


The more knitters we attract - I think today we had 9 altogether:

Sometimes we spin (not me, don't worry, they will NEVER draw me over to "the dark side." Besides, if I took up with another hobby, my husband would kill me:

But what is crazy is I keep taking photos and I never get in them, both with the Sippers and in family photos. It looks like I'm never there, but I really am. I just always arrive late! That's either due to my personal style; or possibly to my busy life. Not sure which.
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