So since we've been warned not to travel, there is leftover pizza for lunch and cheery baby knitting on the needles:
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| Neat and tidy -- little did you know... |
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| The ends are coming for your soul! |
...but I cannot find the sandwich baggie of fiber fill to save my life. Seriously. It's not where it was last time I saw it, back in the beginning of June (effectively a hundred years ago in my stash-and-dash organizational system). Sooooo no lobster yet.
Fiberfill, aways around when you don't need it (often clinging to you and/or the cat), but never there when you actually need it. Heehee. THose ends are quite frightening, but you will tame them!
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