I posted our family Christmas pictures on my flickr site now, so feel free to stop in and see the melee firsthand. Yes, that is the sweater that Kimberly knitted for me, with her own two hands, over a 12 year period. As you can see, its delightful. She missed her true calling in life by being an award-winning journalist. Piecework at home...that's the ticket. I also notice from the pictures for the first time that for some reason, I appear to be noticeably taller than Dad. And its not due to my gravity-defying preacher hair (like usual). This is somewhat surprising. Something tells me I'm not getting taller, so.... Hey, I've been dreaming a lot lately that my teeth are falling out or crumbling, so apparently I've got bigger problems to chew on than that (pun intended).
Ok, this post was sort of weird, so I'll stop here.
Next-either a scathing indictment of the BCS, or my end-of-the-year message.
1 comment:
Oh you poop! Next time I'll knit you a sweater only Big Gay Bob would love! You LOOK MAHVELLOUS!
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