Thursday, December 29, 2005
The worst possible thing happened over Christmas at my mom's house. We were sitting around knitting and I realized I needed another needle to do a three needle bind off. I went out to my car to get my knitting bag, but just grabbed the one needle I needed instead. I went back inside, finished my mom's vest, and went to bed. I then realized I didn't lock the car back up, and went downstairs to lock it with "the button." The next morning, we found that in that hour and 15 minutes, some (very disappointed, i'm sure) theif stole my knitting bag out of my car, probably thinking it was a purse. I would have LOVED to see their face when they went digging for a wallet and found 12 sets of double pointed's. Ha Ha! I apparently visited their very peaceful little town during a "crime spree." Mom is scouring all the pawn shops today to see if they tried to pawn anything. Good luck, Mom!
Tuesday, December 13, 2005