Recently, I reviewed This is Not a Book About Benedict Cumberbatch, and I noted several things I have been a huge fan of. One thing I forgot, because I didn’t see it as a fandom, is jigsaw puzzles. Not only do Nick and I do then, typically, they get framed and out on the wall. We had two framed Christmas puzzles that just got put away (we took down our Christmas decorations January 16th), but here are the framed puzzles that bring me simple joy.
Jane Austen image of puzzle, which is currently being framed as I type. The Christmas puzzle we did NOT frame because it made me angry.
Typically, we put the last piece near where it goes, we each put a finger on it like we’re using a Ouija board planchet, and push it in together.
What are some carrots you noticed this week?
Grab the Lapels 