My Orega-do
Actually , I think I look more like Gilly. Oh, well. “Sorry :)”
Actually , I think I look more like Gilly. Oh, well. “Sorry :)”
It’s my least favorite… no, second to least favorite… no, third to least favorite thing to do. It comes after weaving in ends and large bind offs. I swear I’ve…
First you have to do some prep work by reading The Lord of The Rings. Secondly, you have to have a mother who knows how to knit. day 285 …
When Kristin of Voolenvine Yarns announced a knit-a-long devoted to all of those patterns that every knitter out there seems to have made but myself, I knew I had to…
I had to squeeze in one more for myself. I guess I’ve being influenced by the world around me, but I’m in love with pinks, mauves, and purples these days….
I am back in the cabling groove, but I still need a project for all the times I multi-task knit. Drift’s Ridge , by Teresa Gregorio, is that project. Since…
I only knit. I mean I’ve sewn a zipper into a knitted bag, I’ve lined a knitted purse, I’ve put buttons on a knitted cardigan, but knitting is the only…
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Must be something in the air. I'm uber grouchy lately too. I really do think I'm just ready for summer. Down to with getting off to school(s)…up with lazy mornings before heading to the pool!!
Is it wrong that I laughed at your list of annoyances? Not at you, the humor, girl! You are a funny lady.
What is it with the neighbor kids screaming outside my window and playing shootout in my driveway? They have their own driveway! Chased them off just last night. Again. Must be universal.
Don't even get me started on FB. Grrrr…always the same handful of people posting the same boring minutiae. There's the chronic complainer, the one who "Checks in" every hour, the bragger, the farmers, etc. Much prefer Twitter. Concise and to the point.
Clever and cute photos. Love your orega-fro. That made me smile. Hope your Friday and weekend is enjoyable.
Okay! So, it's not just me. You know, I think I was worse as a kid. I was like a crotchety old grandma stalking down the halls of my highschool. Guess it's just a phase- reaction to a too busy week.