Weirdly enough, creating an M&M based on ME, has made me rather long for an M&M.
Is that some form of latent (delicious) cannabalism?
I made it here. And I really do have pink Chucks and green gloves. Good times.
Tomorrow: My shameless path down the path to sock yarn whoredom. (I wasn’t quite there yet. Now, I feel I’ve arrived.) I just have to take a million pictures.
Cool!