This morning in the shower I decided that I could not wait to be 34 because this seems like a good age to be. I have no basis for this belief, I just have a gut feeling about it. Then again, it could’ve just been gas.
I am walking limping without crutches. I’m also in a lot less pain. This is very good. I just wish it was 100% back to normal already. Has anyone invented instantaneous healing yet? Someone should get on that. Pronto.
I have a burning desire to learn how to sew and there is a Singer sewing machine at Target for $69. Someone please buy this for me for Christmas. I cannot even begin to tell you how much I want to learn how to sew. The need to learn how to sew has become an emotion in my world. I am also not above begging for a sewing machine. Apparently.
Last Friday night I took my Ornament Swap ornament to Wendy of CatKnits at her house. I am a last minute kind of person. And if you’ll remember, last week was all about finals and being on crutches and whatnot. I was so nervous when we got to her house, I was completely incapable of telling her husband why there was a strange female on crutches standing in his driveway babbling and holding a gift bag. Luckily, he and Wendy are VERY nice and they even let me and B in their house. And then Wendy gave me a present for giving her a present. It is the CUTEST ornament ever. It is a marshmallow smoreman knitting. I promise I will take pictures of it soon. Lighting is an issue, as always. Right now the smoreman is hanging out with the tikis on the mantle above the fireplace.
I love the Verizon commercial where the girl gets a pony for Christmas. I can’t tell you how many times I asked for a pony or a horse as a child, really really REALLY?wanting one. Now if someone asks me what I want and they catch me off guard, my standard answer is, “A pony.” I giggle every time that commercial comes on.
Oh yes, and lists. This is the most boring list on the planet:
Things I Need to Do When I Get Home:
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Fold laundry
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Fold laundry
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Fold laundry
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Fold laundry
Christmas is almost here and all I can think is, “Is it over yet? How about now? … What about now? … OK… Now?”
I’m turning 30 this summer and I’ve decided I am going to embrace my 30s with gusto and vigor, or a fair facsimile. I?want to start by having a blowout party for my birthday. I want a circus themed birthday party. (Celeste, are you listening? I need your and Grant’s help to pull this off.) I’m thinking along the lines of Come As Your Favorite Circus or SideShow Freak Character Party. Hey B, will you be my Ring Master? I wonder if Matt would let us use the Acme Building? Or maybe we should just do this at the Asylum. I should ask. (Kate and Bob, want to come to Alabama in July?) All knitting friends are welcome to this party. I don’t care what state you live in. You should come. It’ll be a lot of fun. Costumes are always optional but highly encouraged.












Birthday party? This summer?
I’m there!
I have a sewing machine. I need to take a class, or something, because I am woefully inadequate in using it. I can barely sew a straight line!
30! I knew you were young, but I would have guessed around 26
Being 30-something is better than being in your 20′s… people take you more seriously – even if you have a circus-themed party! HA! Have you decided which circus or sideshow freak you will be? hehehehe…. I bet THIS will be a grand party!!!
Yay! Hooray for us who turn 30 next year!!! I turn the big 3-0 next month! I think the thirties are going to be GREAT.
Be careful about picking up sewing–fabric is almost as addictive as yarn.
I guess if I hid my tweezers for awhile I could make it to your party as the bearded lady being that I’m already in my thirties.
I’m TOTALLY in. But why, pray tell, do you think that I would be helpful with this party? ha ha!
I’m absolutely digging on being 30 by the by (the couple of months leading up to it were scary but now it’s alright.)