Setting Goals

I’ve always wanted to get a tatoo, more specifically a (surprise! surprise!) knitting tatoo.  


Something snarky and edgy.


Something that would make me unique in the nursing home.


Something that would identify my body should I ever wash ashore on a far-flung beach without proper photo ID.


I have found it.  My dream tatoo.



Envy me, my friends. Envy me.