When I walked into our bedroom yesterday afternoon I gasped and summoned the cameraman:
After awhile, I went into the bedroom again and the same thing happened, only louder this time:
And we had another visitor:
Did Saki bring him or did he come by himself, that was the big question!
And I thought he was cute only after he was inside the brown bag or actually only when I opened this photo!
I need to go sew the vest that needs to get to Toronto before the holidays. Did I ever admitted that I hate sewing, anything and everything? I guess this is why it was so important to blog all of a sudden,,,,
My issues with sewing all stem from an old mean teacher, Mrs. Kaplan, she used to yell at me that my stitches are crooked and made me rip them off and sew again and again and again,,,,
Oy Oy Oy,,,
In the past I used to bribe my sister, I would knit her a sweater or whatever she wants if she will sew mine and hers too,,, it worked quite well, most of the time but now she is in Israel and I am here and Sam is in college (as if the wicked one would have agreed to sew it for me, but a woman can dream, right?)
Poor poor me,,,
OK, OK,,, I am going,,,,,