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 :)”
I decided to use 365 as an excuse to take new photos of some of my sweaters for my Ravelry. The old ones were either taken with a poor camera…
I took a break from reading Knitting Without Tears, for the Canary Knits Knitting Book Read-a-Long, until I put at least one thing I learned into practice. That thing was learning to knit…
I’m just going to be all over the place with this post. I’ve been laying around, sick with some kind of cold, without a voice, while doing a food/ caffeine…
It’s not really my b-day, but you would think so if you saw me open up my new dslr camera yesterday. You would also have thought I was four. (365…
Though I may have knit some stylish things, that is due to my practical ability to follow directions from very stylish designers, not necessarily my trendiness. I am a practical…
I don’t know what happened. I slipped this big sweater over my head and next thing I knew it was like the last 26 years were a dream. What? I’m…
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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.