It seems like there's always one more thing. But given the option of laughing and crying, I'd rather snicker.
I heard a ghost in the Lizzie Borden House. I knit. I went to Paris. I work in the emergency room to try to keep people from breaking. And there's a lizard on my roof.
I knit. It's an obsession, and I am besotted. But I know not everyone is besotted, and this is not the right place to showcase my projects and, well, natter. So I've gathered up my knitting stuff and put it in its place. It's at http://knittingnattering.blogspot.com, and I'd love the company.
