I might have just knit an entire hat in a single sitting.
Granted, it might have been a hat for a one year old, but still.
My dad's not here yet.
An entire hat. Did I mention the WHOLE hat? (Multipurpose! Can be worn as a beret OR a fuzzy cap!)
Fear me. Me & my glittery addi DPNs.
Yesterday, a mail notification window popped up with this insidious temptation: "Let's Play Hooky".
MINI is encouraging me, again. Do you think my boss would buy into "Gyre Made Me Do It"? While cute, I'm sure the enclosed screensaver/DesktopDecoyKit wouldn't fool him. He's a smart cookie.
LET'S MASTER THE FINE ART OF PLAYING HOOKY. Let's spend less time under the fluorescent lights and more time under the sun. Let's heed the call of the road. Let's put more asphalt in our afternoon. Let's make it look like we're still at work. LET'S MOTOR.
...where I cook for the people I love.
My friend LeeAnn just sent me this awesome, awesome spoof.
Something looked odd when I returned from the RAI to my room today. It took me a moment to realize what it was - the easy chair in the corner had been replaced by two stylish leather chairs, with a small glass cocktail table in the very corner, between them.
I figured it out, and was puzzled for a few moments. Then it clicked. A coworker has been by the room a few times with me - the desk must have noticed, and given me the two-chair treatment, for PROPER RECEPTION OF GENTLEMAN CALLERS.
Scandelous, how I let them into my room instead of having them wait in the bar, on the patio, or in the sitting room, eh?