Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Quick Follow Up

Recently, I mentioned that Kaffe's most recent quilt book, Quilt Road was out and available. Had I known that the Museum Quilts would be out so soon, I would have waited before posting about either.

Again, both can be ordered on Liza's site for immediate shipping. I guess being friends with Kaffe gets your books delivered faster.

Current Knitting
I'm now at row 89 of 101 rows for the first set of color blocks on the Vineyard Throw. I might even get to change colors tonight or tomorrow if things go well.

I figured I should at least mention knitting, since it is still a knitting blog

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Bonehead Department of Transportation Ideas

Have you ever seen a bright red "Wrong Way" sign and worried that it applied to you?

Wrong-Way Signs
For non-U.S. readers, the braintrust that decides on highway signage in this country put "Wrong Way" signs on the on-ramps and off-ramps to many highways around the states. These signs are used to tell you that you've entered a one-way access ramp going the wrong way.

The stupid part about these signs is that they are posted between the on and off ramps, so they are visible to folks going both the wrong way and folks going the right way.

The secret to knowing if a particular "Wrong Way" sign applies to you, is that the signs always come in pairs, so if you see one of these odd warning signs on your left, you should quickly check to your right to see if you are about to have a head-on collision.

Current Knitting
I keep thinking that this current project doesn't require much concentration.

Why can't there be a "Wrong Way" sign for me when I start to make a mistake on one of the pattern stitches?

Again, last night, I had to rip back two rows before proceeding any further. I'm now at row 83 of 101 rows for the first set of color blocks. I have gotten very efficient at my ripping back by only ripping back the rows in the color block where the mistake is. Intarsia allows me to isolate the un-knitting and re-knitting to just the one offending block.

More Quilting
After my last post of the quilt, I was able to make some additional progress.

You'll notice that I'm trying to complete 3 nine-blocks at a time, and this time was no exception. I'm now up to 135 snowballs...isn't this moving along fast?

After consulting with my quilting guru and looking through all my Kaffe quilting books, I've decided that I will do a pieced border. I figure that since I'm quilting using Obscure's method of blinding the critics with busy designs and bright colors, adding more busy-ness can only make the final patchwork more interesting and bohemian and less subject to critique.

Readers' Comments/Questions
Kenny asks, "What inspires you to knit? What do you look for in the patterns you decide to knit? Is the vineyard throw a sampler throw? Where did you get the pattern?"

Inspirations include any of the following:
- A new technique that I want to try
- A clever use of an old technique
- An appealing use of color
- Diverse pattern stitches in one design (to keep my interest)
- Complex pattern or colorwork
- Any overall successful design (that pulls together color, shaping and technique)
- Recommendations from trusted knit-friends

The Vineyard Throw pattern is a Design Source Collection pattern from a small booklet called "More Throws 1" by Judith Shangold that I purchased at Simply Knit when it was still open.

Franklin wants to know, "We didn't have any paste eaters, but I do remember girls using Elmer's glue to make fake long fingernails. Did any of you? Including Joe?"

I never realized this was an option, else I probably would have attempted it. Does it count that I made rubber cement snot-balls?

Monday, August 29, 2005

Back To School

I was always one of those kids that was glad to be going back to school.

Grade School Memories
I have very fond memories of those first days of the school year.

All the changes of a new year to get used to. Deciding which of my two new pairs of pants that I would wear, remembering to take my lunch money, wondering if I was standing at the correct corner for my bus stop, wondering who would be waiting with me.

Of course, I'd be carrying the nice, clean, three-subject, spiral notebook that held way more promise than I would ever deliver.

But the strongest memory of the first day back at school were the smells, such as the initial smell of floor wax upon entering the freshly clean entry hall, or the dusty chalk smell in my new homeroom. I could inhale the pink, rubbery smell of a new Eberhard eraser for hours. The strongest of smells was always in the cafeteria where no amount of industrial cleaner could cover up the lingering aromas of thousands of hot lunches combined with a faint smell of sour milk.

