Because that fortune cookie ain’t fucking around. Though perhaps it should be rewritten to read “This month is going to be a roller-coaster of ass-kicking. Buckle up.”
Have I ever mentioned that I don’t really like roller coasters?
This was not the blog entry I had planned to write today.
But my manager (I’ll call him [...]
The abbey did, indeed, have a gift shop, full of books and CDs and rosaries and saint medals and sculptures and all manner of religious kitsch. If I was restrained in my patronage, it’s only because I wanted Bradon along – dressing up as vampires lends itself to finding uses for all sorts of [...]
(To the girls from the knitting retreat who stop by the blog…hi! Welcome! I’m glad you’re here! I’m now going to talk about you like you’re not here, because if I become too conscious of my audience I will be paralyzed with fear and sit here staring at my computer monitor. [...]
There are some changes in life that are slow progressions…you can see them coming. You can prepare. You can steel yourself – physically, emotionally, mentally – for the new ways that your life will unfold. Someone you loves falls ill and passes on. An engagement is announced, a wedding is planned, [...]
So, here’s what I’ve learned so far: purling Fair Isle blows goats. As if color work doesn’t already have too much yarn flying around, now I’ve got to move color A to the front, purl two stitches, move color A to the back, move color B to the front (making sure to cross it [...]
Perhaps I should have held out longer. Perhaps I should have put off finishing the Pomatomus socks, so that when I’m armscye deep in Donegal and weeping and laughing simultaneously in despair of ever having another finished object, I could pull them out, slap on a toe, and dance around in victory.
But I would [...]
(Sorry for the dark pictures. Ho hum.)
I mentioned a while ago that I’ve been bored senseless by my hair. Last night I made the long trek up to Evergreen (about an hour from work) to go see my hairdresser.
I threw up my hands and said “do whatever.” She’s been cutting my hair [...]
I think we’ve all experienced the sensation of realizing that we’re not knitting what we think we’re knitting. Many knitters will adapt to surprising results in their knitting by trying to make the best of it. Adult sweaters become child sweaters, socks become hats, shawls become scarves, almost anything can be turned into [...]
