I was looking at CBG’s knitting and I’m so jealous. Not jealous like, I wish she’d make me something, but jealous like, I wish I had some talent. I’m sure I do have talent. Somewhere. For something. I just haven’t discovered it yet. I crocheted an afghan once, that was okay, but it was a pain in the butt. It was one of those zig zag things, so I had to go back to every row and do whatever it is you call it when you hide the loose ends. I also crocheted about 900 granny squares (not really, it just felt that way), but then by the time I got to the putting it together phase I was sick of looking at it. Obviously patience is not one of my talents.