Therefore the majority of your yarn is either a Project waiting for Needles, or associated with Memories and therefore treasured and perhaps never to be used. Your stash is too small and I recommend you go straight to the Holiday Yarns website and immediately acquire more things.
In truth, I also have rules that include:
1. Never buy what you can't afford. You can't eat yarn. Insulation is no excuse, when you can't pay utilities.
2. Buy the good stuff when you can. Life is too short to knit with yarn that doesn't keep you happy.
3. If the yarn doesn't have a happy home with you, find it a new one. There is a purpose for every yarn, yea even Red Heart. Someone will love it.
It's just this blog, okay? Some of it is story. Some of it is animals. Some of it is knitting. It's a blog.
For story #1, I do recommend starting from the beginning of this blog if you haven't read this before. Please start at the beginning.
I did mean it to be for http://www.nanowrimo.org - but I never got quite got it done under the wire.
Jeannie is the author/main character.
Frank is her husband. Poor man.
Tony is musician/singer.
Angie is a teenager, who was Jeannie's best friend. Now currently dead.
Honestly, there is no connection between Jeannie and me and Frank and my husband.
Frank and Ether. This will be much weirder than Frank and Jeannie. I like the name Frank. No one expects a Frank to lie.
A desert story. Anna is the main character. Currently there is only her little brother and an old servant, and a mysterious redhead.
The necro story. A young necromancer heads off to the Hated Ones to find her trousseau.
Reserving this for one-offs, poems, etc.
|Marriage is love.|