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Saturday, January 09, 2010
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11 comments:
Are you being compensated monetarily? By the looks of the cart I think a different noun may be more applicable...
My coat is green, white and black :)
If they have Crotcheters Anonymous maybe you and my mother-in-law can carpool.
You need to bring your boys over to play and give me and Maddy a tutorial.
It could be worse. It's not like those are scrapbooking materials.
Julie has a point.
p.s. I like that this post has the label of "Happy Hooker." Clever. And alliterative.
If you think this cart looks bad...You should see the stash in the closet.
Winder! Don't you be airing my dirty laundry all over town.
Jessica, do you ever in your life feel so very proud of something? And hope that someone will just notice without your having to point it out. That Happy Hooker label was one of those proud things I wanted someone to notice without blatantly pointing it out to them. Thanks for noticing. And being here for me.
Mandee, it's a date. Let us gather as a collective group of Happy Hookers for a rousing session of Stitch 'n Bitch.
Lars, 'tis true. I'm not being compensated monetarily. My hourly rates cannot compete with the children in India, who work for cents a day... I'll bet they're faster than I am too.
hey hooker...whatever it is you're making...hook me up with one too!
So it's dirty yarn in your closet?
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