I have been crocheting more than usual lately. Here is one thing I made. It's a baby bikini set, for my BFF Yvonne's granddaughter, Kolbi. She's going to send me a picture of her wearing it. (Soon, I hope).
I know, a week sounds like a long time. I'm in a crochet group online, and those women amaze me. They are soooo fast, and they make up their own patterns, and most of them do it with multiple children crawling around their feet. Heck, there are days I choose between crocheting and getting dressed. Multitasking is not my strong point. I've seen one of them post a picture of a beautiful baby dress and say, "Oh I did this up last night and....." Last night?!?!?....I was lucky to do 4 rows last night. Or..."I've finished 35 of these hats, and I have another 70 to go..." YIKES!! Do you know how long it would take me to do 35 hats???
Oh well....I think if I tried to do things any faster, it would stress me out, and that would defeat the purpose of crocheting for me.
Another thing:
I've been thinking about some of the posts that my younger friends make on Facebook, and it brought these thoughts to mind. I wish I could get them to all people on their 14th birthday.
Girls, if you don't want people calling you a slut, quit dressing like one, quit bragging about what a bitch you are (it's NOT a good thing), and clean up your language. Be more particular about who you lie down with. Respect yourself so others will respect you.
Boys, if you don't want people treating you like a criminal, quit dressing like one, peeking out from under dark hoods when it's 90 degrees outside. Stand up straight and look people in the eye. Quit throwing stupid gang hand signals that you probably don't even know the meaning of, pull up your pants, and clean up your language. Being a man means more than how many women you can score with. Respect is earned by being respectful.
Another thing:
All You Can Eat and Three Course Dinner for $ are wasted on me. To look at me, you'd think that I could really put it away, but truth be told, I can't eat very much at a time. So those places that offer soup or salad and biscuits and then an entree and dessert...oh my goodness...I'm usually full after the salad and the biscuit! I wish restaurants would cut down the portion and give it to me cheaper! I order from the Senior menu when it's available, but some places don't have one, or they only offer a few things on it.
And another thing:
Speaking of discounts, why is it that some people object to using a coupon when going out? I don't mean use the BOGO coupon on a first date, but if you've been going out a while, what's wrong with saving a little money? I don't like paying full price for anything...I'm going to look for a bargain. And if I were back in the dating pool, I'd be the first to whip out my Entertainment Book.
More:
I think we need to look into Netflix. We have all of the premium channels and we pay out the wazoo for them, along with the HD box and all the HD channels (which shouldn't cost extra, IMHO). Our cable bill is second in cost only to our rent. And yet, the majority of the movies on HBO and SHO and ENC and TMC and CIN are 20 years old or older. Dave watches movies all day long (while he crochets). Sometimes he'll watch the same movie more than once a day, and always more than once a week. I get bored with that. There is only a handful of movies that I want to watch more than once EVER. (Same Time Next Year, Terms of Endearment, Resurrection, Christmas Vacation, and a few classics)
Goes Without Saying:
Our cats are spoiled.
Our grandchildren are gorgeous and brilliant and perfect in every way.
We live among Loony Tunes here at Limpdik Park.
After 9 years together, we still love each other, and we haven't run out of things to talk about and there is nothing we won't do for each other, no matter how gross.
We are blessed beyond all understanding.
