How old am I?

I just administered a test to a young lady wearing more needlework than a petit point tapestry-covered arm-chair. Green snakes and red birds and Micky Mouse giving the finger and spider webs and things that disappear mysteriously under her clothing. She got me to humming "Lydia the Tattooed Lady" from that Marx Brother's Movie, "Night at the Circus." So I googled the song, printed off the lyrics, and have been chortling and chirrupping all afternoon. My gosh those guys were clever. "She has eyes that folks adore so, and a torso, even more so."

So, show of hands here, Who else loves the Marx brothers? Harpo is my favorite, with Groucho a close second. Whoo doo you love?

Ooops - there I go for another musical interlude. Where's my air guitar?

Everyone else is off at a GED conference, and I'm all alone here. They left the clown to run the circus all day long. And I brought my knitting, too!

And honest to gosh, there isn't a darn thing worth blogging about. Go check out Dave Daniels' Cabin cove and drool over his new yarns. and have a helluva swell weekend!!