Sometimes I find my lameness overwhelming
Here I am goofing off at work because there's little to do and it's a beautiful sunny spring day and I no longer even have a window to gaze out of (new office). So I'm reading blogs and searching patterns, and watching video's of Bill Maher bash the Pope (at my boss's request mind you - we were curious about what exactly he said). Anyway you know how it is with the Internet, one search leads to another and suddenly you find you're looking yourself up. Surprisingly, today, I found me!
Uh, yeah, that embarrassingly lameo picture is mine. I completely forgot (blocked from my memory) that I had even taken that picture and submitted it for the Knitty calendar. I had no idea Amy Singer kept a Flickr set of some of the entries (I know I sent better ones) but there it is. I'm only sharing this with you because as a blog reader I know you have a wee bit o' dork in you too or that you're a close friend - more likely one and the same.
So consider today True Confessions Friday, I searched myself, I carefully staged a bunch of knitting notions on a Clapotis (I do remember rushing before I lost the light) and snapped pictures from a chair in my backyard and I have no shame. Ahh, I feel purged now. Thank you for not laughing too hard at me.
I still hate that Y, it's not the right size at all.
Here's Bill if you're interested - can't say he's wrong (it's OK for me to say it, I was raised Catholic)