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 :)”
This may not appear to be much progress on my Tops, Tanks, and Tees Knitalong but I’m pleased that I’m finished with most of one sleeve. It’s an…
These are some more rainy day photos of my rainy day knits. This Markham Collar is knit with a wool blend- Lofty Wool. It is very bulky and a somewhat…
Forgive me, this will be a scattered, grocery list sort of post with too many links. Oh, well. I can scratch another resolution off of the list- well, almost. This…
It’s always been my favorite color. I remember joyfully coloring with the “Blue-green,” “Green-blue,” or the “Robin’s Egg Blue” interchangeably. The larger crayola sets that had them were like the…
“You seemed almost as fearful of notice and praise as other women were of neglect.” …
I miss photo albums.I was just looking at this first batch of polaroids I made and thinking how I need an album. (365 Day 120 Photo) Not the computer kind….
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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.