So I have tried to write several blog entries this past week and have published none of them which is just as well since I have been fit to be tied. I feel like running, I feel like a lot of things. Some of them good, some of them bad.
I am making a sweater for my sister's baby who is now six months old, but at the moment the arms are different lengths and the baby's arms are both the same length, lucky for him. They are coming down in a couple of weeks, so I plan on finishing the sweater and fixing the arm lengths without getting carried away and ending up with six foot long arms. You know how you try and try to make things even and end up either cutting it all off or just not stopping until you've done ten times more than necessary? Both ways destroy the sweater. Just take this string and walk away... Bum dee dum dum. Or don't. I would prefer you didn't walk away. If you do you can't take my sweater. But maybe I can give it to you and you would like to receive it. I believe I would like to if you will still be interested in it.
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