Mostly stuffed.

[phosfate]

After a month or so, I've gone back to my old dosage of Zoloft. I had an easier time staying awake, but the underlying current of terror just wasn't worth it. I suppose I can learn to read sitting up.

Much stuffage with the change of weather. I am making my sister a Raggedy Ann for Christmas. Since she likes R. Ann, and I have no money, it seemed like a good idea. Sadly, I have a mild horror of yarn, so her hair is (so far) made of pearl cotton, felt shreds, seam binding tape, ribbon, and robe velour. Good one, Ann. You just keep on having those little brainwaves.

I got a small book on restoring teddys, and may be able to rescue Brown Bear and White Bear from their years of stinky exile, by removing their stuffing, putting their skins through the ways, and re-stuffing them. They were made circa 1970, and so should stand up to Mr Maytag reasonably well.

I also repaired the gaping holes in and re-attached the tail of the ancient, rubber-faced Whiffer Skunk. Whiffer Skunk is in fact a possum, but since I inherited her from my siblings, I am not to blame for her monicker. Mom immediately seized her and gave her pride of place on her bed. Well okay.

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[alryssa.livejournal.com]

I've poked around, and no such luck... but I have some vestige of sewing ability, so I would very muchly appreciate it if you could help me out on that front. Hoping to make a couple, one for me, one for a friend. ^_^