Very fond memories indeed.

Current Knitting
I tried to put in a little extra effort this weekend, so that the promised progress picture of the Vineyard Throw might look at least a little different than the last picture.

I was honestly hoping to get to the next row of color blocks, but I kept making stupid mistakes and having to rip out and re-do. I'm up to row 79 of 101 rows for the first color blocks.

Readers' Comments/Questions
Michelene notes, "I can never make all the corners line up when I sew or quilt. I pin, I baste, and they still don't match up. Drives me nearly as batty as counted cross-stitch."

If you were to look closely at my patchworking so far, you'd see that my corners don't match up either. I've gotten good at figuring out how and where to fudge a little. A couple of times I've been holding up the work so far, and noticed a seam that didn't quite hold together. It's a good thing that the fabric does so much of the work.

I also forgot to mention that when I went to Liza's for more fabric, she had a supply of the newest quilt book using Kaffe's fabrics, Kafee Fassett's Quilt Road.

Even if you don't quilt, this book is amazing eye candy, and it's not even as good as the Museum Quilts book that is due out in a week or two. Both are (or will be) available on Liza's web site along with any of the fabrics used in the book. Quite amazing.

Sunday, August 28, 2005

Idiot's Work

I saw Liza this past Friday and mentioned that quilting seems to be moron's work. She reminded me I was well-qualified to do it.

Another Hobby Requiring Persistence
Like knitting, quilting doesn't take an enormous amount of skill, but it does take stick-to-it-iveness.

Once the basic design is in place, and the fabric has been selected, the cutting and sewing up part really doesn't take very much talent. Trust me on this, my sewing skills are not overly fact, they're not at all sophisticated.

But fortunately, this quilt design requires that I sew straight lines, and that I've been able to handle. Just barely.

Quilting Progress
I have made quite a bit of progress on the quilt (quilting does seem to go faster than knitting).

I've completed a total of 108 snowballs so far and sewed them all together. I liked Liza's mother-in-law's comment when she looked at it and found out I was working to make a bed quilt. She said, "You've got quite a bit more work to do."

Current Knitting
I have done more work on the Vineyard Throw, but I realized the picture that I was going to post looked almost exactly like the last progress picture.

I'll post a progress picture later on in the week.

Readers' Comments/Questions
All of your requests for who's snarky made me realize I forgot to include a link in my last post that inspired the topic in the first place. And now I can't find it.

Okay, which of you knitting friends posted the link with bad vintage sewing and knitting patterns?

Thursday, August 25, 2005

Knitting Cynicism

It never ceases to amaze non-knitters that the on-line knitting community can be edgy, volatile and yes, cynical.

Knitting Web Flavors
Early on, most on-line knitting communities tended to melt into the overall philosophy of the KnitList, which was "don't cause controversy", "don't rock the boat", "be nice". When those rules were broken by members, list members and list owners would either chide or calm or request or make rules to prevent the disquiet.

The rebels in those groups sent mini-grenades to generate some excitement, but after a while, even that got dull, so they created their own "flame" lists to take out their frustrations.

Then some blogs took up the call for more snarky, attitudinal commentary on knitting

I must admit that even I am amazed at the controversy that can be generated in forums focused on knitting.

Current Knitting
Completed a total of four rows on the current project this past week, and just had to un-knit the last row this morning as I realized I was on the wrong row in the pattern repeat.

Such are the dangers of trying to keep three or four pattern repeats going at once.

I'll put an updated picture in my next entry after I've done a little more work than three rows.

Other Weekend Fiber Activities
This past weekend, in addition to the quilt work and the knitting, I also got to do a little spinning.

You can see I've made some progress on the "nose crust" colored merino.

You can also see that the remaining roving is as big as a head of cabbage (and a large head of cabbage at that), so I still have quite a bit of work to do.

