More projects and the weather. . .

I've got a couple more unfinished projects to work on and one to redo. The little bottle came out all wrong, so I need more practice, practice, practice. One reason I am beading is because the weather here is so bad. Keeps you inside. Here's a little poem I received today that describes how things are here in Indiana.

It's winter in Indiana And the gentle breezes blow.Seventy miles an hour At twenty-five below. Oh how I love Indiana When the snow's up to your butt.You take a breath of winter And your nose gets frozen shut. Yes, the weather here is wonderful So I guess I'll hang around.I could never leave Indiana I'm frozen to the freakin' ground!

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