cook and really, just don't mess with the desk.
I know how to behave in public but I'm not much fun there, I prefer a less filtered, more transparent company. Intolerance, hypocrisy and uncalled for meanness offend me more than a raunchy joke or colorful language.
I don't decorate, I accumulate. "Collections" find their way to my shelves like magic. It all started with a piggy bank that looked lonely on the window sill.
I send mail everyday. If you or someone you know needs something in the mailbox, message me.
No, I didn't correct "flare pen". Isn't a flare pen fun to imagine?
'Sticker slapped' has entered my family's lexicon as a substitute for a phrase not used in polite company, meaning anything sloppy, perfunctory, or careless.
I've raised, sponsored, hosted and fostered teen-aged girls as a single mom in a one bathroom apartment. I have no patience for manufactured drama.
To me "this was an extra special package" means that the requirements were exceeded, the time and thought put into the creative process are apparent, the end product is not careless, sloppy or perfunctory. Even if they are quite serendipitously perfect for me, extras have negative value if they accompany a truly dismal swap that does not meet requirements; I'm open to them, (like yes, a zetti kiwi anything sans glitter) but more often than not they leave me wishing my partner had invested as much effort in the swap itself as in the extras. If, after reading my profile, you are at a loss as to how to earn a heart, and not receiving one will crush you or send you to the public forums, please include a note to that effect with your swap.
More about that three... I think it would be disrespectful to EO to donate my way out of it. She was very kind to me in a time of great difficulty, and the rating says more about both of us than its absence would. Hosts and founders must decide what's best for their swap or group.
"He is a loathsome, offensive brute. Yet I can't look away."
They might as well just say, "You're gonna die, Jeff."
OMG is that giraffe EVER going to give birth!
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