Readers' Comments/Questions
With regard to making purposeful mistakes, I have enjoyed the commentary.

My thoughts mirror mostly what Cynthia had to say, but I also liked the concept of false humility that Monika notes in her comments.

Marie asks, "Where can one get the pattern for your throw?"

The pattern is a Design Source Collection pattern from a small booklet called "More Throws 1" by Judith Shangold. I'm sure there are many sources you could purchase it from using an on-line search.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Knitting, Spinning, Quilting, Crocheting and Weaving

Other than weaving, there has been enormous satisfaction in all of the listed crafts.

As with children, I couldn't possibly pick a favorite.

Okay, yes I's knitting, which was my first love (although I crocheted long before I ever knitted), but I enjoy all of my fiber obsessions.

Spinning has an almost magical quality to it. I can clearly understand how spinning made its way into some of our fairy tales. Turning natural resources like hair and plant fiber into a yarn is amazingly satisfying and even though I spin at a frenetic pace, I still find it incredibly meditative.

Crochet takes a lot more concentration than any of the other fiber arts I take part in. I like the free-form ease of crochet. Learning to understand the demands of crochet has been challenging and fun.

Quilting has been an exercise in planning and visualization. I've started to gain some very small understanding of how colors combine in a much more complex way than knitting could provide. I couldn't have understood how the solid diamonds could have worked with the patterned snowballs without the experience of the master, Liza.

Back to Knitting
I did get some additional knitting done on the Vineyard Throw, and I'm beginning to remember more about why I loved the throw I made for my mom so much.

Now that I'm a little over half through the first row of blocks, I'm remembering how soft and warm this throw feels. The drape of Manos when knitted up is incredible.

Readers' Comments/Questions
Monika says, "If you want it quality you'll have to make a really obvious intentional "mistake" somewhere in order to be humble. No, that doesn't make sense to me either."

Allah, Buddha, Jesus and Brini Maxwell would all agree that no intentional "mistake" needs to be made in this quilt. While you don't have the ability to inspect my work closely, if you did, you'd see that my sewing skills are rudimentary at best.

Monday, August 22, 2005

Back To Work

Two weeks without having to travel to Albany and worry about client deliverables was a joy. Returning...not so much.

Boring Blog
I have a feeling that now that Carol has used up all her charm, wit and cleverness, that going back to plain 'ole QueerJoe is going to get boring.

The only political rant I have is about the idiots at Faux News (that's Fox News to the unitiated) who insist on covering the missing woman in Aruba. It must be an extremely slow news month when the best the networks can do is a 4 month old missing person case and Ms. Sheehan protesting outside the President's vacation spot in Crawford, Texas.

Similarly, it's slow blogging time.

I saw an interview on C-Span with the guy that was guest blogging for Andrew Sullivan. He got some incredibly hateful attacks in the calls that came into him on the show. I can't imagine the hate e-mails he gets as well.

Don't get me wrong, I'm no stranger to hate e-mails, but I would hate to be constantly bombarded with the kind of offensive crap I heard callers give him on the C-Span interview.

Some of you have asked how the quilting is going, and I'm pleased to say it's going quite well. First of all, a progress picture.

I've finished 54 snowballs, and I'm sewn them all together. I've also started on the next 36.

I'm not sure how big the border of the quilt will be yet (I'm going to ask the advice of my quilting guru, Liza), so I don't know how many snowballs I will have to complete to finish the top, but I want the finished quilt to measure about 100" x 90".

I'll update you on weekend knitting in my next blog update.

Friday, August 19, 2005

What I'm Reading

What a coincidence! When I saw Joe's post about what he was reading, I couldn't believe it. I, too, was reading about a traveling pair of pants this week.

-- Carol S.

P.S. I shouldn't dignify this with a response but let us say, for posterity's sake, that my child is NOT cross-eyed.

P.P.S. Would it have killed Joe to get his guest-blogger a friggin' box of salt-water taffy?

