Is there a 12-step program for you?
You throw wrenches into my already stalled crafty agenda. Grumble, grumble, grumble.
Have I mentioned I screwed up my shawl thingie again? Cathie is so going to be disappointed because she already ripped and fixed my last round of stupidity while Ginger molested her feet. How do cats know who is allergic to them? They're like heat seeking missiles.
I am so disappointed in the severe lack of snow here in NoVA. I heard that familiar tinkling of snow turned into ice. Thankfully, my afternoon has cleared up and I don't have to venture out into this mess.
I'm still serious about setting up a day to dye. I'm even willing to lay down plastic in the dining room and work in there if it's still cold out. "Warriors, come out and play-eh-ay..."
You know, I should let Da Man know of my plans and see if it's okay with him. He's usually all right about my crazy ideas. By the way, if the stars align we will be brewing some beer the first weekend in March. It will be ready to consume for my birthday on April 13th, which will be on a Friday this year. I'm so excited because it's my lucky day, you see I was born on Friday the 13th.
Yes, I am an Aries, but I'm learning it's not all about me. See, I'm learning to stop and think about what other people need. It's a hard thing to do when you plow ahead knowing what you need to do to get things done.
Oh, well. May the snow be beautiful and the ice be nonexistent.