Humph


Today I have already maxed out on caffeine and it’s only two thirty. I am craving warm comfy stuff still thanks to the cold from HELL which will not move on to the next unsuspecting soul and leave me alone. I am grumpy and gloomy and can barely get it together to have a conversation and wish I could possibly do what Munch did – live in complete isolation with only his artist models for company. I am turning into a weird cat lady – and not a weird cat lady who has real cats – I am turning into an even weirder cat lady who makes cats out of fabric and gives them names and dresses them in little vintage style dresses. Luckily I have so far avoided collecting old newspapers and cans but I don’t think it’s too far away. Instead I am collecting copious amounts of old buttons and huge towering plastic boxes of fabric which are really quite teeteringly dangerous. Oh gawd. I am too grumpy to blog. I’ll be back tomorrow.

9 Responses to “Humph”

  1. amy@9moonsago.com

    Wow..you make entertaining and delightful entries even when you are grumpy!!Want me to kick that cold in the “A-star-star” for ya??! You know I got your back!
    Those kitties rock!
    I like that you named one “Amy” too..hee

  2. nobledesign@sbcglobal.net

    Claire, Don’t worry!! You are one of the most lovely, talented people on the planet and feeling that you’re strange is natural to everyone. I often wonder exactly how weird I am. At times the answer is VERY. But then at other times, I appreciate my quirks. It was probably just the cold bringing you temporarily down. Feel better soon. Much love, Shelley

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