See that there was me tryin' to be funny, again.
I joined the boozer makes a mistake on another glass of wine knitting club. There are a few of us on there. I double dog dare you to allow someone to take a picture of you buzz knitting. It's not pretty. Your face is all scrunched up. You're serious about your knit.
You count, double-check, and count again. Somethin' just ain't right.
Finally when you've poked yourself a few times and split your gorgeous Madeline (I wanna marry this yarn) tosh you just leave it in a puddle on your knitting chair and brush your wino teeth and call it a night.
You try hard not to dream about yarn overs and knitting 2 together.
Tomorrow is another day.