Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content.
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0 Comments:Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Sunday, May 29, 2005 Typing with 1 hand while sleepy baby puppy, weighing in at 25 lbs, sits in mommy’s arms. Though yesterday was another sweet one it lacked the thrill of Fri.’s serendipity. Also, I believe my frozen fiber creativity is caused by my calcified procrastination over the checkbook and bills. I know I have to sit down and balance the thing but I have been putting it off so long now it will take all day. sigh. So there is no way today can be a perfect day but then - who expects a weekend full of perfection. I will take an afternoon - as reward for doing the bookkeeping. And do not ask why I don’t have a nice easy routine about bill paying. I have lived too many years with the King of Math-0-Phobes to escape the taint of at least some of his sloth. Besides, it is always soothing to blame Somebody Else. But I did cast on a rolled brim hat from the KnitPicks Andean Silk. I can’t believe I’ve waited so long to knit a hat that I know would be becoming on me. Me. The Hat Lady. Sheesh. Okay - this pup is heavy - and I have nothing wise to say. Best go submit to somnolence. posted by Bess | 8:07 AM |
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