I don’t remember what political campaign “flip flop” was a part of, and I don’t care, but it referred to the politicians inability to make up his mind on the issues. I’d make a great politician, because I cannot for the life of me make up my mind on my Olympic knitting project.
This keeps swaying me.
The pattern I’m looking at uses 1,000 yards of Handmaiden Sea Silk. The Dale of Norway sweater is 2,000 yards. I told My Hero I was considering not doing the Dale sweater. He was disappointed. Not because the sweater is for him, but because for some reason he likes it when I tackle moron projects. I did remind him that the Dale sweater would be detrimental to meals, laundry, and general household organization.
Or….if I did the Dale sweater, we’d find out what I normally accomplish in 16 days by witnessing the chaos around here.
I. Don’t. Know!
It’s a stupid game, and I’m the most decisive woman in history. Usually.
I finished the center of my Verna quilt. The rest of the fabric is supposed to be here today. The borders are what makes the quilt, but I’m liking it so far.
And now for some Minnesota humor. This was in our local paper on Tuesday.
Dig, before you call … — Two missing, and presumed stolen, vehicles were reported around 9:30 a.m. Monday along the 600 block of Third Street Southwest. The caller reported they’d left the vehicles parked in the street on Sunday evening and they were missing, and possibly stolen. The responding officer located the vehicles, buried in the snow, parked in front of the house.
You don’t see this every day either:
Yes, that’s a couple of guys shoveling the roof of a neighbor’s house.
I’m off to Frankie’s school for a Valentine party. He’s a little miffed at me because I bought cookies instead of making them. I was too busy waffling.
See ya later! And she walks away….flip, flop, flip flop.