Pet Pictures

Carol S. was nice enough to share a picture of her cross-eyed child, so I figured the least I could do was to provide pictures of vacation pets.

Animals Galore
While staying with the Sister and Brother-out-of-law, we also got to stay with their daughter (Thaddeus' niece) and their three pets.

Poppy is their most in-your-face pet. He's a beautiful Golden Retriever who will actually retrieve tennis balls from the water all day long if your arm will hold out.

He's a wonderful dog who sometimes forgets he's not a miniature or toy dog.

Dolly is their lovely Clumber Spaniel. She's getting up in years, and has a lot of difficulty seeing and hearing, but her sense of smell will allow her to find a dropped crumb of brownie more quickly than Poppy.

Dolly is nothing short of an angel of a dog.

Finally, Heathcliff is their cat, and a very friendly cat indeed. He also doesn't eat my yarn. Thaddeus' sister's family used to have two cats, and when Heathcliff could entertain himself with the other cat, he didn't need humans very much. Now as a single cat in the household, he will constanty whore for attention.

Heathcliff was an excellent substitute for Gage whilst we were on vacation.

For a couple of days, Thaddeus' sister and family went off-Island for a wedding, leaving us to care for the pets. They all lived and ate well (Thaddeus loves to feed animals), and Heathcliff seemed to thrive and get VERY comfortable with us.

I swear we did not pose this picture. He was lying on the couch this way for about an hour. I guess a few less folks in the house allowed him to spread out a little.

Craving Spinning
Have you ever been somewhere and really missed one of your hobbies?

I remember I was at a party one time and someone had wrapped their gift with rainbow variegated Lion brand acrylic yarn. After I started to get bored, and I didn't have any of my knitting with me, I used a couple of pencils to make a quick swatch with the yarn.

It satisfied my craving.

On vacation this past week, I had an urge to spin, but I definitely hadn't packed my spinning wheel or any roving.

When I realized how much "roving" their dog Poppy produced, I tried twisting it manually into yarn, and it seemed to spin up rather easily. but I couldn't get it to stay twisted.

I quickly made myself a drop spindle using a plastic container cover and an old plastic paint brush and satisfied my urge for spinning.

Normally, I find the idea of spinning with dog hair repulsive, but I have to say, this fur spun up very nicely, and while I wouldn't make a balaclava with it (it would be both itchy and disgusting), I bet it would make some lovely rug yarn.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

He's Back

Yes, QueerJoe has returned from vacation and he's more tan and fat than he's ever been. Pictures of that would be more disgusting than the toe picture.

First and foremost, I want to thank Carol publicly for all she did to make this blog more funny and interesting while I was gone. I read all her entries and the associated comments, and I recognized immediately that I couldn't have picked a better guest blogger.

Thanks also to the regular readers of this site for making her so welcome and fawning over her. As a flat-headead Pollack, she needs that sometimes.

Knitting On Vacation
I took this as a true vacation.

From everything.

Including knitting.

I did bring my current project (the Vineyard Throw using Manos), but I think I completed a total of 2 rows on the project during my entire stay. I've included a baseline picture of where I am so far, so I can track my progress on a go-forward basis.

As a small consolation, I can say that I at least balled up all the yarn prior to going on vacation so that I'd be prepared to finish knitting the garment. Fortunately, life on the Vineyard wasn't at all boring. Here are a couple of pictures of the "backyard" I got to enjoy

And this was a picture of a magnificent sunrise I was lucky enough to witness.

Vacation Reading
Whenever I'd consider doing knitting while I was away, I'd consider how much concentration I'd need to dedicate to even just one row of knitting. The current blocks I'm working on have two different stitch repeats, and all of them have a third repeat for the border.

