my life as a crocheter & knitter & working mom
Friday, February 07, 2003
Apparently, crocheting on the train makes one memorable. The other day I was crocheting on the train home and the conductor just pointed at me and said where I was getting off. Didn't need to see my ticket. If I were vain, I would have automatically assumed it was my good looks. But, I know it was the blanket I'm working on and my unique hobby.