…imagine a greasy-haired, pj-donning girl with guilty head lowered and foot shuffling the floor.
that pitiful picture is me, friends.
I have some explaining (and blogging) to do, and although I’ve been competing for Gold as the crustiest recluse as of late, let me begin with some news that might enlighten you on why I’ve fallen off the face of the planet…
Good News #1:
Several months ago I was contacted by an editor at Woman’s Day, asking if they could use one of my diy projects (the wood shim sunburst mirror) in a new column.