Without a little help from my friends…

Ok. So the knitting is still merely two balls and some chopsticks as far as I am concerned. I made the mistake of reading the knitting instruction manual and it sort of freaked me out. What I am rapidly learning is that I am not a doer – at least not on my own. I…

“You can’t kill the Boogeyman”

“Hi honey… I’m home…” “We all go a little mad sometimes.” “Be afraid. Be very afraid.” At this point I am sad that my name is not Johnny or Chucky. Why is it, in horror movies, boys get all the best lines while the girls run around in white vests and do things you know…