I’m going for a record of how many posts I can start with that phrase.

I really was sitting on the couch last night, tuning out the Rockband that was being played in the same room and trying to knit on my shawl-in-progress, when I looked up and uttered the only words that will make Hubby stop drumming and turn around.

No, don't leave!

Bye-Bye Doe

“Honey? There’s a deer in the yard!”

(Sorry for the poor quality of the photos – I had to drop my knitting safely, turn on the camera – which was wearing the wrong lens and the light was non-existent. I’m just happy I got a photo!)