With all that was going on at any one particular moment, I didn't feel I could dedicate enough concentration to the project, so I stuck to reading in my downtime. As a result, I read the following four books:

The first book, "Belly" by Lisa Selin Davis was a wonderfully written book that I completely fell into as I read it. I could feel every bit of tension between the characters and visualize all aspects of their surroundings. Ms. Davis is an excellent writer. I didn't enjoy the story. I prefer stories with at least one protagonist, and this one didn't really have one.

As for the second book, "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants", you might find it strange that a 46 year old gay man would read a teenage girls' book. But I have to say, it was a very well composed book with remarkably good writing. It was a quick read, and I enjoyed it thoroughly.

"Tuesdays with Morrie" was a very different kind of book. I personally find Mitch Albom's writing very simplistic and perhaps even lazy. But his subject matter and moral in the book are worth the read. Again, another very quick read, but highly recommended.

Finally, "Winter Moon" by Dean Koontz is definitely not a book I'd ever recommend. The plot line is formulaic and sophmoric, and while his writing is good, he wastes it on a completely non-believable story.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

You Knitting Succubi

Ahem. It has come to my attention, through an auto-reply email from Joe's work account, that Joe will not be returning as, er, early as I had thought. So you're stuck with me for a few more days.

Today's entry will be a short one, mainly because I am particularly sleep-deprived this week. My seven-year-old son is going through some kind of existential phase in which he doesn't want to go to sleep. I use the word "existential" deliberately. This is not "I'm afraid of the dark" or "there are monsters under the bed." This is "I don't understand what happens when my brain crosses over from being awake to being asleep" fear. Sometimes that kid is too damn smart for his own good.

To quote Linda Richman, my Supersocke socks are neither super nor socks. I like the yarn and the pattern is attractive; just haven't been working on them much. I will show you, however, my last mindless project, in the hope that blogging about it will inspire me to finish it today. This is essentially a square knit out of Noro Kochoron:

I am going to sew it to a square of silk dupioni and make a throw pillow. Very, very easy but surprisingly professional-looking. Maybe I will get my shit together and have a photo of the finished pillow within the next day or so.

Just for giggles, I will leave you with one of my favorite Separated at Births. I noticed this years ago, and can't believe no one else has.

Separated at birth?

Philadelphia Mayor John Street and

T.V.'s Grady?

-- Carol S.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

It's Curtains For Me

"It's coitains for you, Rocky," as Bugs Bunny said. (Any Bugs fans out there?) It's curtains for me because tomorrow is August 15th, the day that taxes are due for us procrastinators who got an extension to file from the regular April date. My husband's place of employment never manages to issue the paperwork we need to do our taxes on time, so we always end up filing for an extension and then farting around until August 13th. Sometime in the wee hours tonight, around 4 in the morning, those of you in the Philadelphia area may hear a strange and eerie howl of pain as TurboTax spits out the final tally of what we owe.

It's also curtains for me in that my brief stint as Guest Blogger is just about done. I've had a wonderful time, and I appreciate your generosity as readers in sticking with me. I've gained a whole new respect for good bloggers like Joe and Marilyn and Franklin, who blog regularly, post photos, and strive to keep their blogs interesting, funny and informative. It's not easy. (After just a week, my ass is whupped.)

I also want to thank The Man himself, Joe, blogger extraordinaire, for the chance to do this. He was very brave to let me run unchecked for a week with his blog. (Control freak that I am, I don't know that I could have done the same.)

So it's time for Mr. Cranky Husband to get on with the taxes, and time for Joe to return to us, his faithful readers. We will now resume your regular programming.

-- Carol S.

Friday, August 12, 2005

Family Heirlooms

One hobby that's been taking up a little of my time lately is genealogy: I've been trying to research the history of my family and that of my husband. (God, sometimes I'm such a geek I can't stand it.) I've gotten fairly far on both sides & I find it fascinating to imagine what our ancestors' lives were like. [For the record, no, I am not a follower of the talking white salamander, although I guess technically, the talking salamander's gone the way of unbaptized babies in limbo.] It's the same part of my personality that likes crossword puzzles and mystery novels -- the quest to solve the riddle, to fill in all the blanks. If you wanted to get psychological, you could wonder if I've got the urge to find answers to some questions to compensate for all the imponderable, unanswerable ones... Yeah, right, and I envy penises, too. (As Elaine says, how do you men walk around with those things?)

