Oh, you know I want World Peace, and a finished basement and for Zombies and Vampires to stop, well, being undead and causing a ruckus. That's a given.
But I really want...to meet this Crazy Aunt Purl. She seems fun. She seemed fun even before the book deal. Although the cat fur, bleeh, Pippin would probably eat my eyes when I got back from the visit. Oh, you didn't know I have a cat? Yeah, he's evil. He spends most his time cuddling up by the furnace.
Also, I want to go to Toronto and go on a whirl wind Handmaiden Seasilk Adventure with Brouhaha Knits! That would be expensive and much trouble, but a Diet Coke/Smarties fueled riotous bit of fun!
Oooh, you poor Zombie Prom Date Knitters! Don't fret! I want us to be like the Spice Girls of the Knit World.
Uh huh! Well, with less singing, dancing and boobs, same, well, same international whirlwind, bus and Meatloaf as our bus driver. I guess that was the movie. Come on, you know you want tickets to the reunion tour.
Plus, when we all have our logo Zombie Prom Date Knitter T's, Bags, and other swag, oh, you will want some of that action.
Next on list...I think I want to write an article for InterweaveKnits. You know, the end article "Ravelings" that's usually about your Grandma and you knitting, or how a lady knit through war/divorce/death and it brought her peace/money/love and then you CRY. Yeah, I want to write a funny one. A make you roll on the floor and snot into your yarn funny one.
Was this sweater knit with snot?
Finally, what I'm getting at is this, the smokey lounge singer voice, yeah, that's gone. Now I'm stuck with, I don't know, whooping cough? TB? Ok, ok, it's a stupid cold.
But this happens right after I am forced to get a pre employment TB skin test, that I later find out they are no longer supposed do! I was only supposed to get a blood draw TB test!
Government testing! Conspiracy!
I may also have a fever.