Adventures in Knitting in the Colorado Foothills
(with a little black cat)
Friday, April 27, 2012
When We Were Abducted
I heard that Ken and I went to Roswell, New Mexico last fall, but we don't remember anything about it. My sons said they got some strange calls and texts from us saying they were from us, but none of them sounded like us. Then I found this picture on my phone. I don't remember seeing these people there. They kind of look like us but there not. She did do some of my knitting, but she put six fingers on all the gloves. I can't even explain what she did with the socks.
Anyway, everything is back to normal now.
Back to the needles.