Frost Warning
Another month gone – and a frost warning tomorrow night. I’m sure I heard somewhere that summer is coming. Maybe it was false info. Lots of that floating around.
CJ is 20 today – hard to believe. So many thoughts about him. What could have been – one can hope. Hopes abound for Sarah.
Today Bob helped me price almost 100 Little Golden Books for the mall tomorrow. One more item off the to-do list. So much to get done before a few weeks with Bonnie.
Really wanted to go to the Sock Summit in August in Portland – but now I’m certainly glad I kept away from that registration catastrophe online. More than 30,000 registrants when 5,500 was the max expected. Crash goes the server. Another time, perhaps.
FLS still growing, with spurts and sputters and frog-steps. But a soft, hand-dyed green cake of “Anne” by Schaeffer is tickling my imagination and will probably get onto needles soon – the pattern for those 9 to 5 socks is dancing in my head, like visions of sugarplums…….och, that’s another story, isn’t it??
So to June….