Wearing my hair wrapped up in a scarf a few weeks ago, which led to getting called a “pretty womens” (yes you read that correctly) by a very Damian-ish 8 year old.
Finding one of these in Goodwill made me so happy I did jazz hands the first time I got to use it. Even though bits of nuts fly all over the counter if you’re not careful. Also, I just typed “bits of nuts.”
Still working on the frigging 3-Hour sweater, about 387 hours later.
The dog disapproving of my slovenliness and giving me the stink-eye over leaving my shoes everywhere. I really don’t know why I imagine my dog judges me.
A Christmas gift. I gained about 20 pounds just flipping through it. If you like to bake, I highly recommend it.
Especially since it led to the best banana bread I’ve ever had, with a crackly-sugar top.
And my “to-mend” items, one which has crappily stitched seams all over it, (is crappily a word? If not it should be) the other has a hole in it, and the last one lost a button.