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Apparently the February Lady Sweater has a sense of ironic humor . . . and a new cousin: the February Lady Boiled Wool Sweater.
I felted my sweater . . . I'm getting a drink, possibly four.
Posted at 06:46 PM in Cardigan | Permalink
Oh my word!! I'm feeling so terrible for you! Only 5 inches to go in the last post - and then this...you poor thing!
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January 24, 2009 at 07:23 PM
aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! that sucks. how did that happen?
i'll have a drink with you. i need a few tonight too, and the boy is at a sleep over.
January 24, 2009 at 07:45 PM
I will drink for you & the fallen.
January 24, 2009 at 07:47 PM
January 24, 2009 at 11:41 PM
Oh no! I was so excited for you and the f-me shoes too! that sucks my friend.
January 25, 2009 at 12:59 AM
raising my glass...here's to you.. I was upset when my socks felted.. but this is really sad.((hugs))
January 25, 2009 at 12:43 PM
OH NO!!!! That's so sad and crappy. Drink fully and happily to forget your troubles.
January 25, 2009 at 01:40 PM
January 25, 2009 at 04:03 PM
Oh no! What happened?
January 25, 2009 at 06:53 PM
Shitballs! I cannot imagine a worse knitting fate. So sorry to hear it! Will toast to you and the sweater formerly known as FLS. Damn!
January 25, 2009 at 07:07 PM
Oh my god--how could it have done that to you?
January 26, 2009 at 07:27 PM
Can't wait to hear this one! Hopefully tonight! Hopefully by then your sorrows have been drowned and you can talk about it...
January 27, 2009 at 10:53 AM
In the second instance, the use of force was unjust and inappropriate, but not sufficient to cause significant injury. The words used were hateful and stupid, but alone would not seem sufficiently shocking to mobilize the masses seeking justice.
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