I also heart being tagged.

Really. I know some people think it's a pain in the ass but grudgingly play along. Others won't play at all. But I love discovering things about people - especially if they're really weird. The things, not the people. No, the people too. You know what I'm saying.

Indie over at the Bitten Apple tagged me. The instructions are to post the sixth photo of your sixth folder, then tell the story behind it.


These are my friends Julia and Angie. Aren't they cute? Yes, those really are name tags made from maxi pads on their shirts. We belong to a little group called "Not Yo Mama's Craft Nite." About once a month or so we get together for eating, drinking, kvetching and, of course, crafting. This picture was the product of a few too many lemon sorbet martinis. Mmmmmmm. My mouth is watering just thinking about them. I believe Julia's just about to hold the knitting needles she's hiding behind her back up to Angie's throat to threaten the last martini away from her. We're a tough bunch.

The group's been on hiatus for awhile, but we're going to regroup in March and are looking for new members. If you've got a crafty side and are interested (Indie, Monica, Carol, Beachcomber...?), shoot me an email for an invitation. It's a great time.

So now, I tag (Don't worry, I won't hold it against you if you won't play. Maybe.).....

Hank (Sorry, Hank. It was so fascinating the last time I tagged you, I just had to do it again.)

Jen

Jack

Eric

My favorite headmaster

and another Jen