Tuesday, January 18, 2011


The traffic lady:
"And now we'll move over to Highway 4 where traffic appears to be moving at the limit...."

...and then up pops the "traffic cam" which is immersed in the DEEP ARSED FOG we've been sitting in for days.
It appears to be moving at the limit, alright.


I realized this morning that perhaps my crabbypants is somehow related to the fact that I haven't had a moment to sit with my knitting since a week ago Saturday.
This will not do.


JohnK said...

Dear Miss Crabbypants,

We love you every way you are