It's my birthday week, and I got a box from Mom. In the box was a bag. In the bag was a book. In the book were patterns.
In the bag were also enough yarn to make a sweater.
In the mailbox was another bag. In the bag was more yarn. Yarn I'd ordered and forgotten.
In the mailbox was a book. A book I'd ebayed. In the book are patterns.
In the mailbox was another box. In the box was a red purse. It's big enough for a small project, along with other pursey stuff. It's red enough to knit a sweater to match.
In my purse is another book. A book someone blogged about. A book of fibery fun.
Happy birthdayweek to me :)