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S.E.X. with my mother

How many hits will I get off that, I wonder? You crafters know exactly what this post is going to be about, but the rest of the perverts don’t. Traffic is traffic, though, isn’t it? Sorry, Mama.

Mama and I squeezed in a trip to A.C. Moore yesterday. She’d been trying to whisk me off to town for several days, but it just didn’t work out, what with this appointment and that meeting and ALL. THAT. FOOTBALL. Oh my word, the football. Let me say that there is beat, and there is beat up, and at our last game, we were the latter. One bloody nose, and TWO possible concussions later, I was kinda glad my scrawny little Stuntman had not made weight! That is a heart in your throat feeling, to be standing there, toe just this side of the field markings, holding the first aid kit, while the player just lays there. And lays there. And still lays there. We all walked away, though, so it was a good day.

Now, back to that S. E. X., which we all know means stash enhancement expedition. Here’s the big picture, and I will be listing the individual shots on the stash page.

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Some of this was purchased to go with stuff I already had, and some are complete sets in themselves. Umm, not sure that last sentence was completely necessary, LOL, but there it is. And with this mega purchase, bead buying stops until we get some stuff made. Yes, we. Mama has about this much, too! Her stash is all different black, red, white, clear and frosted beads.

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