I just got in the mail a lovely catalogue full of lovely knitty things.
It is the season for glossy pages of interesting things to come to my post box for a haunting. I hate it!!!!
I want one of this and one of that and one of something else and oooohhhh let's see, maybe I could get several of those......
On it goes, day in, day out, haunting me with those lovely images of things to make you look good, and things to make you feel good, and things that just simply look good themselves. Catalogues of all sorts are in abundance at my post box. The ultimate is when a glossy catalogue arrives full of lovely knitty things and you glimps images of knitting needles that will make your knitting perfect, guaranteed! And then there are the books with patterns that are simply devine with images of gifts for people for Christmas that they will love more than life and fall down on their knees with love in their eyes for the wonders that you have brought to life on your needles. They will thank you over and over and applaud you for your perfect gift that they really can't believe you actually made with your own two hands. You just have to buy those books of patterns or your Christmas will not be complete. And then there are all those sumptuous yarns for knitting and weaving and fibres for spinning...... mmmmmm!
See if I didn't have a sense of reality and know that I don't possibly have enough time to knit gifts for Christmas and glossy knitty catalogues should be thrown into the recycling at the post office before it ever makes it home.... that way you won't have to launder bibs because you needed them while you were perusing the said glossy knitty catalogue, I would be coming totally unglued right now.
Who needs jewelry when there are shiny new knitting needles,
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