Shattered Sun

I would totally take up knitting. I so love sweaters. And scarves. And hats. And generally all things cuddly that can be made my knitting. As is, I live in Hell and it’s too hot to wear sweaters, even the sleeveless variety. Oh well. Maybe someday, eh?

Guess I’ll have to stick to beading and cross stitching. J will be happy to hear that, as he’s spending enough money on my existing crafty hobbies.

I used to be a lot of things and now I’m not. It’s funny how much you grow and don’t ever realize it. And now that Terror One is a big twelve years old, I find myself looking at older photos and remembering what a cute kid he was. And man, was he ever cute! I have proof, too:

And I’m excited about my apartment. It has tons of wall space. My personal favorite place to hang photos is in the stairwell and I have one again. It’s pretty good stuff, lol. I never would have guessed that there would come a time that I would be thrilled with having a stairwell and wall space!

My baby boy is 12 years old!! When did that happen?

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Danged if I can remember which particular dealer was running the ad, but while I was listening to the radio on the way to work I heard the most amazing ad. It was for car shopping and touted this new fangled one that just opened up. Featuring a kiddie area, massages & the like, relaxed atmosphere, etc, etc. Seriously, if I hadn’t heard it was for car shopping, I would have thought it was for one of the local resorts. Heaven knows we hear enough of those ads this time of year with the lack of people flying into Hell Phoenix due to the hot weather.

Anyway, hopefully I hear the ad again and remember to write it down. I really would like know who the dealer is.