I have never been able to figure out how to crochet. Knitting, no problem.
See, that's how I feel about knitting. Too many needles, and I can't get my hands to move right. My mother despaired of every teaching me to knit.
Lela, did you just say "I have no skills with my hands"? Um... DEADLY WEAPONS is a skill.
Seconding this.
Mornin' folk!
Spent all day yesterday (literally, 8 straight hours) at a karate tournament, on The Most Uncomfortable Seats in the World. Luckily, a friend brought stadium seat cushions, so I'm not actually bruised this time, like I usually am.
Kiddo did amazing. 1st in sparring and chanbarra (sword sparring), 3rd in fastest kick, and her demo team got 3rd, which is awesome 'cause it was their first time even trying and they'd had one practice.
Starting today off, secure in the knowledge that I know exactly how I want to edit the next chapter of NoFA. Don't know if I'll get the extra 1,300 words that I want to tack on to the chapter, but I at least I have planned subject matter.
Have determined that my right contact is not correct, and I'm trying to decide if I should call the eye doc now, or wait til my follow up appointment on the 30th. *ponder*
Back in the old department officially this week. Whee. Flaky Boss is out for surgery, so we won't even hear from her for two weeks, and I doubt we'll see her until after the first of the year. Rather looking forward to the reprieve.
I have a three day week, and they've already announced that we get out at 2 on Wednesday. Bring on the "I don't give a flying f*ck".