My family, as my ethnic last name and salty language might suggest, is of very humble origins. Three of my four grandparents were first-generation Americans of Polish or Lithuanian descent. Apart from the genes for fat asses and alcoholism, both of which were cheerfully and consistently passed down from generation to generation, there's not much in the way of family heirlooms.

The fourth grandparent, my mother's mother, is from a family that's been in America a while. Certain slender twigs of the family tree can be traced back to John Adams, it is said with pride. My grandmother's family fancied themselves quite the Astors compared to the coal miners they were forced to socialize with. Let's be honest though; my grandmother's family was, at best, middle class, in an ugly dying coal town.

One day, my mother arrived for a visit with several of these:

My late grandmother's thirty-odd year collection of craft magazines, packed in plastic grocery store bags.

Don't start breathing too heavily, though. No Alice Starmores, or even old Knitter's in here (no old knitters, either). To put it bluntly, my grandmother was a cheese queen. We're talking Crochet World and its ilk, here.

Full of lovely projects like this "Squaw Dress"

and this lovely Clown Pajama Bag (certain to land your child in the local university's sleep clinic).

Mixed in were a few interesting ones, like an old book of lace edgings, but most of the stuff is as unattractive and uncomfortable-feeling as this bride-to-be:

Tattered, faded, marked up with my grandmother's handwriting (dear God of all that is holy, why did she feel it necessary to "try" THIS?!)

Yet the hours of amusement they've given me cannot be underestimated. I guess we have to take our family heirlooms as we find them.

--- Carol S.

Thursday, August 11, 2005

A Warm Welcome and Huge Shout-out to… Me!

Howdy everyone! I was feeling sorry for myself yesterday, because my gosh-dang toe was still aching like the dickens (Note to self: Be very, very careful where you go for your next pedi.) It's improving slo-o-o-owly. Doesn't it look ever so much better?

So to make myself feel a leetle better, I stopped by Ewe Otter Knit -- my absolute favorite LYS, as you know -- at lunchtime for the first time in – well, days. My super-sized stash certainly is, uh, well-endowed enough, but that Kersti (owner of Ewe Otter Knit) is just too evil! She’s put all kinds of yummy stuff on sale. (She says it’s to make room for incoming fall yarns, but I’m starting to think she was a crack dealer in a past life, har, har) So I just couldn’t resist buying this:

Okay, well, maybe not ALL of them, but this one:

and this one:

Don’t you think the color will match my eyes?

And while I was there, I just couldn’t overlook the bin of brand-spankin’ new Koigu, now, could I? (I knew you’d agree.) I picked this lovely shade of yarny goodness,

which has all my colors in it. (I’ve been told I’m a spring, but I’m skeptical. All I know is give me blue, blue, blue – it enhances my eyes and flatters my complexion. Not bad for an old knitting broad, eh?)

Have I Mentioned My New Book?

This morning I was doing my daily Google search of my name ("A self-Google a day keeps oblivion at bay," that's what I always say) when I discovered that my upcoming book is already listed on Amazon! [It took six Swiffer sheets to clean the Mochalatte Grande off my monitor, LOL.] Yes, "Purls of Wisdom," which will come out in spring of 2006, is already listed. It's SUCH a wonderful book! And I barely wrote a word. So many touching stories of love, loss and knitting that you, my faithful readers, had the initiative and talent to put down on to paper and then, better yet, mail to me! Because we all know that I deserve to take the credit for your writing.

