Tuesday, November 29, 2005

This is my other cat, Emperor (aka Empie). He gets to go outside. Maybe that's why he waiting at the door instead of the window.
posted by Betty Ann at 8:39 AM | 5 comments


I finished the Sockotta Fair Isle socks that I was whining about so much. I couldn't get the toe right. After many many kind and helpful responses at socknitters.com, I frogged it up past the decreases, reknit and all is fine now. It looks good to me, anyway.
Ivan really really wants to go outside. He can't though because:
The celery plate that my darling friends Cathy and Charlene helped me make for my part in the Thanksgiving dinner. I think it turned out well and I made dip (per their instructions) also.
Columbia, South Carolina. I left there when I was three.
Lake DeFuniak is supposed to be one of only three perfectly round lakes in the world, I think. It may be a sinkhole, however.
Is this a blow up doll?
My dad was 12 when she died. He was 14 when his stepmom decided he was old enough to go out on his own.
I wouldn't eat it alone, of course, but I go through a lot of it.
I had to search for a picture of iced tea without lemon.
Johnny Mathis. I wanted "Could Be" from West Side Story but didn't find a picture.
This must be almost everyone's. How could it not?


