Now I know it looks like a mess but it IS relatively alphabetized, except for a couple of new additions carelessly dumped in the drawer. Oh, I suppose YOUR drawer is more organized than that.
Last night I attended a NightNotes concert at the Hagopian rug store in Birmingham and worked on my Thai Vest. It was all very prim and proper but I have to say something very odd happened. I guess you could certify me as an adult because I did NOT break out in laughter when the gentleman sitting 3 seats down from me FARTED -- yes, just like a whoopee cushion, FARTED. Right in the middle of the violin concerto by J.S. Bach. What would Johann say???? Let's just say the man's wife was NOT pleased with him. I struggled not to break out in a hearty laughter, much like I would have when I was younger. Goodness -- do you think this means I'm actually maturing? Perish the thought!
Tonight I took Maggie for a walk. And got locked out of my house. No, I did not forget my key. Kevin came home from work and locked the storm door. Maggie barked and I knocked for a good 10 minutes before he finally came to the door. It's 29º outside and I was not wearing gloves or a hat.-- how's that for a knitter??! Think I'm a bit unhappy, oh yeah. Kevin was in the shower, prepping for a party. Ugh. Got an earful when he finally let us in. So did the neighborhood.