For artists and collectors sponsored by Intercal...your mohair supplier and Johnna's Mohair Store
Hi Shelli...I've sent an email to you. It's great that you are doing this for us again, thank you so much.
Hugs Jane.
Thanks Shelli for organising it again. It was fun last year and I'll be in the spirit again.
I put my hand up too
Thanks Shelli!!! :clap: :clap: :clap:
We're up to about 41 participants at this point.
Keep it coming and thanks for your enthusiastic signups!
Sounds fun count me in Shelli!! Can't wait for this one!! E-mail coming through!!
I ´m IN. There´s nothing liek regular mail!
How on earth did I miss this last year??? Count me IN! Email should be winging its way to you Shell....
Sounds like fun to me...
I think I'll join in this year.
Hands Up I'm In...........
I had a great time last year. Count me in.
Sandi
Can I join in too?
Penny
Just a reminder here...
If you want to participate in the holiday card swap, you need to send me an email indicating that, and giving me your contact information. You can email me by clicking the "E-mail" text found under my avatar.
Some of you are writing, "I'm in!" here on the thread, but are NOT sending me emails. And there are just too many people here for me to hunt down individually for missing contact info. So be sure to be pro-active and get your information to me! Simply writing, "Count me in!" here on this thread does NOT get you into the swap.
Thanks, and keep it coming!
Someone wrote and told me that when they click "E-mail" under my avatar it goes to Yahoo. I don't have a Yahoo email address. This goes a little beyond my understanding of all things computer...
:)
... but I think that email software opens to YOUR COMPUTER'S default email application. If your default email application happens to be Yahoo, I'm guessing that you're getting a sign-in screen for Yahoo, instead of my email address. Those of you who use Outlook or Incredimail, etc., are probably opening up a "new mail" screen with my email address already inserted.
Anyhoos...
... just to make things easy from here on out, I'll risk the spambots and post my email address directly:
info@potbellybears.com
If all else fails just send me your info via PM here on the forum. But if you can manage it, it's really much easier for me to arrange mailing lists from within my email program.
Thanks!
I don't know if I signed up or not, but if I didn'y yet, please sign me up too.
Sonya
SEND ME YOUR CONTACT INFORMATION, LADIES. I can't get your mail delivered if you just say, "I want to play!" I need your addresses!!!
Hey Shel, I just wanted to be sure you recieved my info......I sent it a while ago I'm just being paranoid and want to make sure I don't get left out.
Thnaks again for organizing this......what fun!
AndreaM
I think I sent mine also.. now that I think about it.lolol
:dance: :dance: Send Miss Shell the e-mail....be sure you put your address on the email otherwise you wont get any cards!
And some of us are in a hurry to get these cards out!
I am afraid the gollies will keep playing-and I want the cards outa here before they find the glitter!
hurry................
gollyhugs
dilu
Well I am looking forward to the cards that I will be getting.
Actually, I just NOW sent my info.
Somehow, I managed to send the earlier version to myself, double :doh:
When do we find out the list?
I believe the deadline for signing up is Nov. 30, so we should get the list sometime after that.
[size=22]List?[/size]
[size=24]This is for you Shell:[/size]
[size=22]You're the top!
You're the Coliseum,
You're the top!
You're the Louvre Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonneti,
A Shakespeare's sonnet,
You're Mickey Mouse.
You're the Nile,
You're the Tower of Pisa,
You're the smile on the Mona Lisa
I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop,
But if, baby, I'm the bottom you're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic.
On the other hand, babe, you shine,
And I can feel after every line
A thrill divine
Down my spine.
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmansii
Might think that your song is bad,
But I got a notion
I'll second the motion
And this is what I'm going to add;
You're the top!
You're Mahatma Gandhi.
You're the top!
You're Napoleon Brandy.
You're the purple light
Of a summer night in Spain,
You're the National Gallery
You're Garbo's salaryiii,
You're cellophaneiv.
You're sublime,
You're a turkey dinner,
You're the time of the Derby winner.
I'm a toy balloon that is fated soon to pop
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
You're the top!
You're a Ritz hot toddyv.
You're the top!
You're a Brewster bodyvi.
You're the boats that glide
On the sleepy Zuider Zeevii,
You're a Nathan panningviii,
You're Bishop Manningix,
You're broccoli!
You're a prize,
You're a night at Coney,
You're the eyes of Irene Bordonix.
I'm a broken doll,
A fol-de-rol, a blop,
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
You're the top!
You're a dance in Bali.
You're the top!
You're a hot tamale.
You're an angel, you,
Simply too, too, too diveen,
You're a Boticcelli,
You're Keats,
You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon,
You're the dam at Boulderxi.
You're the moon,
Over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm the nominee of the G.O.P.xii
Or GOP!
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
You're the top!
You're an Arrow collarxiii.
You're the top!
You're a Coolidge dollar.
You're the nimble tread
Of the feet of Fred Astaire,
You're an O'Neill drama,
You're Whistler's mamaxiv,
You're Camembert.
You're a rose,
You're Inferno's Dante.
You're the nose
On the great Durante.
I'm just in the way,
As the French would say, "de trop."
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
You're the top!
You're the Towel of Babel,
You're the top
You're the Whitney stablexv
By the river Rhine you're a sturdy stein of beer.
You're a dress from Saks's,
You're next year's taxesxvi,
You're stratosphere!
You're my fuyst,
You're a drumstick lipstickxvii.
You're da foist
In da Irish svipstickxviii.
I'm a frightened frog that can find no log to hop
But if baby I'm the bottom
You're the top!
You're the top!
You're a Waldorf saladxix.
You're the top!
You're a Berlin ballad.
You're a baby grand
Of a lady and a gent.
You're an old Dutch master,
You're Mrs. Astorxx,
You're Pepsodent!
You're romance,
You're the steppes of Russia,
You're the pants
On a Roxyxxi usher.
I'm a lazy lout that's just about to stop
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top![/size]