Last week my daughter and I went yarn shopping. Just writing that sentence is a big load off my shoulders. You know, like admitting your a crack addict (something Rob Ford can’t bring himself to do), and now my daughter, through my enabling efforts, is also hopelessly addicted to yarn just like her mother. Thank goodness it’s an addiction cheaper than crack.
We planned a day together last week to go fiber shopping and she had been to a yarn shop before in a neighbouring city, but I hadn’t, mainly because I would not be able to control myself if … Read more...