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Author: Kris

  • WW

    Okay, straight up y’all: Have any of you ever been to Weight Watchers? Stop giggling. I had a minor reality check last week when I stepped on the scales and confirmed that yes, I’ve gained back half the weight I lost during our Atkins phase. HALF. And the sad, sad truth of it is that I know exactly why: I don’t go to the gym anymore and I’ve been on a six month carb bender. The gym situation happened gradually; I started my new job and I was so tired from standing all day that I rarely went. Eventually my membership expired and I just kinda shrugged, “Whatev.” We’ve tried some various things – swimming in the morning, walking, etc. – but I’m just not a morning person. So I need to do something in the evenings, and I’m JUST NOT MOTIVATED. At all. And then the junk food situation… That’s all my fault. Well, and the Snook’s. We enable each other. We enjoy food too much. We’re irresponsible. We tried to go back on the low-carb… but pancakes. And fresh bread. We can’t push them away again. So what’s a girl to do? It turns out that there are several WW meetings in the city within thirty seconds’ walk of the shop, so I’m considering it. I just don’t know. Is it a scam? Will it be cheesy? Will it actually work?

    Anyone? Bueller, Bueller…?

  • My own private sweatshop

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    My Irish backpacker Elaine hard at work scanning kits for the upcoming re-launch of the TC website…

  • HP5 Movie

    Check out these new pictures from the upcoming Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire movie. It appears that Harry and Ron really are going through a “shaggy late Beatles phase” (™Kevin), but you know what? I love it! Daniel Radcliffe is getting seriously hot in that non-threatening, beautiful way girls love. I mean, look at that picture. Peter Jackson could’ve waited ten years and made the exact same LotR with Daniel as Frodo. *sigh*

  • Yarn Ho.

    I just discovered the Knitty Shop. Man, I think I really, really need a “Yarn Ho” sweatshirt.

  • There’s only one way to eat a brace of coneys…

    Happy Easter! We celebrated in true blasphemous fashion by eating The Easter Bunny. Seriously. I had been hesitant – “Will it have a face?” I asked – but in the end the smells won me over. It was really good. (Big thanks to Rodd’s grandma for getting us a La Creuset casserole.) It actually reminded me a lot of chicken, but in a good way. We also had lots of taters (precious), and salad and veg and bread and everything good. And now I need to sleep for 24 hours to process all these carbs.

    Oh, and I tried the egg mold Jigglers again, and they didn’t work again. They always break in half. I suck.

  • BBC Dr Who Leak

    It appears the BBC have tracked down the person responsible for leaking the first new Dr. Who episode and given them a right sacking. I may, um, have watched the first bit of it as an unnamed person (*cough*Snook*cough*) managed to download it. The new doctor looks very dashing in his leather coat. I was like, “Whoa, Lock Stock and Two Smoking Daleks!”

  • Tongue Piercing

    Good grief. I just spent ten minutes trying to help some teenager pick out an appropriate sewing needle. She said she wanted really thick and preferably sharp. I figured she was doing some bookbinding or leatherwork. Finally she settled on a tapestry needle. “What are you using it for?” I asked. “My friend’s going to pierce her own tongue.” “GAHHHHHH,” I groaned. “Don’t use that one. It’s as blunt as a ball-point pen.” And then I mentally barfed. I cringed enough watching a professional pierce Adam on Mythbusters; I can’t imagine the idiot that would try to do it themself.

  • Snookums the Big Gay Carpenters Fan

    Me: Hey, Snookums… I just found this site in my referrers. The guy is writing about uses for old record albums and mentions my Carpenters purse. Isn’t that neat? *giggle*
    Him: Mmm-hmm. What’s so funny?
    Me: The writer refers to me as a “he”! He thinks that since you’re in the pictures, you’re the person that made the handbag!
    Him: Hey! Now everybody’s gonna think I’m Snookums the Big Gay Carpenters Fan!

  • Finger in Chili

    Okay, it kinda makes me want to barf, but my sister insists this story is w-g worthy: Woman Finds Human Finger in Fast-Food Chili. That is awful. However, I love that they have to qualify it as a “human” finger, lest you think it was a chicken finger or something. And wasn’t a health scare the whole reason that Dave Thomas started doing the ads way back when in an attempt to rehabilitate the company’s image? Poor Dave is probably rolling around in his grave. (And giving them the finger, of course. I couldn’t resist.)

  • Oh. My. God.

    I just got back from giving a knitting lesson to an Academy Award winner! NO SHIT. I am so absolutely flabbergasted right now. Here’s what happened. A few weeks ago Albert mentioned that he’d had a request for a private knitting class, except that the woman wanted to do them in her office (not the shop as usual). He thought that her interests sounded like my type of stuff, so I got the job. He drove me over tonight after work. I didn’t even know the client’s name; I only got the name of her personal assistant. As we pulled up to the address, Albert blurted out, “Holy crap. It’s a friggin’ mansion!” My curiosity was totally piqued. I was ushered in and asked to wait in a lobby. Here’s my inner monologue…

    Hmm. There’s a giant 1920’s Moulin Rouge poster on the wall behind me. And wow, those Indian saris and elephants over there are pretty cool… And hmm, the assistant just mentioned that ‘Catherine’ would be ready for me shortly… Oh my god, could this be Catherine Martin?! There’s no way. There’s no way I’m going to be giving knitting lessons to someone who’s won both Academy and Tony Awards for her costume design. I’m insane. It’s not her.

    So then I met her and we had our lesson and she was really lovely, but the whole time I was still a little unsure. I asked her at one point, “This is a great place. What do you guys do here?” And she’s like, “We’re a film production company, and we live upstairs.” I was like, “Mmm-hmmm(!)” And finally the confirmation: one of the many people buzzing around stuck their head in to discuss something with her, and I finally heard the magic word “Baz.” Afterwards I said, “Okay, that gave it away! I thought I recognized you!” And she was really, really nice about it. How cool is that? I was like, “Wow, I really admire your costume work. I had no idea you were into knitting!” And she’s actually really good at it; we’ve got some interesting and challenging projects to work on. I’m excited!

    Oh, and as I was leaving, the assistant was like, “I know it’s weird, but we need you to sign this confidentiality agreement,” which I was totally expecting. It was all about not mentioning any specific projects or work that I might see while I’m there. And I’m like, “That’s cool; no problem. But one question: Can I tell my friends I’m giving her lessons? Because they’re gonna go nuts!” And she laughed and said it was okay. So that’s all I’m going to say about it, because CM (that’s what her mates call her) is really awesome and I totally respect her privacy and I’m so excited to get to work with her!

    And now I’m going to go eat some dinner and spaz out. Thank you.