I wish I could post some creations, but I just haven't been sewing much...think about it night and day though! So instead I will share an honor bestowed upon me this morning...
At 6:00 a.m. when your daughter's 14 pound cat jumps on your full bladder as you are just coming to life and then whips around and sits her fat cat-butt on your neck....it is so much more than just something a cat does. It is a mystical communication between two beings that do not speak each other's language. These actions I've described can be interpretted as: "YOU ARE THE CHOSEN ONE". If the cat spoke human, she would say, in her Queen of Sheba style... "I have deemed thee The Chosen One. Rise, then, from thy slumber to fetch my kibble, or I shall cry out as if I haven't been fed for days on end, oh ye with the full bladder." To which the human replies: SMACK! "Ow! Get down stupid cat!"
Disclaimer: I don't "smack" anything...more like a gentle push...don't usually condone use of the word "stupid" either...except in instances of severe panic after a bladder-pounce.
LOL! Have a great Friday!
(obviously I condone use of the word wench...LOL!
That's okay...it's a Pirate Cat...pirates....Johnny Depp...it's all good! ;0] )