I'm Not Pouting
I decorated the cookies. My "wing" as my mom calls it, (my sore arm) won't allow for rolling out dough etc.
But I'm not pouting.
Couldn't walk Huck in the blizzard cold, couldn't knit on the perfect knitting day.
I'm not pouting.
Television is boring if you can't knit along.
I eat more when I'm not knitting.
I have new yarn looking at me like a puppy at a shelter......as in Pick me up, Pick me, pick me.
But I'm not pouting.
Because, every day I'm closer to knitting again!
I read Ravelry about every hour yesterday.
I can use the time to take better photography for the blog.
Would you like to see the dirt in my house?
If it gets up to a above zero degree today, I'll go outside and take some pictures.
But I'm not Pouting. Because you better not pout.......
I'll talk to you in the comments. :)
Comments
Soon, soon, soon. And you can't eat chocolate and knit anyway so indulge! Or go out for an Indian buffet - you certainly couldn't knit during that.
soon, soon, soon
Having a broken wing sucks....I have a BIG owie on my elbow that just will not heel since I fell in Feb...I used the darn thing anyway, probably why it wont heal...LOL
Not being able to knit is horrific...I don't know how you can stand it. who cares if the house is clean...hire someone for that. Too bad we can't knit one-handed.