Just so's you know, I enlarged the picture both to read what surrounded the skull & crossbones on your shirt and to see what book you're reading. (I was able to decipher both.)
I'm in the process of teaching the new cat that yarn is not a toy and he can't lie on my lap, especially while I'm knitting the cream-colored baby blanket (he's a black cat). Progress thus far is better than expected.
It must be the cooler weather but my cat who heretofore was content to sit on the bottom of the bed and watch me knit has decided that he must sit on me. Right up in my face. Between the needles and my face. Calvin, you fucker. Either that or he is reading your blog and is inspired....
Right now I wouldn't mind a chunky, lap-sitting kitty. It's cold out here and my skinny, anti-social kitty did something icky in the part of the heater I can't open up to clean...
I'm currently a stay at home mother, freelance writing on my off time, wondering how I became part of the ten thousand year old tradition of raising the kids while creating textiles.
I grew up in NE Ohio dairy country, married a sailor, lived in Hawaii ten years, lived in SC for five years, then moved back to culture shock and confusion.
Nothing but good times ahead.
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I love that cat!
the link has been duly sent to Sean for his morning entertainment. :-)
Just so's you know, I enlarged the picture both to read what surrounded the skull & crossbones on your shirt and to see what book you're reading. (I was able to decipher both.)
I'm in the process of teaching the new cat that yarn is not a toy and he can't lie on my lap, especially while I'm knitting the cream-colored baby blanket (he's a black cat). Progress thus far is better than expected.
I think my cat has one up-ed yours for fucker status (or varmint on my page)... pictures on my blog.
It must be the cooler weather but my cat who heretofore was content to sit on the bottom of the bed and watch me knit has decided that he must sit on me. Right up in my face. Between the needles and my face. Calvin, you fucker. Either that or he is reading your blog and is inspired....
Right now I wouldn't mind a chunky, lap-sitting kitty. It's cold out here and my skinny, anti-social kitty did something icky in the part of the heater I can't open up to clean...
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