Here I am again. I think Sunshine's house might be by unofficial vacation home. For some reason I woke up at 6:30 am this morning wide awake. So here I am, typing away. Last night we went to Chik-fil-a and it turned out to be crazy family night. It was Friday night and the kids were swarming all over the play place and everything. We probably should have gone through the drive through but we weren't thinking clearly. See, Sunshine is a gentlemen and he lets me pick and I have the most unrefined taste ever and I just love their tiny chicken nuggets and the waffle fries and their ice cubes. Anyways, I told him I was done with picking eating establishments this weekend.
Then we did our usual stop at Target. I bought more flavor packets for my water. Someone at work had accidently got a mountain dew instead of a pepsi in the vending machine yesterday so they gave it to me and I still haven't finished drinking it yet. It is my all time favorite beverage but since I have really cut out the pop and junk I have noticed that I am really sensitive to the taste of sugar. It's a very strange thing.
Next, I made us go back to Michaels. I had bought some Bernat Natural Blends Cashmere in Snow for a prayer shawl that I am making for one of my cousin's hospice patients. I made the mistake of buying three skeins (103 yards) each. Luckily, Michaels still had some left in the same dye lot so I bought four more just to be on the safe side. I just started skein three before I went to bed last night. It is so soft because of the 5% Cashmere but it doesn't fuzz, which is good. The color is so pure white that it reminds me of angel's wings. I am not really into praying, so I recite poetry in my head as I am crocheting because poetry is just as equally moving and thoughtful and April is National Poetry Month so I thought it was highly appropriate. I am making a lot of progress on it, but I don't know if I will finish it or not this weekend.
The final stop was at Office Depot. I ended up buying this really cool sketchbook which is a cross between a sketch book and a five star notebook. It's made by Mead. I keep running out of journals which is funny since I blog and hand journal but my hand journals are becoming more like art journals so I consider it to be two different things.
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