I sipped soda, which I only use for medicinal reasons, and laid around feeling like crap. I put all work aside and moped, then slept, which helped a tiny bit.
Barbara is a knitting and craft buddy, though she is so much better than I am at all things artsy. We also currently have another thing in common, our inactive feet. She broke her foot a few months ago and is slowly on the mend. There we sat, with our feet elevated snacking on olives from Mazzaros as the men folk chatted about golf and the rain came down.
Not wanting to cook, the foursome agreed on take-out pizza from my favorite place, Gianni’s. They just remodeled and the pizza is still wonderfully great, it’s all in the crust.
Barbara showed me a sock she is working on – her umpteenth pair I think, and said she could help me when I am ready to do socks. I started one about 5 months ago and got the top done, stopping at the heel since I no longer was a regular at the yarn store. Work sucks for screwing up my schedule.
I introduced her to Etsy, told her it would at least pay for her habit, and encouraged her to do more items.
Fruit filled or chocolate, sprinkled with colorful sugars or laced with powdered sweetness, these cookies are the best around. Take a bite.
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I {heart} Mazzaro's.
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