In the not too distant past, knitting was declared the new yoga. Peace, love, and zen all through the lovely click of needles and the flash of yarn.
I know this is a marketing scheme, and here's why.When I knit, I do not find peace. I usually find dog fur, and boogers.I also don't find love, but anger. Gauge, size, yarn, time, issues that cause anger.
Zen, huh, if the way to Nirvana is paved in waffles, I may be set here. When I knit, my brain sings "nothing could be finer than the taste of Aunt Jemima in the moooorning."
5 comments:
You appear to be very good at your job. The screaming/junk food part anyway. I'm pretty danged good at that myself...are they hiring?
If they have Diet Coke instead of coke, sign me up too please!
Why, yes, I believe we may be hiring.
I helped the girls out front by supplying them with cappuccinos and coffee cake today...always keep coworkers happy!
I just looked at your tag line! So, does that mean you are pathological?! har har har
It means I am a wheel in the cog to cutting up dead people. Really.
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