You may have noticed that I call Martin out on his nerdiness a lot. I do it because I can. If a wife can’t use the internet to poke fun at her amazing husband, where can she?
In the name of fairness, I have to make a confession: I’m a nerd, too.
I know, I know – it must come as a big surprise, but yes – I am not really that cool. Take my new obsession as exhibit no. 2, 473 of Jaime nerddom: Crocheting.
Birgitta, my mother-in-law, taught me how to do some simple stitches two weeks ago and now I can’t stop. I wake up in the morning with thoughts of crochet needles running through my head. I’ve planned out a thousand different pot holders (the only thing I’ve made so far – a square is the fanciest shape I can get with my skill level)
So, my dear readers, I know it comes as a great surprise (*eh-hem*) but I’m a nerdy 80 year old at heart. And that’s OK. Right? (insert a somewhat forced Martin approval here)
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