I get on these kicks...
... where I tend to buy a lot of things in the same color. For a while, it was chocolate brown. Then it was sage green. Then magenta.
So the other night, when we were driving home from WHPK, and I was sitting with my knitting bag on the seat next to me, I happened to notice that the Fool was petting it lovingly.
Puzzled, I stared, and he glanced over, only to find that he'd mistaken the apple green knitting bag for the apple green skirt I was wearing.
I've got to go shopping.
So the other night, when we were driving home from WHPK, and I was sitting with my knitting bag on the seat next to me, I happened to notice that the Fool was petting it lovingly.
Puzzled, I stared, and he glanced over, only to find that he'd mistaken the apple green knitting bag for the apple green skirt I was wearing.
I've got to go shopping.
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I know, that's not why he's called that! I just thought it was funny.
... he actually WAS petting your knitting bag.
Ahh, the honeymoon is officially over.
(At least you didn't catch him trying on your delicates. I have a friend who walked in on her husband while he was wearing her bra and panties.)
Go shopping anyway. It's good foro you.
As long as he's not actually rooting around *in* my knitting bag, I think I can be OK with a little fibery love.
But I laughed a lot. Thank you.