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 :)”
“You seemed almost as fearful of notice and praise as other women were of neglect.” …
Has anyone heard this? I was in line at Barnes and Noble with more than I planned to buy, of course, the other day when I noticed a new Natalie…
The end of my 365 for 2011 has a business like feel to it. I’m done, truly. Whereas in the first 365 project I finished, I explored the subject…
I cannot be the only knitter to crave big needles and bulky yarn after so many finely knit sweaters. They were the tools I learned on and any time…
Last year I fell, headfirst, into Brandon Sanderson’s cosmere. It started by my stumbling upon his Mistborn trilogy and getting sucked in. A few months, and several books later, I…
Wow, that’s a serious sounding KAL title, huh? It seems to need an intense Y2K reference thrown in there, like: Holla Knits Titanium Knit-along 2016-2.0. That has the right wave-of-the…
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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.