Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Confessions of an over-thirty.

1. I sometimes forget my age.

2. I love to knit.

3. I had to switch to Sensodyne.

4. I relish quiet.

and perhaps most horrifying of all:
5. Today my tights got a teeny bit droopy around the ankles.

Forget over-thirty. These sound like the confessions of a senior citizen. Doesn't that qualify me for a discount at Hill Country Weavers?

8 comments:

bsimms8907 said...

I wish I knew how to knit! One of my goals for this year is to learn.

amy said...

Brittney-- You can totally do it! I taught myself from an issue of Real Simple like five years ago! Since then, I've made tons of scarves and a couple of beanies. Nothing fancy. They have little how-to videos you can watch on Youtube, and seriously, Hill Country Weavers has the best stuff. For sure buy bamboo needles instead of the metal ones-- soooo much easier to work with. Have fun!

Linda W said...

Lady, I sat down with a friend Sunday night and she tried her darnedest to teach me to knit. Let's just say, I am a terrible student.

How do I know I am getting old? I love sitting around with other couples laughing about the things those young couples like to do. Like go out after 9pm!

Eliza Jane said...

I relish friday nights where I can stay home alone and quilt. Surely this isn't the most exciting way to spend the last year of my 20s?

Christi @ Rumination Avenue said...

How funny! Yes, I had to stop and think about how old I was yesterday...um, 31. How different that sounds than 28.

Mish Dish said...

This is an entertaining post. How about...I sometime lie about my age. LOL. Cheers to being over thirty. xo Mish

dulci said...

better to have thin ankles than cankles!

http://ladulcivida.blogspot.com/

Anna said...

totally use sensadyne AND knit. ; )

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