Times were tough and the cupboard was bare. Helen had no choice but to find work where she could and Clubber McWacky’s Putt-Putt Golf was going to be her ticket out of this dump. By God, she’d be the best damned cup they’d ever had on the fourth hole. And who knows, if she could withstand the never-ending stream of low-impact blows to the head for long enough, maybe she’d get promoted to windmill!
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There are many reasons to feel like this today, not the least of which is the Democratic sweep of the House and most likely the Senate. And the resignation of Donald Rumsfeld and hopefully a better handle on the situation in Iraq. And that we have the first ever female Speaker of the House. Our future is looking brighter than ever.
And on a more personal note, well – ask Marnie.
*thud*
(to be continued when I’m more able to retain my bodily functions.)
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In a last minute Hail Mary Pass, I will be signing books at Stitches East in Baltimore this weekend!! The fine folks at The Elegant Ewe are letting me sit in their booth in Friday, Saturday and Sunday! I am beyond delighted at their generosity. I did a signing at their store last Saturday and they have a gorgeous selection of yarn and original patterns. Definitely worth the trip. Moreso than Dunkin Donuts, even. Their booth appears to be back by the stage, it’s #1124. You can see a layout here.
Looks like we’re near the Knit Doctor. I think I may bring my sad little Branching Out scarf. It was going so well.
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And then I messed up the lace pattern and started in the middle of one repeat. Or something. I’m not really sure how to undo fuzzy mohair lace. I’m hoping the answer isn’t to restart the whole stinkin’ thing. It’s been in hiding for about a year and a half now, I think it’s time to address this situation.
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While at the Elegant Ewe signing, the MOKS was gifted with it’s most inspired piece yet. ErickaJo of Armed With Pointy Sticks presented it to me. She is a fellow lover of all things bad-in-a-good-way. I was‚ stunned that she was willing to part with it. It’s truly a thing to behold. I was rendered speechless, such was my horrified delight.
I give you the Teddy Bearstrocity, modeled by my loving mother, Stella.
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Here she is engulfed by a raging sea of tiny bears. You can see that there’s one inexplicably patriotic one on the left side.
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And here are the stealth butt bears. They kind of blend in, but if you keep staring at my mom’s backside, you’ll see two stragglers on the bottom right side of the sweater. It’s strange, almost like the front of the sweater was just a little too much for them, so they strolled around back. Maybe they snuck back there to smoke a cigarette, who knows. This thing is like a Faulkner novel in the making. There’s a lot of story among these little bears. Thanks, ErickaJo!
And lookie here! A finished object. Two, in fact, but it’s kind of hard to photograph both hands at once without a complicated system of levers and pulleys. Or a tripod. Anyhoo, each one only took a few hours, it was in incredibly satisfying project. Simple, but interesting, and hella fast! Plus? I love them! They were made to go along with the Irish Hiking scarf. I guess I should make one of those now. You can find the pattern for the wrist warmers here.
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I used the cormo I got from Fox Hill Farm at Rhinebeck. Soooo soft. I have Kellee‚ to thank for my new fave yarn. Such an enabler, and that’s why we lurve her.
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