Wednesday, September 26, 2007
P.S. Isn't it just my luck that my 9-year-old daughter has been inhaling this issue since she begged and pleaded for me to buy it the other day, and has plans to do Every Frickin' 20-Man-Hour Craft Project contained therein?
How does someone with not a single strand of crafty DNA in her entire genetic blueprint give birth to someone who asks for glue guns and sewing machines for her birthday, and who is spurred on to new, impossible, adult-supervision-required craft-project heights by a certain jailbird omnimedia maven?
Curse you, Martha Stewart.