
My mother would grit her teeth and tug mightily to no avail, and the resultant scrapes on our ears would burn and sting from the woolly friction.
According to the postal clerk, the new knitting stamps are going over just about as well.
Apparently, people are saying, "Is that all you have?" or "Don't you have any pretty stamps?"
Jeez--don't they know how long fair isle knitting it takes?
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