My dad is hogging my knitting machine. Mom and I were having trouble getting it to work so we asked him for help. He ended up clamping it to a board to level it out and then figure out how to slide the carriage across so that it didn't catch on the needles. Well, he decided it was fun, so he spent like two hours making rows. LOL....I was finally able to use it this morning but then people that don't ever call me kept calling me every time I sat down. I was able to knit 34 rows in a row before I totally f-ed up and had to frog the whole thing.
Nicholas Sparks is signing books this wednesday at the BN on 41st in Tulsa. I am making my sister go down there. I would go, but I work 2nd shift at the warehouse. He writes the best romance novels ever. Besides it's her fault for getting me hooked on his books. I started reading the sequel to Wicked, which is called Son of a Witch. You have to love that title. Anyways, it's really good and I typically hate sequels.
Sunshine, if you're reading this you better tell me what you want for your birthday otherwise I might knit you a hot pink afghan with condoms for fringe. LOL. I think I would have to attach the condoms still in the package otherwise that could get gross.
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