Comments: Sarah: Crafty, part 3

I can see no better way then spending it with such wonderful people. Also love the bowls- do the bowls fit in the box? I don't think they do but if they did that would be an awsome way to package them.

Posted by Marci at January 3, 2006 01:56 PM

Hey, Marci, that's a great idea. The bowls do not fit inside the boxes, but i could come up with a box that uses part of the record sleeve as decoration for future packaging. Thanks!

Posted by sarah at January 3, 2006 02:27 PM

I am kind of afraid of that Kenny Loggins box. My god is not a Kenny Loggins god. Anyway, these are super cute! I want to see them in person, but count on me to buy one that isn't spoken for.

Posted by lisa at January 3, 2006 04:39 PM

Regarding Kenny Loggins pre-Return-to-Pooh-Corner: definitely not hardcore. He was famous for such songs as "Danny's Song," the lyrics of which I have added here.

People smile and tell me I'm the lucky one, and we've just begun,
Think I'm gonna have a son.
He will be like she and me, as free as a dove, conceived in love,
Sun is gonna shine above.

Chorus:
And even though we ain't got money, I'm so in love with ya honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning when I rise, you bring a tear of joy to my eyes,
And tell me everything is gonna be alright.

Seems as though a month ago I beta chi, never got high,
Oh, I was a sorry guy.
And now a smile, a face, a girl that shares my name,
Now I'm through with the game, this boy will never be the same.

(To chorus:)
And even though we ain't got money, I'm so in love with ya honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning when I rise, you bring a tear of joy to my eyes,
And tell me everything is gonna be alright.

Pisces, Virgo rising is a very good sign, strong and kind,
And the little boy is mine.
Now I see a family where there once was none, now we've just begun,
Yeah, we're gonna fly to the sun.

(To chorus:)
And even though we ain't got money, I'm so in love with ya honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning when I rise, you bring a tear of joy to my eyes,
And tell me everything is gonna be alright.

Love the girl who holds the world in a paper cup, drink it up,
Love her and she'll bring you luck.
And if you find she helps your mind, buddy, take her home,
Don't you live alone, try to earn what lovers own.

Posted by Dave at January 4, 2006 03:04 PM