I've decided I hate the green shawl I'm making. I don't like the way the colors of the yarn have worked up. I'm going to frog it and just wait for the white yarn I ordered from Nordic Mart. I still love the pattern though.
I made these no-bake bars last night. I think the butter measurement in the recipe is wrong. I just used one stick of butter, and it worked out fine.
I was so sick last night when I went to bed. I was sick because I ate dinner at 9:00 and ate too much. Then I lay there and whined, and then when it finally passed about thirty minutes later, I couldn't sleep. I was awake the ENTIRE NIGHT. I was the crazy lady on a ladder at 3:00 AM trying to cover the little green light on the smoke alarm with duct tape. That little light has never bothered me before, but suddenly last night it was as bright as the face of the sun to me. Covering it didn't help though. Neither did the cinnamon Teddy Grahams I got up and ate. (After being sick as a dog earlier...I'm so smart.) I'm glad I rarely have insomnia like that because it made me a crazed woman. I can't remember all the freaky things I thought about, but it was crazy.
I haven't taken a nap yet because Angelica has been here cleaning since 9:00. She just left, but I don't feel like I'm sleepy. I'll probably pass out at 6:00 this evening and be lots of fun.
I don't think I've ever told y'all this, but Sammi smells exactly like chocolate. It's true! Come on over and take a whiff. You'll see.
Oh, I remember one thing I was thinking about...reincarnation. I'm so deep. heh-heh. For some reason I started thinking about THIS STORY. (Scroll down the page and read the synopsis if you're interested.) I haven't read the book, but I saw a show about reincarnation a long time ago, and this boy's story was featured with several others. Very interesting indeed.
God forbid I get up and do something productive instead of letting my mind take me wherever it wants and being miserable.
Okay then. Nice idiotic ramble, Pammy Sue. Whatever. Later.