Sunday, October 7, 2007

Workin'. Sorta.


There's come to be a running joke in our house that by the time the market rolls around in early November, my hands will be so gnarled and arthritic from incessant crocheting that if anyone wants to buy an item I will have to wrap it up with my toes and have them place the money between my teeth.


I did manage to step away long enough this weekend to have a lovely visit with one of my BFFs, Kerri, and her cute kiddo. I wish I'd gotten some pictures, but it's hard to balance a camera when you have a glass of wine in one hand and a honkin' slab of flourless chocolate cake in the other. And the girl brought me homemade apple butter. Bless her.


Thanks for all of your generous congrats about my job. I decided to take down the post I wrote last Friday because even though I don't like to be my own worst censor, I do try to be conscientious of the energy contained in a post. I was feeling crabby and funky when I wrote that, so I kicked it to the curb. But I did save your kind words - y'all are just the nicest.

5 comments:

Iguana Banana said...

Gnarled hands might be worth it. Those are pretty darned cute. Good times with a BFF are so important - glad to hear that you made time for yourself.

Knitterella said...

Love these - especially the bird!
Jill

Galadriel Thompson said...

Oh how I have missed you!! I am so loving your stuff! Oh, and by the way. Count me in on the little business venture. We can call it "Knitted Naughties."

Galadriel Thompson said...

One more thing...thanks so much for your comment on my bug guts and Cadillac post. I hope you don't mind if I steal your "dead bird stuck in the front grill" analogy? I mean you can have whatever kind of bird you want and I'll just pick whatever you didn't.

Hang in there Charlie. There's one more golden ticket out there and I'm just sure you're going to find it.

Wish we were neighbors. I'd come on over there with a tub full of margaritas and we'd have us a good ol' time talking about the bloody bird hanging off your car.

hugs

. . . said...

Wine, flourless chocolate cake, apple butter...when can hang out with y'all?! That bird with the little wormy thing in its mouth is darling!