Anyway, if you want to pop by and check it out, feel free! You'll see that it already has 5 stars. (For some reason, there weren't any reviews of it yet, so I just reviewed it myself and gave it top marks. I was sure you, dear readers, would, right?)

And while you're there, pop over to "Men On Dogs: Rick Santorum Knits," which appeared in the listings last week. This is an idea for a coffee table book that I had, and technically, hee, hee, it isn't even written yet (a few months ago, I finished "The Complete Idiot's Guide to Shameless Self-Promotion" and they suggested getting ISBN numbers for nonexistent books to make myself look more prolific - ooh, so sneaky!) but hey, I'm sure it deserves at least five stars. Remember, it takes a village to keep those Amazon ratings up!

Inquiring Minds Want to Know

Mr. Richard Feder of Fort Lee, New Jersey, asks, “What kind of cast on do you prefer?”
Now, now, Richard, I know I’ve answered this one before, but…. I generally prefer the long-tail cast-on.

If I’m knitting lace (which, as you know, I do so frequently and skillfully) I may be convinced to use a modified sideways Estonian whipstitch cast-on (Continental-style, of course):

On rare occasions, such as when I am whipping out a complex fair isle overnight, I will use the Northeastern Bobtailed Cast On (it’s faster):

BTW, Richard's question reminds me that I still (!) have not managed to land a teaching gig at Stitches East. This year, I sent several proposals -- including one that covered the above cast-ons -- and they sent me a letter saying that I was a "talentless hack who couldn't teach her way out of a paper bag." Must be a form letter. Anyway, that never stopped the Tiny Diva, so would all you sweeties please write to the Stitches folks and tell them how very much you want to take classes from moi?

Autumn of Arans

While I was at Ewe Otter Knit, Kersti showed me this most excellent hat she just finished. It’s fresh off the needles, and boy, is it sweet!

I’ve named it Hattie (get it?). Hattie is cleverly made by using short-rows, with a nice big cable running around her brim. Jim says that Hattie’s got a little junk in the trunk, but I think he’s joking. Don’t you? You can order a Hattie of your very own from the friendly folks at Ewe Otter Knit, or stop by and adopt your own little Hattie in person. You won’t be sorry! (At least, I don’t think so. Your mileage may vary.)

Just to show you how unbelievably spiffy, here’s Kersti herself modelling Hattie:

Doesn’t Davida look darling?

Little Gloria is aglow…

And to prove that pretty near anyone can look terrific in Hattie, here’s Rummy.

(Shhhh -- he stopped by really quick today in between meetings. I didn’t know Rummy knits, you say? Well, duh! He has to do something to relax in between sending twenty-year-old farm boys and forty-five year old National Guardsmen to their deaths in the Middle East!)

Going Postal

I thought my day was going just peachy – nothing like plumping out the ole stasheroonie to make MY day – but then when I got home, there was this waiting for me:

Mrs. Linda Fader, also of Fort Lee, New Jersey, sent me this darling doll, which is in reality a toilet paper holder (lift up those skirts, girlie, when you need the T.P.) A huge thanks, Linda! Gosh, I can’t believe how lucky I am to have faithful readers like you! I don’t deserve you! Really.

Well, yes I do.

One More Important Development

Okay, as many of you loyal readers know, about twelve days ago, I got the haircut from H-E-double-toothpicks. Shamelessly, wantonly, I cheated on my hair care professional and went to another, and I got the nasty shearing a hair-slut like me deserves. I re-e-e-eally tried my best to wait it out, but I just couldn’t stand it. (You understand, don’t you?) So I crawled back to my Hair Boy, mullet between my legs, and begged him to fix it. Here’s the official shot.

Looks pretty awesome, doesn’t it?

And Last But Not Least

Louie’s been lazing around the house for weeks now. He’s not a big fan of summertime, is my Louie. Here he is, all curled up on that afghan I’ve been trying to finish:

And here's my other snooky-wookums. She says, "Just 5 more days 'til Joe is back!"