Chocolate Interlude

I don't know if I'm posting this picture because I finished reading Chocolat or because I'm craving chocolate or if I'm just trying to distract you from the fact that I have nothing knit/crochet to post a picture of. My socks look almost exactly like they did last time I posted. I AM still working on them when I have time (which has been very limited for the past couple of weeks) and I've frogged and re-crocheted/knit the boot about five times (maybe six)... I am getting ready to frog it again.

For lack of anything else, here is a meme from Donna's site (don't get me wrong - I love her questions):

Appetizer: If you were a color, which color would you be, and why? The only thing I know for sure is that I could never be the same color for very long. So maybe opal.

Soup: When was the last time you went to the doctor, and what was your reason for going? I never cared much for soup. Except potato soup.

Salad: What do you collect? Other than yarn? And vintage patterns? And books? I have a hard time collecting things because I find that I could fill my house with them. When I was a girl I collected matchbooks (non-smoker, but those matchbooks are really beautiful!) and little jewelry boxes.

Main Course: What were you like in high school? Name one thing you miss and one thing you don't miss about those days. I was one of those people who sort of fit in with every group - because I did EVERYTHING. Nothing very well, but lots of things. I was into drama, band (flute), track (I threw the shotput and discus), was a representative in student council (I ran all four years to be Student Body Secretary against the same girl. She beat me every year. Every year it was by less than 10 votes.), was on the cheerleading squad for about ten minutes (just wanted to prove to myself I could make it as a cheerleader - I quit about the time we were ordering the uniforms), show choir, editor of the school newspaper... I think you get the idea. I don't miss much - except maybe the energy! I think HS is the hardest time of life. Except maybe Middle School.

Dessert: Pretend you're standing in front of your home, with your back towards your home. Describe the view - what can you see? Trees? Cars? A zoo? Wal-Mart? My house is on a street that turns into a cul-de-sac. We face a beautiful little brook that has ducks in the spring/summer and has trees, etc. Even though there are houses along our street, ours doesn't face one. You can see the side of a house further back in the cul-de-sac on the other side of the brook. I love my house. Today, as I look out, I see a lot of snow. Still.

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