Spending some quality “bro” time with my dear friend Dave.
This is a catastrophe.
I can no longer find uses for the appalling number of knitting projects I’ve completed as a distraction from the icy despair of another New York winter. One girl can only wear so many scarves. I’m positively buried in colorful yarn creations as I struggle to re-check my grammar through a sea of knit-three purl-three.
