Birthday Booty
My birthday came and went. I am older, but have a lot more yarn than I did before my birthday. My sister took me on a mini spree and I bought enough yarn for one scarf and a pair of fingerless mittens. Today my mother took me to my favorite yarn store and let me have at it. They said I looked like a crackhead in a crack store. The sales lady looked worried too. But whatever to that. My mother also got a kick of telling me that the yarn looked like Wal-Mart yarn. That is not even remotely true. I know she thought I would get ticked off- but I know that she just doesn’t know the difference between lovely, soft, kinda stinky wool and made from petroleum acrylic. Poor lady.
I also got a Starbucks card so I can do one of my favorite things, knit, read, drink, eat and be happy.
Woo hoo