Triumphs and tragedies of an art quilter and doll maker
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Where Are My Scissors?
This was supposed to be a post about my newest project, but I can't find my scissors. These are not the scissors I am looking for.
The People Who Live in My House know not to borrow my scissors because they each have a function, which probably means that I put them down somewhere. Somewhere is a mighty big place. I just want my scissors back.