Right bear with me, all will become clear... I want to book a holiday. Can't because husband cant nail down time off work. He was supposed to ask for this week off, but can't so this weeks holiday is away. Might be flying out on the 31st instead. 7 nights in Crete. Ya dancer. Or not because if he doesn't move quick on the holiday time off, we're going nowhere.
And I also started knitting jumper for wee sis Christmas, and its lovely, dark denim blue colour with cream striping, and a touch of lilac. Wrap style top in a ribbed tube for the body. Minimal weaving, no seaming and provisional cast on. Anyway boring knitting stuff over. I get to a certain point in the pattern and discover that I don't have the right sized needles in the house. So I traipse into John Lewis. Who have every size of needle except the one I need "Thats an unusual size". No,no its not, John Lewis. So off to EBAY. I am now stuck in knitting limbo waiting for EBAY to deliver my needles. Vagaries of the postal service ahoy
So I decide to tidy up the drinks cupboard. I have a substantial drinks cupboard as we always bring back drink from holiday, people give us stuff and we rarely tan into it. So I have polished off the remnants of Smirnoff and a bottle of tonic water. I am pished. I now also have the super steaming munchies and the co-ops shut. The petrol station is too far away for drunk wanderings. Or is it? No it is. Really. I'm starving. I don't even like Vodka, but I take one for the tidying team. Go team tidy.
Here, my typings rather impressive when guddled.
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Hey Doll,
I am listening and reading. I was off for a week so was unable to reply mucho quicker.
I'm on Live Journal, You should get yourself over there.
We need to meet up, Give me a shout if you are free sometime.
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