Jumper is cast on ONE LAST TIME. I mean it. This is the absolute last time. If I’m unsuccessful, I’m going to chalk it up to the knitting gods, who obviously don’t want me to knit this and move on. I mean, there are countless yarns and projects that I could be knitting, why do I keep beating my head against this particular wall?
The wireless is working again. Poor Mr. Iknead worked so hard yesterday to get it back up and running; his patience outshines mine pretty much all the time, but I could tell yesterday evening that even his patience was wearing thin. Hats off to you sweetie.
Here’s the obligatory photo, but the subject is anything but.
On Friday, we’re heading north to Fayetteville for Miss Susannah’s first Easter. I need me some Susannah love and chocolate bunnies. Mmmmmm..
I baked a new cake recipe yesterday, devil’s food with a macaroon filling and coconut frosting. Tastes just like an Almond Joy. Ugly as homemade sin, but really good.
Luck is like having a rice dumpling fly into your mouth. Japanese proverb
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