My friend Ryan (Hi RYAN!) came over Wed. night for SYTYCD, enabling me to remain in my space (we usually watch at his place) so I could run over things to be packed n' such inbetween commercials. After the first solo dance... "Oh no, we don't have a pen or paper to write down the numbers!"
"Have no fear," I said, as I grabbed the nearest writing utensil and began to write...
This is the baby quilt that my aunt and I have been working on, set up on a quilting frame over the coffee table in the TV/sitting room. I grabbed the fabric pen and there you have it - - it's disappearing ink. 
2 comments:
thatz lame.
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