Who couldn't love a bbq-masked face like this?
When we returned, however, I was plagued with the recurring swing of the clock hands winding down counting to the day of the Big Test. Although I feel confident in knowing the tasks I'm supposed to demonstrate, that lump of anxiety still agitates my throat. It has lead me to the conclusion that I need to take up knitting. I need a hobby that is calming and fashionably rewarding. With a new look comes great responsibility. So, look forward to some beautiful little knitted things. To my family, I give you one guess what your Christmas presents could be.