It’s a disease. I know some of you out there have it. It’s when you start taking pictures of yourself or things that you do that are probably not that interesting, but you take them anyway for possible post material. You probably do this more frequently than you’d like to admit.
For instance, I have nothing crafty to show, so I thought I’d take a picture of myself crocheting while on my way to Phoenix today. I’m holding the camera with my chin, in case you wanted to know.
And here is my lunch at the Vegetarian House in Phoenix. Excellent lunch. But really, the waiter was looking at me like I was a nut case. Not to mention the numerous comments coming from my husband.
Oh well. I don’t see any kind of happy cure, so my camera will have to remain by my side as long as I am hooked to this thing called blogging.
Things of crafty interest shall follow tomorrow (hopefully).