Take me out to the ball game,
Take me out with the crowd;
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack,
I don’t care if I never get back.
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don’t win, it’s a shame.
For it’s one, two, three strikes, you’re out,
At the old ball game.
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Spread the loveWell, okay, maybe work has lessened a teensie, weensie bit. Except for finishing the fluffy wrist-warmers/mitaines I made out of the Cassimo (and which I gifted to Andre at work), until this past weekend, I still suffered from not playing with yarn. Since Ruth was swept off to a remote hideaway in Maine…
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