Stuff I've Lost
Last night, I had a mini meltdown of sorts. Luckily, the Captain slept through it. If he hadn't, here is what our conversation would've looked like: Captain: What's the matter? Me: I don't want to tell you. Captain: (already getting cranky) Great, a guessing game. Are you in love with another man? Me: Yes, but he lives in Hollywood, so it's a long-distance thing, and totally one-sided. Captain: What's the matter? Me: I think I'm sad about Michael Jackson. Captain:(rolling over and going back to sleep) Oh, for the love of God... And then I'd have heard about how I woke him up for nothing over breakfast this morning. So, all in all, it's best that I deal with these things while he sleeps through it. I realized yesterday that my three remaining pieces of memorabilia may be lost. Firstly, there's the glove. It was possibly the thing that got me hooked on crafting in the first place. It came in a kit. A white cotton glove and some silver glitter glue ...