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Congratulations! You've managed to find my little corner of the blogosphere, despite the size of the internet and the weirdness of algorithms. You may have your cookie now that you've found the dark side. ;-)

I have been toying with the idea of blogging or vlogging/podcasting about my crafting for a while now. But we should all thank my good friend Lisa for being so enthusiastic about my idea when I shared it with her recently that I found the confidence to give it the ole' college try. (If it turns out it was a bad idea don't tell Lisa. She's too beautiful a person to disappoint.)

Reasons why this is still likely a good idea:

I craft, A LOT. It is mostly fiber related at the moment, because that's what works for our living situation and my work/travel schedule. Therefore, most of what you'll likely be hearing from me is fiber related. However, I do sew/needle point/design/macrame/ceramics/pottery/paint/woodwork/you get the picture.

I write, and I am finding that I write increasingly about my crafting. To spare the other writing project I work on regularly from being overrun with crafting posts, I decided I'd set myself up over here with a crafting blog.
I want more geeky/nerdy crafting-loving friends! I'm a parent as well as a crafter and an activist and I have a day job, which means that a lot of my crafting is done solo because my schedule only allows for so much out-of-the-house-socialising time just now. COME BE MY FRIEND!
Also, I'm weird and I need a place to let loose the weird snarkiness that is me.

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