Monday, May 12, 2008

Dead sock walking

Today's post, about my imminent demise (cause of death: handknit sock), is over at Toxophily.

ObArcherAnecdote: On Mother's Day, Archer paused in his usual abstracted galloping around the house to embrace my leg briefly. "Like Mom," he said haltingly, "I just love you ... because you almost won one million dollars on The Price Is Right."

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