A week ago, I turned 23. Yesterday, a surgeon stuck a camera into my abdomen to figure out what was up with my ovaries. Now, I was under general anesthesia, and don't remember much, but my surgeon assures me he told my husband everything. ... I don't HAVE a husband, and my Much Beloved Boyfriend swears the doctor never spoke to him. So who exactly heard about my surgery?
I've been knitting a fair bit, lots of mostly finished objects. Scarves for the Boy's mother and sister are off the needles and are being finished.
I also finished the Trekkie Washcloth. Pictures when I find my camera.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Some New Stuff
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