Such is the lure of all your beautiful blogs with all the lovely little projects. I have crocheted a cozy for my phone, using this pattern, seen at Annaboo’s House. She made one and I thought the stitch pattern was so cute and, heck, I have yarn that exact color, so…right, here it is.
I have no restraint. None! I have so many things that are half-done, and do a need a little cozy for my phone? No, no I do not. In fact, and this is the funniest thing ever, when my phone rings, I am invariably halfway across the house and I can hardly hear it. I’m all, “SHHHH! Is that my phone ringing? Who’s phone is that? Is that your phone, or mine?” Then I trot over to where my bag is hanging and rummage around for awhile, feeling around in the dark amongst the sunglasses and lip gloss and stray coupons, and the phone is just ringing and ringing and finally, just as I locate the thing and click to answer it…it goes to voicemail.
So this adorable little thing, which looks like a clutch handbag my grandma would have carried to do her duty at the USO in 1944, oh swoon, with its two little buttons, is probably just going to complicate things as far as being able to answer it before it stops ringing, things which are bad enough already, as I’m fumbling with it—once, I dropped it in the dog’s bowl—so I don’t know why I do these things, other than the main reason, which is that they are so dang cute.
And also, I feel it is looking at me.
You feel it too, don’t you? Come on, you do.