So there I was, having a completely Wrist to Forehead Sunday, when Steven came home, poured me a glass of wine, and suddenly everything looked a little bit better. Was it the wine or the husband? I try not to look too closely into these things (it was the husband).
I am typing rapidly (TRYING to think rapidly, but let’s not ask for miracles) so that we can move on to the movie watching portion of the afternoon. We plan to watch Agatha Christie’s And Then There Were None. We watched a different version of that one some time ago, and I wrote part of a blog post about it. I thought I could complete the blog post with a compare/contrast kind of thing (preview of coming attractions) for Movie Matinee Monday.
Steven just ordered some food from Carney’s Corners in Herkimer, NY (just to throw in a shout-out to a local business). I suddenly realize how hungry I am, now that I have to wait 20-25 minutes (according to the woman on the phone). Well, one can’t always have instant gratification.
Additionally, I am working on yet another afghan. I ran out of pink for the one I was working on so started a new one. This one will be red, white and blue; and I expect to run out of white. I really must learn how to make smaller things, so I can use up the odds and ends of yarn one inevitably saves. I suppose I could do that at any time, since I have purchased numerous books about knitting and crochet. But I don’t think I should do it on Wrist to Forehead Sunday, do you?