MS. BRADSHAW, I PRESUME?

Well, I guess the proverbial cat is out of the proverbial bag, so I might as well do my big reveal....TA DA! I am happy to report that my very first column has been published in the magazine "Needlepoint Now". I was approached by the new owner, Miss Elizabeth, and on March 15th, I submitted my very first blatherings for scrutiny. Oddly enough, not one word of it was changed, so I now realize that Elizabeth either a) felt ridiculously sorry for me that I have not yet mastered the English language, or b) figured she'd give me a shot at humiliating myself and that I would crawl back under my rock and be a good girl. Yoo Hoo! Miss Elizabeth! I'm ready for my next issue!

If you're not a subscriber to the mag, I say run right out and get one at your LNS now or give 'em a call to order! God knows we can always use as many stitchy magazines as we can get our hands on, right?, so I'm supporting the cause by spreading a little love.

Don't get too excited...most of what I wrote is what you see here on a daily basis. So if you are a faithful reader of all of this drivel, you'll probably say "Well, hell's bells. I already knew all of this. Why didn't she tell me something I didn't already know from reading about her and that damn dog of hers." All I can say to this is....stay tuned!

Now before I head to bed with Jane Austen (OK, you knew what I meant by that, so don't pretend you didn't), I do have a few VIEWER MAIL items with which to dispatch (see murder of the English language, above):

SHELLEY: You asked me about the lovely tea pot that was one of my birthday gifts. Yes indeedie, it is quite sweet, and it's actually a "tea for one". The pot sits on top of the tea cup! Woo Hoo! My sister bought it at our local Hallmark Gold Crown Store.

SUSAN: You don't know who Jeffrey Dean Morgan is? Gasp, choke, cough cough, gasp gasp gasp. Oh, do yourself a favor, girl, and go google the man. Some of those black and white head shots are worth booting up the computer for, I tell ya'.

CYN: Regarding the silk flower that I stuck in the middle of the LJP "Daisy Collage" piece. No, it wasn't on Stewey's Derby hat, but I did find it in his craft cupboard. I was in the carefully labeled "Silk Flowers for Spring Projects" bin, and I don't think he's even caught on yet that it's missing. This is a major miracle, since he usually throws a major hissy whenever I use so much as a single crayon or piece of handmade paper from "his personal things". Considering the fact that I have to crawl under the sleigh bed to get to this stuff, you'd think that I would just go to Michael's and avoid the resulting back ache, but it's the principle of the thing. We share our crafty things in this house.

SUE: Yup...I changed my masthead and I did it all by myself. I didn't do it without a few martinis and a whole lotta' swear words, but I got that picture on there and everything. Twice. (Good eye, for those of you who noticed that I updated it for May). Woo Hoo to you!

That's it for tonight kids. I made the tragic mistake of having a damn good cup of coffee at about 7pm this evening, so methinks I'm going to be vibrating until the wee hours. It's too bad that I can't channel this energy into housecleaning, laundry, stitching, or reading....instead I will probably stare at the ceiling and fret over the caffeine hangover that will surely come tomorrow.

Thanks, as always, for stopping by to see me. Y'all just rock my freakin' world!