I haven't exactly been sewing much since I got back from the Vacation + Furlough Extravaganza. I know this shocks no one, myself included, but it's taken me longer to bounce back from this trip than the previous ones.  My urge to lie on the couch and soak in the quietness that is home is difficult to ignore. Friends can vouch; they've seen little of me.

Seriously, don't blame me if you watch these ads and double over laughing.  I suppose they are technically safe for work, but just remember this: Europe has a very different view of sex (and ads for sex-related products) than the US.  These ads would never, ever air here.

Doesn't mean I'm not grinning.

I got passed this link from Patrick's twitter feed.  This is how to rock out your wedding.  (Original link here)

Turn on your speakers and smile for a few minutes.

I think my frustration with the modern-day obsession with princesses has been noted, right? I fluff my feathers and squawk a bit every time I see grown women sporting clothing that proclaims them worthy not by dint of action or personality, but just by the sheer fact that some bint with a title chose to spawn, and they are the undeservingly-privileged results.

I'm in Minneapolis, trying my hand at actually vacationing for a change. Here's what I've been up to:

Vacationing in Minneapolis!