Steve got me a swift and yarn winder for Christmas.  It’s possible that I may not have been able to wait until breakfast was cleared away to play with my new toy.  I was a good girl and shared, though maybe not quite happily.  Everyone had a turn.  It’s also possible that I went a bit overboard and balled just about every scrap of yarn in the house.


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