Diamond Count = 19
So knitting this endless afghan is a nice thing to do. And honestly I really enjoy knitting it. I thought I would get very bored of it around the third panel, but I'm on panel number four and I'm not bitching too much yet. I keep thinking about how surprised and happy my Aunt will be to get it. I am itching to start Hopeful, but I'll have to wait until next payday to order the yarn for it. (I seem to recall posting something similar before the last paycheck, where does all the money go?). So while I'm enjoying knitting this project it does make for a boring blog. Let me entertain you with a conversation I had with Pork Chop yesterday.
"So Mommy, I need to give you a shot, then I'll put your favorite band-aid over it."
Not looking up from diamond number 19
"A shot? Will it hurt?"
"Yes, a lot."
"Well gee, thanks for sugar coating it."
"Nevermind, why do I need a shot?"
"Because you're sick"
"Ok, I'm ready, give me my shot."
Administers shot, then places pretend band-aid
"Did you see your band-aid, it's your favorite kind of band-aid"
Not looking up from cable
"I have a favorite band-aid?"
"yes it has a picture of you and daddy on it."
Still looking at knitting
"Really? What are we doing?"
"You're makin' lllllll"
Looks up from knitting and drops a stitch
"Oh, what kind of lunch?"