Restless isn’t Right for Crochet Hats
Have you by chance been to Marbleton Wyoming? Never, well me neither and as near as I can noticethere weren’t no thinking to. Shoot I seen a bunch a locations right here in these hills.That ought to be ok enough right? I considered so too. Well my wife ain’t gratified, she got some loco idea in her mind that this Marbleton is the place to go. She’s been pressuring me for at least two years now and I don’t if I can take it much more. I believed by this time next year I’ll either be in the psychiatric unit or trying to stay awake while she goes through the photos we took in the infamous town of Marbleton.
It all started with these crochet hats she had in brain to create. Some feller convinced her she could make a bundle makin’ and sellin’ crochet beanies. Can you dream that. Well I couldn’t and as far as I could tell that didn’t weigh much. I adore her you know,so I purchased her as much yarn and such as they had down at the local craft store. Must a been ten miles of string and enough crochet hat blueprints to cover the wall of the Kmart. So she started in on these hats and all appeared fine for a while. Then along came this same feller with more crazy tall tells about hats and contests and winning trips to Europe and who knows what else. He had her more wound up than a hive full of honey bees at harvest time. Shoot, don’t seem like anything I said make a bit a difference. Come heck or high water we was goin’ to an annual craft fair that was over a thousand miles away.