I take the snap from the center, fake to the right, fade back...
I've got protection. I've got a receiver open downfield...
What the hell is this? This isn't a football, it's a shoe, a man's
brown leather oxford. A cousin to a football maybe, the same
skin, but not the same, a thing made for the earth, not the air.
I realize that this is a world where anything is possible and I
understand, also, that one often has to make do with what one
has. I have eaten pancakes, for instance, with that clear corn
syrup on them because there was no maple syrup and they
weren't very good. Well, anyway, this is different. (My man
downfield is waving his arms.) One has certain responsibilities,
one has to make choices. This isn't right and I'm not going
to throw it.
Spinning: I finished the second bump! Two bobbins down, one to go. I hope to get in an hour or so today. Weekends really are the only time I have for sitting at the wheel. Which means I'll never catch up.
|Churchmouse Yarns' Welted Fingerless Gloves - not much yarn left!|
Knitting: Want a quick project? The Welted Fingerless Gloves are just the thing. It probably took less than three hours. Next up - Cookie A's Pointelle socks.
Exercise: Cycling only yesterday, with weight and cycling today.
Food/Water: Very healthy and hydrated. Maple/mustard-glazed salmon with roasted brussels sprouts and red onions for dinner last night. Crock pot chili today.