We met at work, I'd only recently started there and one of the girls was showing me the ropes, we needed to go to another floor for some information and Thomas was the person with the information. She hit him over the head with the bunch of papers she had and I had an immediate "he's cute" reaction. I asked her to set us up on a blind date once I knew he was single and he despite misgivings turned up. Our first evening together was wonderful, he made me laugh (I snorted lemonade through my nose) and we really connected. I knew that night he was the man for me, but I didn't say anything for 2 whole weeks which was really hard. When I did he didn't run which I took as a good sign. We've been together now for 20 years (14 married) come the end of the month and I still love him just as much, it's not as giddy now as it was then, but I can't imagine life without him. Thomas I love you, even when I'm grumpy I still love you.
The day started cold for his birthday, when I came out to the car to go to work this is what I found:
Most of today was spent knitting. I got 7 rows done on my shawl, that leaves another 7 plus the cast off to do. I won't get it finished tomorrow as I need to go out and get bread, but once that's done a fair bit should be done. I really want to get it finished before the weekend and then I can concentrate on George's quilt.
|on the larger cable you can see a bit more of the design.|