Ah, words I thought I'd never say. But, thanks to my lovely former roommate but still best friend Manda, I have learned to love the game. Not as much as her, cause, lets be real here, I can only watch ESPN for so long, but still, I like it a lot. If nothing else it gives me an excuse to knit for three lovely hours.
So not much else. Still waiting for Berroco to realize they need to post more corrections in the Norah Gaughan book; I may have to break down and call them. Oh, and I'm reading this book Unmasked. Its an erotic phantom of the opera story. So far, totally worth my time and money. Although I still want to slap Christine a little. And my hatred of Raoul has never been stronger. But what can I say, I'd let the phantom kidnap me any day. Mmmmm...
Woah. Sorry. Got a little distracted there. So I still need to figure out what the heck I'm going to blog about. You know, give this site a little direction. I could do my picks for veggie recipies, or knitting, or books... right now, I think it'll just be a little bit of whatever strikes my fancy.
And that brings us back to football. And speaking of erotica... I'm remembering another reason I like football so much. Tight pants over hot athletic bodies. Oh yeah. Football season, make me forget my troubles.
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