I have spent the last couple of days in St. George trying to be a good mormon and quilt with my friends, because I have no talent and am not a "crafty" little mormon girl. It was good to have girl time and relax and not have anyone call me mom...except Wheelchair Boy did call me 17 times yesterday. At least one of my spawn likes me! He is the good child you know.
While I was there, I figures since I was the only one in the world not reading Miss Delacourt or anything by David Sedaris, I bought them. And yes, I did buy the book "Naked" just for the name of it. I'm only a couple of chapters in but it is hilarious! Does this mean I'm in with the the cool people?
Also, check out my BFF (whether she likes it our not) Shelle at BlokThoughts, her post on Dirty Little Secrets is too fun, and you can leave your secrets anonymously! But go ahead and leave your name...we won't judge...maybe laugh, but not judge!
OK, enough about the hot girl, 'cause it's all about me don't cha know! I wanted to show you a photo of a quilt I did for Wheelchair Boys' Neurosurgeon Dr. Peoples. I call him "Peeps" 'cause he has saved the boys' life so many times, I feel I have earned the right to call him names! OK, history...Peeps is a Einstein fanatic and has been collecting tee shirts since college and I took them all a made a quilt!
Yeah, yeah, yeah...it only took me two years but at least I finished it which is more than I can say for anything else I ever do.
This is Peeps and his Assistant Khyla, whom I love ssssooooo much 'cause she always laughs at my jokes!