My friend and I have what we call "blue cactus days" - a day, that is just so blue and prickly and sad. Oh so sad.
We get them quite often.
So, for Xmas she will get (yes, the '14 Xmas :p - I'm just the worst mailing person in the world, the same friend even made me a certificate/diploma to do such honors- I win all friend-mail-delays!) a little blue cactus, something to commiserate with and cuddle, if she's brave enough
...I'm sure there will be days, when the little cactus will find the strength in him and radiate some support:
...but I'm afraid most days the little cactus might just ignore everything and everyone and sulk in it's misery among his magnet-buddies (RAAR grr ugggh craftster magnets, peeps! <3) and won't listen to anyone:
For now, he should just worry about getting all boxed up and get his travel-worries on.
(He's needle felted with howlite bead needles and magnets in his hands, so he can help with holding tiny metal things
I'm hoping she'll like it...if it ever makes his way cross country