…In Between I Drink…
… iced coffee.
I can’t pour a cup without hearing the lyrics to Black Coffee in my head, only with “iced” inserted for “black.”
… iced coffee.
I can’t pour a cup without hearing the lyrics to Black Coffee in my head, only with “iced” inserted for “black.”
He grew up in a poor family of 11 on what was literally the wrong side of the tracks- the country side. The country kids swam in the city’s reservoir…
(365 Day 130 Photo and soundtrack) How can you not dance to these songs? Songs to Dance in Your Room to
I’ve now read through the first three sweater recipes in Knitting Without Tears by Elizabeth Zimmerman for the Canary Knits Knitting Book Read-a-long. Unlike the first time I read this book, I totally…
Really. These late night images and my future plans. I’m just not requiring much of myself. That’s everyone else’s job (snort.) I have hopes, though. (365 day 358)…
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…