Have you ever had one of those days?
Yeah. Me too. The bad news: I spent the day smelling like icy hot (surprisingly mintyfresh), rubbing on a fresh coat every so often in the women’s bathroom. The worse news: I have become my grandmother. Hip pain. Physical therapy. Satin sleeping cap.
Even Alice doesn’t want to be seen with me.
At least my hair will look nice. High five!
In other news, I’ve been making a bit of progess: what you can’t see here is that there’s one round of garter-stitch edging completed.
Shut up. That baby blue satin is so my color.