My heart...in threads

My heart had holes in it, and then I...

Sewed up the holes and...

Now it is whole...

This is my latest paper project.  Embroidery is a good time, and so is popcorn.

Teach a girl to POP her own popcorn and...

Teach a girl to POP her own popcorn and she will eat until she is SICK.  I am so FULL.  I could not stop my hand from reaching my mouth.  I bought the bag of organic yellow popping corn (Central Market brand) a month ago, or longer.  I was apprehensive about the task.  Would the oil jump out of the pan with viscious flames attached and remove my eyebrows?  Would the popcorn pop out of control and fill up the kitchen (in my movie...it happens JUST like that)?

None of that occurred.  Well, there was alot of popping and the lid to the pot was coming off sans flames aimed at my eyebrows.  I'm okay.  I'm stuffed. I'm a little sick because I'm too full.  I didn't stop eating until I got that rollercoaster feeling.  The one you get after eating and riding.  You have no choice.  You MUST ride the rollercoaster.  Lunch was just apart of life.  The ride was vital.  Eating this popcorn was exactly like that.  I will walk a bit sideways for a few hours, but it will pass.  It was well worth it.