Although I'm fine with the word love, when I think about it I realise I'm not OK using it outside of my own family. I used to find most forms of physical contact outside of family uncomfortable too, but now I just find it a bit arkward.
I'M CURRENTLY CUTTING SOME THREADS IN HORRIBLE COLOURS SO I CAN USE THEM TO PRACTICE. SHAME ABOUT THE RAIN, I WAS ACTUALLY WORRIED IT WOULD RAIN (AGAIN) WHEN I WENT OUT BUT IT GOT SUNNIER.
I'VE TWO BIG MULTI-PACKS OF EMBROIDERY THREAD TO MAKE BRACELETS AND NOW I'M GOING TO SPEND THE NEXT HOUR STARING AT THEM TRYING TO FIND THE PERFECT SHADE.
ALSO, ZEMADDOG, THAT VIDEO BRINGS BACK SO MANY CHILDHOOD MEMORIES