Have you ever searched Pinterest for "Crochet Green Yarn"? That's what I did today when I was reduced to nothing but two balls of green yarn.
Let me move back a little...
Today was Easter. (YEAH! EASTER! PRAISE THE LORD! All that jazz) In the usual teenage fashion, I'm trying to soak up every last moment of quality time with bed. Mom sends in Alan to wake me up, so we can start hunting for our Easter baskets. Generally, if Mom sends in Alan, it involves a tenor saxophone being placed across my back. Today was different, he only put my entire stuffed animal collection on my back. I may love sleep more than I used to, but that doesn't mean teenagerism has robbed my of loving to hunt for little caramel-filled chocolate eggs. (SCREW THE ORTHODONTIST AND ALL HER RULES!!!)
I woke up at 6; I was forced out of the house for 12 hours in fancy church getup at 7:20. That gave me 80 minutes to find my eggs, eat breakfast, learn we have to drive an hour and a half to get to church, get into all my fancy church getup, brush my hair and pack, not only amusements for Oma and Opa's (Grandmother and Grandfather in Dutch, respectively) house, but also an assortment of movies to watch on the trip.
I don't do well making decisions (or do I?) or remembering things quickly. Therefore, I left the house with a drawstring bag filled with anti-church clothes, a paddle brush, my iPod, Hammer Of The Gods: The Led Zeppelin Story, and The A-Team (season 2). For the life of me, I cannot figure out how I thought the remaining 5 chapters of a book would keep me entertained for 12 hours. I suppose I thought I could play on my iPod, all the while neglecting the fact that any app requiring wifi would be rendered useless.
Since it was my birthday recently, Oma gave me a late present: 2 square meters of Aida cloth and two balls of green yarn. I lacked any embroidery floss, but I had a crochet hook, so I chose to crochet something. That's where Pinterest came into play, and disappointed me sorely. Seriously, internet? The only thing green yarn makes is shamrocks and turtles? Sad.
So I started crocheting socks. Then, I remembered I already had a pair of crocheted socks, and that this yarn would suck for such a task.
Long story short, I convinced Mom to let me stay up to work on the lyrics book. (6/20 Complete!) Now I'm here. Tomorrow, I am not leaving the computer until my eyeballs fall out of their sockets or my hand falls off.
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