How do you show appreciation to the one you love? I think that’s a great question, and some of the answers people gave are really touching. I especially liked this description of the “five languages” of love. While a bouquet of flowers or a love note would make me swoon, the Snook is of a very different sort. I think I’ve finally got him pegged though: tonight I brought him a PBJ sandwich and a cup of tea while he was playing World of Warcraft. I am the Best Wifey Ever right now… 🙂

*GASP!* How the heck did I miss that Hedwig and the Angry Inch is opening TOMORROW in Newtown?! I’d love to go next weekend. Any Sydneysiders up for some glam rock and German transsexuals?

Yay, a Knitty Surprise! Universal Toe-Up Sock Formula. It looks a lot like the Double Trouble pattern I show my sock students, but I like that she explains using a provisional cast-on.

I’m happy to report that the first Knit and Quit Class went really well tonight. Spectacularly well, in fact! We had 24 people, most of whom were total beginners, being taught by four teachers. I had been worried that people might think the concept was lame or just go along for the free stuff, but it really felt like everybody was sincerely interested in both knitting and quitting. There was a lot of chatter back and forth at the tables from people discussing how long they’d smoked, successful tips for giving it up, and where they’d heard about the class. I was showing off a mohair wrap to my group when one of them asked how much it cost. I said it was about a hundred dollars to knit. She was a little awestruck at first, but then she said, “You know what? That’s ten packs of cigarettes. I’m already spending that much every week or two!” And that‘s what I was hoping they’d go away thinking. Quitting a pack a day habit saves $3500 a year in this country, and you can knit a lot of damn nice things for that amount of money. When the room finally cleared at the end of the night, I was happy to see that a lot of them had taken the free materials provided by Quitline. Everyone seemed genuinely proud of what they’d learned in just one night and excited to continue on next week!

Special thanks to my fellow instructors Leanne, Mel, and Jane. You guys made it easy and fun!

Note to self: See if anybody at the Guild meeting Saturday wants to go to the Young Blood: Designers Market with me Saturday afternoon. It sounds neat! (Link via Tracey‘s new shopping blog, which I am loving.)

Last night was Census Night at last! I was very excited to fill out our form online. Unfortunately the idiot in charge of our area apparently wrote the number on our form incorrectly, which meant that when I logged in I could only see the Personal form, not the Household one. So we had to do the whole thing on paper. (Ugh, how 20th century!) It was pretty boring in the end. Snookums halfheartedly suggested we list ourselves as “Jedi,” but we ended up answering everything honestly. I was mostly disappointed at the lack of questions that invited complaints. If the fact that I take the bus means that more money gets diverted to public transport, it should also allow me to gripe that 431 drivers are humongous bastards who always drive their empty buses right past crowds of commuters waiting at Broadway, and they should get the sack.

History of Corn School. Neat! I liked seeing the pictures from a hundred years ago. I wonder if they had the mouse game back then?

Rockin’ Sock Monkeys. I have to say, that Mr. T monkey gives my gay sock monkey cowboys a serious run for their money. (Link courtesy of crumpet.)

Because it’s Tuesday and I wondered…