Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.)
Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.
This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
Speaking of Crafts
After Boy and I got in last evening from soccer practice, we set in to finish up the
We ate supper, then I sent him up to take his bath while I started again making little people. (The clay kind, not midgets.) After only about four and one half hours, I had (Boy having gone to bed four hours earlier) a nice collection of about a dozen kind-hearted citizens, most of whom looked sufficiently different in size, sex, and dress so as to appear somewhat believable.
Tonight is the hot glue to position them in place. I can hardly wait.
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