I'm moving to a cute little 2 bedroom "guesthouse". Quiet, secluded, pretty little place. I pretty much cannot wait. At the same time, "Poppi's Productions" has been moving to a downtown (Hollywood Florida, as downtown as that can get...teehee)for the last couple weeks. Of course, all the brainstorming goes on right here. I'm just gearing up for what can be salvaged from our tourist season. (Hoping Ossama catches crabs, ringworm, scabies, and hemmorhoids, flatulance..oh, yeah, and, a limp noodle when he is on furlough.) I shouldn't complain. This is all good. But, last week...I put in 3 18 hour days. This week only 2. The bank is searching for my hours, as well. I better put hiding them on my "to do" list for the weekend, or they could find 'em. I'll be back to play, most likely, in May. LOL...but, I'll still be hanging around, here. If I get a minute to play...I MUST make those little ones some mittens. And, I noticed that they need some boots. I will just hurry....IF I GET THE TIME...and make 'em as smart props. Because, I really hate snow...and, well...I have 3 daughters. I wouldn't have wanted any of their little fingers frostbitten. Pop...pop...Poppi!!!