Puter Nut

Crazy, silly, goofy,

now - I'm even loopy,

work all day, on-line all night,

my hairs a mess, skin pasty white.

I used to garden, used to cook,

well, sometimes I would read a book,

not anymore - who's got the time?,

I must check mail, must go on-line!

I used to cross-stitch,

used to clean,

I used to sleep,

and sometimes dream.

I still crochet,

still laugh and cry,

still shop sometimes,

more yarn to buy!

My husband's amused,

my daughter's perplexed,

I used to bake cookies,

we used to have sex.

My husband, who loves me,

found a new form of persuasion,

next month we're taking

a two week vacation.

He's hoping to cure me

of my new found addiction,

and reintroduce me

to bedroom and kitchen.

So, I'll lie on the beach,

and I'll swim and we'll sail,

and when we get back,

I'll check all my e-mail.

I'll print out the patterns,

recipes and more,

and if I need yarn,

I'll just run to the store.

Keep the faith loopies,

our families still love us,

they just can't figure out,

how to download and print us!