Of Log Cabins and Limericks

There Once was a woman in scrubs
She decided to give up the Cubs.
She began a new life,
It had such little strife-
and she found a new team to love.
(torn between yankees and red sox....)

There Once was a woman who knit,
She ordered a small little kit,
It came from the ComfortZone
She rubbed it on her old bonz
and her pain was gone lickety-split!
(Soothing Touch herbal heat and ice...orders@
knittingonthego.com

There Once was a girl in a blog
She worn handknit socks with her clogs.
Yet her dishcloths they were such a flop,
She decided to join a new swap,
and her sock knitting went to the dogs.
(Emily's frugal summer swap:at yarnmiracle blog)

There once were cicadas piled high,
They screamed as the rose in the sky,
NoOne could hear themselves talk,
Shells crunched underfoot on their walks,
The flew in girls' hair,
'Twas a living nightmare,
Thank God 4 weeks lated they DIED.
(serious...it is now to the Biblical plague stage......)

I am having so much fun with the Fixation Log Cabin Blanket.