Hello 2025
It’s been months. I wanted to write everyday and I didn’t. Turns out I knitted like a mad woman day in and day out. I made about 20 items just for donation alone in 2024. That’s nuts, but what else am I to do when I’ve got no where to go and no money to spend? Well, 2025 is here as well as possibly two separate terrorist attacks, which at this point, is such an American way to wake up to a new year. I’m such a hard ass New Yorker than even 9/11 didn’t shock me. All these mass shootings, attacks and death to CEO’s (looking at you Mr. Luigi), do absolutely nothing to make me sad, mad or upset. They just are. Anyway, I got my 2025 Witches’ Calendar, which I put up this morning, discarding the old one, and quickly marking the new one up with upcoming birthdays and events. Ana swears that she won’t do three clubs in a row this spring. Already we have tap, Girl Scouts, book club and beginning in February, indoor tennis. (Ana l...
