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About Poops

Poops is bloggin’ atcha from lovely, scenic central New Hampshire.

I was born here, raised here, and I’m pretty sure I’m going to die here.  And that, my friends, is a good thing.

I’ve been married to Larry since 1998 and we have three kids: Bug, Bobo, and Dave.  I don’t think I’m particularly good at either marriage or motherhood but I’m lucky to have a very forgiving family.

My sister is my best friend.

I knit like a mofo.

I write lots of things: short stories, blog posts, status updates knitting patterns, and notes to the teacher, and the next great American gay novel.

And now, it seems, I also tweet @PoopsLacey. But I hate myself for it.

I sing in the shower, in the car, and in church.

I loathe politics and bad theology and won’t discuss either.

I think there is humor to be found in any and every situation, but only truly intelligent people can find it, and only geniuses know when to share it.

I sometimes do what the voices in my head tell me to do.

I pray, and often.  But not in front of folks, because what I’m saying to God is none of their damned business.

If I make fun of you, it means I like you.  If I’m nice to you, you’re probably pissing me off.

I believe in all things in moderation, especially moderation.

I’m also a giver. If you must stalk me, and I hope you will, here’s where you can find all my links in one convenient location.

First, I’m on the Facebook as Jennifer Fortin Lacey. Be my friend? Cool.

Feel free while you’re there to “Like” the page of my three combined Etsy shops. It’s where I post new listings and promote sales and junk like that.  I call it The Jennifer “Poops” Lacey Fiber Arts Empire because I don’t have an ego problem or anything like that.

You want to find me on Etsy? Sure you do. I make great stuff. You’d be crazy not to bookmark these bad boys right up in hee-ah.

Shop Poops, Please for all the hand knit loveliness you can handle. Seriously well-made stuff that will last you a long time, I swear. Pretty and practical.

Badass Saints is my own personal art gallery where I immortalize the greatest martyr-Saints of the Catholic Church in wool. These are art dolls that combine my twisted delight in the macabre with a devotion to the Saints and a love of hagiography.

And then there is Four Lights. I can’t explain it other than to say that the ponies have to die.

Plus, and I always forget about this, but I’ve been known to write and sell and sometimes give away patterns. I do that over in my Raverly Pattern Store.

And another thing. I write. I’m a published author but that’s not something I usually talk about in mixed company because what I write is mostly short stories, and they are adult stories. Very adult stories. They’re not for the faint of heart. They’re not for prudes or pearl-clutchers. But if you enjoy erotic fiction, I promise you that even my worst story is a damned sight better than 50 Shades of Grey and you can take that shit to the bank, my friends.

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1. Miss K - January 26, 2011

Sounds like the Poops I know and love!! Your blog rocks; it’s like I am right there with ya in scenic NH. Thanks for making me smile.

2. Kate - March 23, 2011

Hmmph. You’ve always been nothing but nice to me. Could you cut that out, please? 😉

3. Belinda Armstrong - May 11, 2011

First visit–love your blog. I’m the product of late mid/late ’70s CCD as well.

4. Debi - July 16, 2011

Amazing blog…I was born in the early 50’s…child of the Peace, Love, Drugs and Rock & Roll era…and will be back!!

5. Carol - September 22, 2012

I must be really pissing you off….

6. Turn, Turn, Turn « askpoopsplease - October 1, 2012

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