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July 18, 2007



I've been outed! Actually, I hate my kitchen. I would take a picture of it, but I "graciously" gave my camera to the girls for their annual shore trip (I didn't have "annual trips" when I was 16). That "graciously" bit should translate to, "Here, take Mommy's camera so she can go buy a new Nikon D40 like your aunt wants her to so she can play with it in a week." Sucker! I'll make the pasta dish later this week . . . I promise.


A battle is brewing! I'm excited to hear the results.

I'm always surprised when she says that she didn't cook anymore. She used to be an adventurous cook. Funny thing is, she'll buy a cookbook every time we're shopping. Hmm...


Gotta luv an action pic! As for the gauntlet, aren't you afraid there might be a little, ummm, dissing? She could SAY she doesn't like the pasta dish, right? Even if she does. Just to get stash. How aquisitive is she?


that colorway is gorgeous!!

Suzanne V. (Yarnhog)

Wow. Well, if I knew my own hatred of cooking might result in gifts of yarn, I've have trumpeted it all over the internet long before now. There are knitters (though seemingly not many of them) who don't like to cook. I know because I am one of them. I don't like meal planning, food shopping, cooking, or washing dishes. None of it. It's not that I don't know how. I'm actually a pretty good cook. I just hate it. If it were up to me, I'd blow up the kitchen and eat out every meal.

Karen B.

I *love* that spinning in action shot! Re: the cooking, I'm right there with Suzanne V. I know my way around the kitchen but don't feel at all compelled to cook.

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