better, more at home in her skin. Today just started out as an uphill climb, not wanting to go to work, not wanting to stay in bed, not wanting to care and caring anyway. Then, like always, by the time I’ve had my coffee, read the paper and gotten ready for work, my attitude had adjusted for the better and I was OK. Amazing.
Here’s a preview of my Ipod sock. The yarn is left over from a pair of socks and I love the color. The blue makes me think of well broken in, well loved blue jeans. Here’s what I have so far –
Just barely got a photo, my camera has gotten way to0 bossy, it doesn’t say “please change battery”, it tells me “change the battery”, no please, no thank you, no nuthin’. Bossy-ass camera.
In the long run, we shape our lives, and we shape ourselves. The process never ends until we die. And the choices we make are ultimately our own responsibility. Eleanor Roosevelt (1884-1962)
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