My Blueberry called me a Big Fat Liar the other day. All I heard was "big fat," never mind the liar part. I hit him. He now has a black eye. I call him Blackberry now.
Baggage. I used to think I had a lot of it. Dude, I was so wrong. As it turns out, I carry a beautiful beaded clutch-purse compared to some people.
I'm learning to crochet via Youtube tutorials. I've always wanted to be the old lady that carries a bag of yarn around with me. My first project is a scarf. Guess what you're getting for Christmas? A pile of used yarn, most likely.
If I say that I love my neighbors, over and over, will it eventually come true?
One word. Karma. It's just over the horizon. Do you hear my maniacal laughter? You will.
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I like yarn!
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