Poor,poor me. Poor Marji.
I didn’t even know the Harlot was coming.I thought she was home with Mr. Washy until the middle of the month. I just happened to be reading her blog and she was flying to the Bay Area.
So we missed it. And here it was-payday weekend.
Maybe it was like yarn kharma—we have been unfaithful to our stash and this is what we get.
Here is a vid about the inner yarn harlot