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Being sick at home, so stranded in bed. Fuzzy attention span. Even too messed up for knitting. Won't go out. All sick and no knitting makes Nathalie a dull person.
:(
Thanks to mwoua for the foresight of having cooked that big pot of soup. Comes in handy.
Dilemma still unresolved for as long as I am sick. My bet money is on my first pair of socks.
Still waiting for that one brave soul who's going to jump in for a comment. I do know that without pictures this blog is all about writing and a bit dry. For now. Santa's knows my request. I just have to pray that I end up being a good girl.
FO: Fond of You
5 years ago
9 comments:
Le père noel ne se souvient pu de ta commande...
your comment will be posted shortly as soon as I finish my row / votre commentaire sera publié rapidement dès que j'aurai complété mon rang
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for the place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing
You come in to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the musics high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
Youre in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
Youre a teaser, you turn em on
Leave them burning and then youre gone
Looking out for another, anyone will do
Youre in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
Moi je suis d'avis que "anonymous" est pas mal impertinent(e). Pas sur que sa liste de cadeaux sera respectée intégralement. / Ain't that anonymous poster a brat? I don't think Santa will respect his gift list.
nice chick
You write very well.
Oui! Jamais assez de tricot... Mon pire cauchemar = une idée dans ma tête et rien dans mes boites pour la tricoter!! Ou bien juste une balle quand j'ai besoin de deux balles AHH!
Thank you Saffron. Me blushing.
Je suis tout à fait d'accord avec toi, Marguerite. Tricoter est supposé nous détendre, et nous avons de ces angoïsses!
:)
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