So I was all set to come here today and tell you I had tried one of the chicken recipes you all had recommended in the comments to this post, so you wouldn't think I'd been wasting your time. Only I went back to see who had recommended this recipe and, um, no one did. I have no idea where I got that link. NONE.
Still, I highly recommend it. Sunday, I'll try one of the dishes you folks suggested. I PROMISE.
In other news, I told Susie about the stray sock incident at the dentist yesterday and she said, "Well, at least you didn't have your pants on backwards!" That kid has way too good a memory, is what I'm thinking. Also, she's right, that would have been worse.
Yes, the pants-backward thing really happened. I'm not proud of it, but there you are.
|Some color to brighten up these gray winter days|
I'm not an organized person.
Instead, I grabbed my wallet, credit card holder, pill holder (with my Excedrin Migraine in it), 2 pens, and a tube of Carmex and threw them in the new purse. Then I headed out to wherever I was going, enjoying the feel of a MUCH lighter purse on my shoulder. Of course, this means I'll spend the next 2 weeks pillaging the old purse for whatever I find myself missing.
So that's how I ended up at Knit Night yesterday evening with nary a tape measure or stitch marker in my bag. It was a little disconcerting, but I soldiered on. And when I got home? I took the tape measure and the little stitch marker box from the fall (dusky purple) purse and put them in the mid-winter (hot pink) purse. So, yeah, it's a system of sorts. Just not a very good one, I guess...