…there’s been nothing worth writing about. I took that pic Wednesday morning – it snowed ALL day off and on. The weather was supposed to improve yesterday and drastically improve today – I’m going to find that miserable excuse for a weatherman and feed him his own liver because the big improvement is pushed back to Monday now and I’m probably being lied to about that. It’s no longer snowing, in fact the sun is shining at the moment, but I’m surrounded by mud worthy of one of those old Tarzan movies where the bad guys get it in quicksand pits. I hate mud.
So my life’s adventure is pretty much reduced to bingewatching old TV shows on a hard drive somebody gave me a few years ago, and occasionally glaring at the window. Not terribly blogworthy.
I can send you some yarn and knitting needles. Or would you prefer crochet hooks?
FWIW, I taught Joel to knit back when I was his neighbor and he took to it more quickly and with more skill than most women I know.
Hey, Joel. Right about now aren’t you sort of wishing you’d kept up with it?
Maybe you could even knit yourself a new Jayne Cobb hat to keep yourself warm in the new ice age.
Knitting is boring. Not as boring as mud, but…
But, but…the global warming experts can predict the weather 10 years out, right?