Not What you Think, "Its Not Fair"

So...ever since I was a little girl I have loved going to the Fair. I love seeing the exhibits and always wanted to enter. I never had the confidence and I am terrible with deadlines, I panic, I procrastinate, I give up, and decide who cares.
I started a sweater about 3 weeks ago that I really wanted to make. It is beautiful and an imperial purple color. I knew exactly what I wanted to wear with it. Well I decided to enter it in the fair. I actually buckled down and filled out the entry form and finished it last night. I will be turning it in this weekend. The only thing I dont like are the buttons I used, they are wooden, and they are all I had. So I probably wont win. But I am super excited that I did this. I didnt get a picture because I am going out of town and Bridge is turning it in for me. Here is the pattern picture.

Here is the one I made a year ago. I loved it but, I didnt love it. It was too big and the yarn was disappointing. Well then I lost 50 lbs and I dont even want to try to look at it much less try it on. So I might give it away and I know exactly who wants it.



So...Life has been interesting lately as I am marrying into a family of three preteens. I have heard "It's not fair" way too many times. I really wanted it to stop. So what to do? I didnt want to snap ( I really did though), I didnt want to make enemies, I didnt want them to hate me. So I gave what their dad calls "a pep talk" with a few insights on the word and what it means. So far I have not heard that word in a week and a half. Because you know what??? It wasnt fair. Ha Ha Ha.