Yesterday was "Knit" Day at work. I had forgotten my lunch, but a non-knitting coworker ran out and got me a sandwich. I took bites of the sandwich between helping the knitters.
The girls are all at different levels of experience, but they sure are working hard. Look at their faces.
This week I showed them Yarn Over. We spent most of the time laughing.
Let's play "who's hands are these?"
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Did we win big? No, but then we weren’t losers either. Here’s what we did. We spent 2 days playing “slots”, eating and a little drinking. The cost? Only $40! That includes tips and junk food on the trip. Tom and I had a great time. No photos, but lots of memories.
Our 34th wedding anniversary was on Sunday. I gave Tom his favorite champagne. He won’t spend the money to buy it, so I got it for him. What did I get?
Let me tell you a story first. Over 20 years ago, my mother gave me my grandmothers wedding set; white gold and diamonds in an antique setting. The wedding band was a simple thin white gold band. I loved the set and wore it daily. Not necessary my smartest move. In 1999 the set went missing. I seldom took them off, but I had been having some problems with my fingers swelling. Not sure if I lost it while wearing them, or if I left them on my desk at work. In any case, they were nowhere to be found. Crying wouldn’t bring them back, but I cried anyway.
Here’s where Tom showed just how much he cared. He couldn’t find a copy of the diamond ring, but he found a white gold band that is so very similar to my grandmother’s that it made me want to cry again. Yep, he got me a wedding band. I love it.
Remind me to someday, tell you about my grandmother “granny grits”.
Our 34th wedding anniversary was on Sunday. I gave Tom his favorite champagne. He won’t spend the money to buy it, so I got it for him. What did I get?
Let me tell you a story first. Over 20 years ago, my mother gave me my grandmothers wedding set; white gold and diamonds in an antique setting. The wedding band was a simple thin white gold band. I loved the set and wore it daily. Not necessary my smartest move. In 1999 the set went missing. I seldom took them off, but I had been having some problems with my fingers swelling. Not sure if I lost it while wearing them, or if I left them on my desk at work. In any case, they were nowhere to be found. Crying wouldn’t bring them back, but I cried anyway.
Here’s where Tom showed just how much he cared. He couldn’t find a copy of the diamond ring, but he found a white gold band that is so very similar to my grandmother’s that it made me want to cry again. Yep, he got me a wedding band. I love it.
Remind me to someday, tell you about my grandmother “granny grits”.
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