Ahoy mateys! I'm Heather. Bubbo is one of the nicknames my boyfriend has for me. It should be pronounced like you are trying to say 'bubble' but you are smiling too hard to say it right. It is not boo-bo, that's a sign of disease, or bubbA, that is also a sign of disease, just a more subtle one.

I've been crocheting since I was six, so that's 28 years now. If you do the math you will see that at 34 I'm probably too young to have the little anger line between my eyebrows.

I live in Minneapolis with my boyfriend, my 2 dogs, 3 anoles and 1 gecko. I also breed crickets and silkworms but I have no real love for them, I just feed them to the lizards.

Lately I've been trying to work out actually writing down the patterns for the things I make up so that I may 1) share my evil genius with the world or 2) become hysterically wealthy and move to the moon.

Also, I very much want to design a sweater for my tubalump torso. I'm working on it, I have many calculation in the notebook, even some algebra! I do modify sweater patterns when I make them, but still, I'd like to make my own pattern.

Also also, I'm obsessed with stranded and tapestry projects. I've been taking Fair Isle charts and crocheting them and I am deeply in love with it. No, not deeply in love. DIRTY in love. I love the results, I love the process, I love that it's just a graph of squares, no symbols or words or anything, just a picture. I am making a purse that will be felted and if the Fair Isle pattern turns out well I will declare myself Emperor of something and buy the shoes to match.

This is the longest intro. I apologize. Lucky for you I am only half way through my morning coffee or I'd start in on how the crochet hook and my spleen have many things in common.

Also my blog
http://velvet-c.com/ [1]
has crochet stuff in it but mostly I talk about my dogs, things I hate and pie.