My sister has a blog by that title.
It makes a lot of sense.
This weekend has been interesting, to say the least. I find escape in my knitting. I feel as if I am entranced, and all worries fade away.
Knitting is my anti-drug.
Some people might reach for the whiskey, bong, or pill bottle. I, my friends reach for my circular needles and a skein of alpaca.
That is all.
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LOL if only the rest of the world knew how wonderful Knitting can be.. The only crime would be folks fighting over the last skein of yarn. ;-) Love ya!!!
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