I thought my next blog post would be about all the knitting I have been doing, I was wrong.
I, apparently, am Murphy’s bitch. I didn’t think I had done or said anything to incur Murphy’s wrath. Really, I didn’t.
My dad collapsed yesterday and had to be rushed to hospital in an aid car, he is now in CCU on a vent.
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee . . . if you’re on a roller coaster, I guess you should at least enjoy the ride. Right?? Right?