I had a fun time with my knitting ladies today. Mumsy and I decided that I should go to Wegmans to get a cake to share, so I went and got a lovely marble cake with little flowers, and lots of lemonade.
What I didn't take into account was that the ladies I knit with are, on average, three times as old as I am. Many have diabetes, and cannot partake of lovely marble cake OR lemonade, because their blood sugar will sky-rocket.
Sigh...
Plus, my favorite knitting lady DIDN'T SHOW UP! Alice would have TOTALLY eaten marble cake, AND had some of the strawberry lemonade. She's probably the oldest chronologically in the bunch, but absolutely one of the youngest at heart. She is a goddess, and I want to grow up to be just like her.
Ah well. Only 66 years to go until I can be as cool as Alice.
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