Tuesday, April 1, 2014
I took my first fall down our hall on my way to my room-I was wearing socks and going too fast on the hardwood flooring, I guess. I broke my fall with my hands and my right hip-sore but nothing broken-more disgusted with myself than anything! Bill says he has changed the speed limit in the house so I have to slow down and think about every motion now. That is doable!
(My Mom calls me Lillian after my Dad's Mom who trotted everywhere......)
One night's knitting produced a wine bottle gift bag. This month the shipment from DarnGoodYarn was a bulky weight silk rovin...