Death, Life, Writing

72 Skeins and an Address Book

I was dragging my feet yesterday, getting ready for work.  It’s no fun working on a Saturday, but someone has to do it.  😉  Anyways, by the time I left out the door, I knew I’d cut my drive time awfully close.  The weather was unseasonably warm, so people were driving strange.  I’m not sure… Continue reading 72 Skeins and an Address Book