I'll see you your dishrag, and raise you one (posted by Ann)
First of all, congratulations! I can so totally see you loving it, we just have to get you healthy enough to start training.
I've finished one - three guesses who it is for? Someone who loves pink . . . no, that's not the present I got her, but it will be in her stocking. I have to get a picture of her present, but I have to invite over a friend who is a size 2 to try it on for me.
And here's the next one I'm working on, also for the girl who loves pink. Aren't they cute? And fun to knit, definitely. Just enough pattern to not be boring, but not so difficult you're counting stitches. Love it! . . . and here's what I did this weekend at Hobby Lobby. It was on sale!! I swear!! Don't you love all the color combos? Oranges, blues, yellows, I'm going to have a rainbow of dishrags! I have them all earmarked for people, and they are portable enough to take when I travel.
Doesn't she look sweet? It's all a scam, I promise. First of all, she's sleeping on the chair where I work when I'm home. I can't get up for five minutes without her taking it over. But that's not the worst of it - she woke us up eight times last night. Eight times. In the summer, we have to leave the door to the bedroom closed to keep the cool air in. Then you hear scratch, scratch, scratch, meow, meow - let me in. Then scratch, scratch, scratch, meow, meow, let me out. Eight times. Then Don starts laughing at me, and that makes me furious.
Let's just say it wasn't a restful night. I have the squirt bottle of water on my bedside table already. Kitty Bad Girl, Don - they all better watch out!
I just talked to Mom and Dad. I can't believe they are really going to Hawaii!! Good for them, and I hope they love it.
3 Comments:
aww kitty bad girl is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo pretty .. how can you stay mad at a face like that ?
and umm i cant say anything about the amount of cotton you have there
She's beautiful. And so, so bad.
Ann, I showed Steve your warshrags .. and he laughed. Then I showed him the cotton. He sighed, shook his head, and said "I was afraid of this. It's genetic."
Poor guy!
You know, she really is beautiful - which is how we got to the eight times a night without the squirt bottle coming out already. But that's it, I'm done now!!!
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