blogging... is it a disease?

I'm sitting at my desk and I should be going to bed. But I'm not... I should at least be washing the dishes, starting a few things to please my boss or finishing one of my multiple wips. But I'm not.
And why is that?
Worse than that, because I'm considering altering my blog template again, because I'm looking for means to do cool things with my blog skin and make the most of my blog features.
Will it last if I succeed? certainly not.
I will probably try to alter it again, and try to add new cool features...
Will it improve my well-being, my life or my mental health in one way or another? probably not.
Is it essential to my survival. God! no.
So why am I spending so much time on it, why do I lose sleep over it, why do I neglect my housework, my husband, and even my manicure over it.
Do I need help?
Married to a crocheter...
This one got me laughing out really loud, my daughter even asked me what happened! Any resemblance to persons living and crocheting would be purely coinciddental... or maybe you looked in a mirror
Enjoy!
Married to a crocheter
When You're at it, don't forget to check Annie's Attic free pattern of the day, remember it's free only for one day, and for personnal use only, you can't distribute it that is.
Annie's Attic free pattern of the day
She wears it!
I was wondering weither I had crocheted a boléro (suitable for day time) or a "liseuse" (bed time only never-to-be-worn-outside- piece of clothing). The answer is : it's a bolero after all and she now wears it with pleasure, in those mid-season days when you don"t know how to both great the darding rays of sun and fight back the last spurts of cold. She looks lovely in it and I am delighted!
I closed it with a hairpin of mine, but now that she seems willing to wear it ( at last

update : July 2nd 2006
It didn't last long, looks like I shouldn't have machine washed this garment, she cant slip her arm into it now too bad.
