You Know You're Old When...

My daughter's interested in crochet, so I went through my yarn and crochet books and packed up a box for her. I kept two little books with patterns for hot pads and scrubbies. Except ... now, I can't fucking find them. Ack!

Yesterday, I spent I don't know how long trying to find my glasses. (Yes, I'm Velma from Scooby-Doo.) Naturally, I hid them in my planner because THAT makes sense. Also when I was going through my yarn I found this:


I have no idea what I was trying to make, much less where the pattern is in order for me to finish it. Wish me luck on finding those damn crochet books. Hah!