A bicycle can't stand on its own because it is two-tired.
She had a boyfriend with a wooden leg, but broke it off.
It wasn't just the knitting directions that needed a break and some perspective. I began to post a few days ago about my happiness having a limp but what I had written was poorly stated and made me feel worse. My diagnosis was accurate, the cause was some negative people and the remedy has been limiting time with them when possible and taking less of what they say to heart when I must interact with them. Their glasses are not only half empty, they are dirty, leaking and apparently made of a toxic substance poisoning their well beings. Funny how those truly facing a crisis are more pleasant to be around, even when they need to rage a bit or cry on a welcome shoulder.
A grenade thrown into a kitchen in France would result in Linoleum Blownapart.
Getting back to pattern directions, for those of you who are experienced sewers, do you ever wonder about the directions and illustrations in patterns by some of the major manufacturers? A 5/8-inch seam allowance, particularly in knit fabric, is silly in most cases. I recently made two pair of pajamas for my grandson and after assembling them, cut the seams down to eliminate bulk. There aren't the variety of patterns for little boys that I had when my 33 and 35 year old sons were little, but then again, I don't know that many women who still sew garments and kids sleep in different apparel now, often random tees and boxers. Oh well. I had fun making the pajamas and that is exactly what I needed.
The blue shorts have Thomas the Tank Engine all over them. Colton was very happy to have "Thomas pants!"
A termite walks into a barroom and asks,
"Is the bar tender here?"
"Is the bar tender here?"
I'm also giving up some TV shows that while technically well done, have become too violent and show more corruption than I can view and dismiss. Perhaps if the newscasts weren't so similar to this "entertainment" I'd be ok. I need Carol Burnett walking down a staircase wearing green velvet drapes....still attached to a curtain rod....to make me feel good about prime time TV again.
What do you give an elephant with diarrhea?
Lots of room.
Lots of room.
If that last lame joke didn't send you running for cover, I will now wish you a joyous weekend and a happy Mother's Day to those here in USA who are celebrating.
Why are proctologists so gloomy?
They always have the end in sight.
They always have the end in sight.
1 comment:
Sometimes one must cast out the gloomy gusses whose only joy is to drag others into the mire. They sap our joy.
Happy Mother's Day! I hope you find your own joy today.
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