Ripped

Weeded, spread, and planted all by myself.  My kids thought they would melt in the sprinkling mist- still waiting for them to catch the “garden bug.”  But that’s okay because my husband came home that night with tacos and spinach dip at the exact moment I finished a hot bath.  And I got to use my Ravelry “Ripped/Frogged” glasses for the first time.  
Speaking of knitting, I figured out how I wanted to do the sleeve caps of my daughter’s sweater and have one sleeve to go.   All is right in my world.
 (day 55)

This Post Has 2 Comments

  1. Gail Dixon

    What a nice feeling. Don't you love when things fall seamlessly into place? Nice post.

  2. Michelle

    Yes, I do. All the "if it can go wrong…" days make these even sweeter.

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