WHAT? It's a good way to pass the time at the bus station and keeps my fingers nimble in case I needs to kill me a man...or a squid.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
I Knitted That Hat For Her
WHAT? It's a good way to pass the time at the bus station and keeps my fingers nimble in case I needs to kill me a man...or a squid.
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Besides, the knitting needles can double as offensive weapons. In the right hands they can kill in fifty different ways.
Not that I know personally. I'm hopeless at it. My mother, on the other hand, was deadly with a pair of knitting needles. And a crochet hook? Look out! I honestly don't know how my brothers and I survived our childhood.
I had a mother who cooked and attacked with a wooden spoon. The spoon brought joy AND pain. I am so confused.
Yeh, how DID we survive. Beaten by our parents and endangered by our toys. It was like a jungle out there were most everything would kill us.
I remember a short movie they would show us on the kids show during the winter about why you didn't sled onto the roads and it was more bloody than those St. John Ambulance first aid training films.
Yeah, tell me about it. I remember watching family slides. There was one of me as an adorable little toddler watching my Daddy fill up the lawnmower with a can of gasoline. And what was that between his fingers... A LIT CAGARETTE? HELLO!
Actually John Mann (Lead singer of SPIRIT OF THE WEST) has a great song on that theme:
http://www.johnmann.ca/music-7.html
Oh god...we had SLIDES too. If I have to hear my mother go on and on about the HOLY LAND or AUSTRIA and how we were where Jeebus and Mary Poppins make the 'Sound of Music', my head will explode.
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