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This is me, MayB.

Welcome to my life.

Dog owner, domestic failure, cross stitcher, counsellor, dreamer and critic. 

I will make you sit, pour you a bowl of cereal, sew your mouth shut, tell you what to do, how to do it and then that you're doing it wrong.

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Tuesday
Nov162010

I'm not old!

As I sat at the counter today, going through my new knitting magazine, I oohed and aahed and squealed.  The Guy was busy making supper and just shook his head as every new page made me happier and happier.

Finally, he said "I would say you're like a kid in a candy store, but you're more like an old lady in a knitting store."

*sigh*

And then, Your Honour, I stabbed him.

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