It is a Good Idea to Marry an Artist (With a Day Job)

When I met him he was 22 and I was 30. He taught me karate.

He had a hard time talking to me, not because he was shy but because I "think" I scared him.

Now, we have been married for about 15 years. We don't keep track. This is a funny thing, because, when he became a U.S. citizen he came home and told me that he re-read the marriage certificate and we had our marriage date wrong all along. All the years that we had been married we celebrated on February third and it was actually a different day.

We had a laugh because neither of us cared or care at all.

I re-designed Le Slouch and knit it up in two different fibers. This is the second of the two. He smokes a cigar on Sundays and, well, I decided that I would channel Ricki Lee Jones. I don't normally smoke cigars, but the light was right. I love you: HWWV. Thank you for letting me be me.

Meanwile, I will post the pattern, Le Slouch Deux, mannana. (That means "tomorrow" en espanol.)