I like you, I really like you, but you're not moving fast enough for me. Was it only last month, when we coudln't get enough of each other? Things were hot & heavy. But now? It's the same old routine. Knit, turn, knit more. I want our fiery passion back.
Is that too much to ask for?
Dear Mother's Moment,
You are sexy and smooth. It's hard to believe how much you and I have been doing so much dancing. Sure it's the avoid dance, but we're dancing, in my book that's a win. I might even get around to working on you again.
Until then, know how much I enjoy working with you.
Can you believe it? He's asking for plain vanilla socks because I'm taking to knit you. To say, you and I had a rocky start would be an understatement. Wrong gauge, lots of symbols I had to learn, and a ripped back heel. I'm amazed both of us are still alive. For the record, I'm going to have you purified before your handed over to Grilltech. There is no way in hell I'm going to let a cursed item near him.
Here's hoping water is enough, because wool and fire don't mix.
On Sunday, there was one piece of fruit left from last week. Today we bought 10 pieces which is enough to get us through the week. My goal is to have none left next Sunday.
Wish us luck,
I want you to know, I mean this with all my heart. I'm so jealous of you. Starting over and taking first place, truly is impressive and make me feel old.
Keep up the good work.
I'm looking forward to dinner on Saturday. Your dad is planning how he's cooking dinner that night.
Shopping?! You betcha!!