yeah, we all know a sentence that starts with well… means trouble. We all do it, trying to explain how that “extra” yarn got put in our shopping cart, “well… if I bought $50 worth I get free shipping” or trying to explain why all the cookies are suddenly missing “well… I was going to eat just one more, and the others well.. they just looked so lonely.” I’m pretty sure ya’ll get my point now.
well… damnit I need 2 more grams of yarn. Any one out there have any Interlacement’s tiny toes in color 216? I’m willing to buy it off of you, or trade for it. Please!?
Today is also my Mom’s Birthday. Go on over to her blog and wish her a Happy Birthday, help me make this one fantastic day for her. Really, you should wish her a fabulous birthday, not only because she is my Mom but because
- when she comes over to visit she takes the kids downstairs and lets me sleep in.
- she lets me drag her to various fiber and knitting things.
- she can pick up a mean takeout 😉
- she can knit backwards (damn showoff)
- she puts up with mine, and my father’s craziness.
Go here to see an absolutely hysterical video of the kids and I singing happy birthday to Mema ( Sorry I couldn’t figure out how to imbed this in my blog, and I have someone who is asking me to hold one end of her jump rope. Now mind you I sound like a complete moron in that video. I don’t normally sound that damned goofy. I’m trying to get the kids to sing, and Kailey is *very* happy at the end. )
Happy Birthday Mom! hope its a good one : )