Knorn

My husband cannot get over how much time I spend looking at knitting online. I'm not picky either. I'll spend hours browsing blogs, patterns, online yarn stores, ravelry, you name it. If it's knitting related, I'm there. Lately, I've tried to be more discrete about it and get it under control, but he still claims that every time he comes in the room that he catches a colourful pop of yarn before I have time to click the browser shut and give him a guilty smile. He obviously doesn't get it but I think I've come across a simile that any man will understand. It's like porn. My husband has since dubbed all of the images I drool over on a daily basis, knorn.

Speaking of knorn, Gwennabe just hit my ravelry queue. Definitely hot. (photo from knitting fog)

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[suelas.]

"husband" still gets me. almost one year!!