I’m posting this a bit late. The video went live on Monday.
While out for dinner last night for the first time in over a year, I asked my friend, “What would you do if men had a 9 pm curfew?” Her right hand covered her chest and she told me that she caught a chill.
The point of this blog post is simply to write something and post it. I haven’t written anything in a while and I’m bothered about it. My ideas haven’t been coming together.
This little RC car is a lot of fun to whip around.
It was a nice day out the other day so I thought I’d go fly a kite. It was a lot of fun, and frustrating at times, until I was asked to stop. I wasn’t the only one enjoying seeing the kite fly.
I have been repeating the words, “knit,” and, “purl,” for several days now. They have become the chant I sing in the evenings. “Knit, purl, knit, purl, knit, purl….”