Scooby’s Mom
@yarnlvr.bsky.social
Yarn mage, dog warden, gardening troll, wannabe watercolorist, writer of unpublished novels, chocolate and sugar addict. I rarely dust. My husband is a saint.
He always needs a foe to go after. It distracts from what else he’s doing. Somehow I think Liz can handle it, and hopefully make it backfire on the big cheato. Preferably by pointing out what he’s really doing.
December 20, 2024 at 2:35 PM
He always needs a foe to go after. It distracts from what else he’s doing. Somehow I think Liz can handle it, and hopefully make it backfire on the big cheato. Preferably by pointing out what he’s really doing.
Now that you’ve put the idea out into the universe…
November 26, 2024 at 2:21 PM
Now that you’ve put the idea out into the universe…
I still have some of the crocheted gifts my grandma gave me when I was a child—and I’m 68 now. An Afghan, a stuffed toy, and some Xmas decorations. She taught me to crochet when I was 10.
November 22, 2024 at 8:25 PM
I still have some of the crocheted gifts my grandma gave me when I was a child—and I’m 68 now. An Afghan, a stuffed toy, and some Xmas decorations. She taught me to crochet when I was 10.
The first of many, I’m sure!
November 22, 2024 at 8:22 PM
The first of many, I’m sure!
Sounds good in principal, but Scooby loves to steal socks and underwear and run around the house playing keep away— and getting them all slobbery
November 22, 2024 at 8:20 PM
Sounds good in principal, but Scooby loves to steal socks and underwear and run around the house playing keep away— and getting them all slobbery
Multitasking today. Knitting while binge watching The Good Wife, checking Bluesky posts, tossing toys for my dog to fetch, and doing laundry. So basically sitting on my butt until I hear the dryer finish.
November 22, 2024 at 8:13 PM
Multitasking today. Knitting while binge watching The Good Wife, checking Bluesky posts, tossing toys for my dog to fetch, and doing laundry. So basically sitting on my butt until I hear the dryer finish.
Expanding your horizons!
November 22, 2024 at 8:01 PM
Expanding your horizons!
I needed this. Thanks, Julie!
November 20, 2024 at 7:20 PM
I needed this. Thanks, Julie!
Oh good. Now I got a total of 11 likes!
November 20, 2024 at 7:14 PM
Oh good. Now I got a total of 11 likes!
Oh! I remember poring over the catalog as a kid back in the 60’s. I’d always have the biggest stack of books when the order arrived in the classroom. Mom and Dad were very indulgent when it came to books!
November 18, 2024 at 7:54 PM
Oh! I remember poring over the catalog as a kid back in the 60’s. I’d always have the biggest stack of books when the order arrived in the classroom. Mom and Dad were very indulgent when it came to books!
It’s not fear of pregnancy. It’s fear of financial and emotional hardships. Deal with the root causes and there doesn’t have to be fear. Just choice.
November 18, 2024 at 6:57 PM
It’s not fear of pregnancy. It’s fear of financial and emotional hardships. Deal with the root causes and there doesn’t have to be fear. Just choice.
Per Tim Snyder’s “on tyranny”… don’t obey in advance.
November 18, 2024 at 6:47 PM
Per Tim Snyder’s “on tyranny”… don’t obey in advance.
Fur babies and creative arts (mine is knitting and watercolor) are what keep us sane.
November 17, 2024 at 2:19 PM
Fur babies and creative arts (mine is knitting and watercolor) are what keep us sane.
That is so stinking adorable
November 17, 2024 at 4:47 AM
That is so stinking adorable
What a sweet face!
November 17, 2024 at 4:41 AM
What a sweet face!
“Tells it like it is” translates to “says it like I want to”
November 16, 2024 at 7:37 PM
“Tells it like it is” translates to “says it like I want to”
Hauntingly beautiful
November 16, 2024 at 7:34 PM
Hauntingly beautiful
True. Although I’m ok with a personal echo chamber populated with intelligent and empathetic beings, even if that means less diversity in thought.
November 16, 2024 at 7:31 PM
True. Although I’m ok with a personal echo chamber populated with intelligent and empathetic beings, even if that means less diversity in thought.