Here she is before she decided that she had the shittiest life of anyone in the whole world. And don't let the smile or the sparkly boots fool you, she can be a beast!
But a granny still must be made and on my worst days I find myself drawn to the happiest yarn in the basket. And I have been saving this bright, soft Knitpick's fingering for a day just like today.
I almost never wear pink, but it makes me very happy for some reason. Maybe I have a secret girly, girl inside.
I have decided that I am going to use my granny making time exclusively for good thoughts or no thoughts - And I mean it, brain! I spend enough time worried and anxious, a little granny meditation is just what an alternative doctor might have ordered.
And look at this granny . . .
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