Skittles left one of her toys in one of my shoes that I had brought this week. Scared the hell out of me this morning.
My windshield was replaced last summer. Friday, in South Dakota, it suffered a major rock blow. Today I watched the crack progress. What fun.
I bet Skittles was helping PJ crochet, not knit.
Nice surprise in the shoe, cool crack in the windshield. But --I was CROCHETING, not knitting. Geez.
H's comment made it first. Darn. No, I wasn't darning. But I can darn. And knit. I just choose not to do either now.
For God's sake girls, I am a GUY! Do you think I have any idea about the difference between knitting and crocheting!PJ, could you darn my socks?
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