Winter: the Cardening
I mentioned over on Dreamwidth (and therefore LiveJournal) that I’m doing seasonal cards this year. Anyone with an account at either site who wants one can leave me a screened comment on either post (DW here, LJ here). Those without DW or LJ accounts are welcome to e-mail me. I’ll be making a maximum of 50 cards total.
Today marked the arrival of this winter’s inaugural greeting — funny how offering cards begets other cards — so I had to decide where to display them. After a couple of minutes deliberation, I hunted down the blue tape, et voila:
Yes, that’s my bedroom wall. Yes, it’s orange on purpose. Yes, my bedding is blue. Look, I don’t go around judging your interior design choices, do I?
But yes, where better to display the kind winter wishes of friends than where I rest? It’s going to be like going to bed under a blanket of awesome and goodwill. That sounds pretty badass. I worry a little that I’ve missed some friends’ all-calls for cards on account of my shoddy social habits of late (curse you, Biology class!), but I hope they’ll poke me if they want to send something along, or just brazenly use the mailing info they may already have…
- Holy crap. The Tempest is going to be the most incredible thing ever.
- Add this to the list of places I’d like to visit: Pyramiden.
- I’m not sure anyone on the Internet hasn’t read this story about sweet potatoes, but I was reminded of it during food prep this past weekend and figured I’d link to it anyway.
- Internet take note: gender as a text field. Pure win.
- One way the lot of women in the US military makes me physically ill: access to reproductive health care is driving them to back-alley abortions. Considering the frequency with which women in the armed forces are raped (often by their fellow soldiers or their officers), and the ill-treatment those women receive when they try to seek help, this is beyond a disgrace.
- Brilliant clock idea. I wonder if I could build this?
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