Permission to knit GRANTED

This is not an April Fools joke. Hooray. Hooray. I'll spare the details as you all have been so incredibly supportive. I can knit as of the weekend. When it hurts I must stop. I plan to drink champagne the first time while I knit, so the pain won't be felt even if it was there! JUST kidding.

My fun Carol, OT, says the thing Im not talking about anymore,
has a very high WHINING factor. She was just at a conference which discussed it.
So Im not whinin anymore. No country songs for me! No country songs about me!

Here is a sheep I found. I like his sweater very much.

I think I am over the angora bunny wish. I joined the ravelry group re:buns and they were an honest bunch.
The paragraph someone wrote about how much they poop just popped me right back to reality.
My Uncle John always said he only wanted a dog that had a head at both ends of it.
If the thought ever hits me again, go ahead and slap me pretend friends. That is what you are for!

I was on Rav last night and bumped into Grace in practically real time. I had this strange urge to ask her number, and call her up and talk to her. But it would ruin the whole pretend thing we got goin here.

I love you all my pretend friends. Thank you for being here for me since December when the thing that I wont mention anymore , all began.




I'll talk to you in the comments. :)